Five days later, Milan Fashion Week came to a perfect conclusion.

At the end of Fashion Week, the vicinity of the Cathedral and Palazzo Arenjario is also full of joy.

Yan Shiqi walked through the last curtain call, soothed the tense nerves, and with the end of the curtain poured into the indescribable exhaustion.

That night, she didn't even eat, and when she returned to the hotel, she slept until noon the next day.

As for Cheng Yenan, he took Ling Zihuan to return to China first. In fact, since Qin Baiyu appeared in Milan, he deliberately avoided it, after all, the increasingly fiery interaction between him and Seventeen was dazzling and stinging every time he saw it.

The next day, at half past eleven.

Yan Shiqi was woken up by hunger.

The hotel bedroom has a good protection effect from light, and the interior with the curtains drawn, dim and hazy.

She covered the corners of her mouth and yawned, sat up and rubbed her hair on the top of her head, her stomach rumbling in protest.

She took out her phone from under the pillow, looked at the time, and slumped on her slippers sleepily, planning to go to the living room to find a menu to order.

Pulling open the door of the bedroom, the dazzling light in the living room made her raise her arms to block it, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the small balcony were open, and the white gauze curtains were rippling in the air in the breeze like water.

Adjusting to the light, she lowered her arm and suddenly caught a scene in the living room, frozen!

On the sofa in the living room facing the bedroom, Qin Baiyu's leisurely figure sat firmly with his legs folded, holding an Ipad in his hand, and seemed to be busy.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyes slowly, and when he saw the inkstone Shiqi's stupid appearance, his thin lips inadvertently raised a light smile.

"You, why are you here!" Yan Shiqi's heart beat fast, and only after three seconds did he scream, and ran to the bathroom with his hands covering his face!

The door slammed shut, and the jingle of various bottles and cans could be faintly heard inside.

The man's laughter overflowed the corners of his lips melodiously......

Yan Shiqi stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking at his messy and unkempt long hair, which had no image at all, and there were a few sleep marks on his face because he slept too sweetly......

Such an image is really exciting to be seen by Qin Baiyu!

Exciting life is loveless!

……

Half an hour later, Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu were seated at the Al Ponde Ferry Restaurant.

As one of Milan's most prestigious restaurants, the tables are set on stone slabs and you can look out over the canal with a glass of food.

"Is there anything else going on?"

When the dishes were ready, the man was cutting the ham on the plate and looking at Yan Shiqi.

She thought for a moment and shook her head slightly, "No, the rest of the work is carried out in China." ”

"Then let's go back on the plane tomorrow. ”

Obviously, he perfectly fits his itinerary into Yan Shiqi's work arrangement.

Yan Shiqi watched the man's action of sending the cut ham to his plate, took a bite with a smile, and asked, "You are with me in Milan these days, will your work in China be delayed?"

"Don't delay, Zhuo Han will deal with it. ”

He still said it lightly, but Yan Shiqi was still quite touched in his heart.

As the person in charge of Qin's real estate, he will never be as busy as he said.

After the meal, Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu left the restaurant side by side.

When I walked to the door, I faintly heard the sound of an argument coming from outside.

The two of them didn't care, and when they stepped down the steps, a cold and angry female voice roared: "Ge Xinli, I'm really blind, I would actually take a fancy to you villain!"

The woman seemed to be so angry that she couldn't figure it out, and Yan Shiqi, who happened to be passing by, subconsciously stopped, and inexplicably felt that the other party's voice and tone were a little familiar......