Milan, Via Montenapoleone.

The incident that happened two days ago shocked everyone in the neighborhood to learn that the 'Victoria', which was only for aristocratic ladies, had changed owners on the most luxurious street in all of Italy.

It is said that the news that a noble prince from the Far East bought the store with a lot of money has become the talk of many people after drinking.

However, in fact, in the store named after the queen of the most prosperous era of that country, in fact, except for the replacement of the director, everything is going on as usual, but...

On the upper floor of the hall, where extravagant jewelry and intricate dresses are sold, an entire floor of the room, which was originally used as a temporary rest by the previous owner, has been completely used as a bedroom for young people and young girls.

Although there is a beautiful manor house in the suburbs, in fact, it only took one night to realize clearly...

There are only two people living in such a big place, it's a troublesome egg pain.

How do you think that in a busy area like Via Montenapoleone, as long as you go downstairs to the most lively city center in Milan, you can walk around this kind of accommodation casually, so he only brought Sharon a servant and handed over the manor to the butler to take care of.

This may be the difference between the perception of villas and apartments between nobles and ordinary people.

Under the blue sky without waves for two days, a girl in a black and white gothic skirt strolled through the streets of Milan a hundred years ago, and cowhide boots under black stockings followed him through the steaming stone brick street at the mouth of the sewer.

Fang Ran had already made a simple decision in his heart to treat that manor and that store as fixed assets.

And at this moment in the room on the top floor of Victoria,

The young men and girls, who had almost visited the interesting places around them, sat at their desks in a classical atmosphere, surrounded by all kinds of handicrafts and decorations that they bought when they saw them, and Sharon smiled and brought them Darjeeling black tea.

Don't forget, this is the world a hundred years ago,

However, although there was no convenient entertainment network, Fang Ran didn't feel much boredom, because he found a new and interesting thing yesterday.

"Seven... That.. Oh? Raise? ”

Wearing a pure white shirt and a flat suit vest, Fang Ran, who had a little bit of the aristocratic appearance of this era, spit out a pronunciation with difficulty and hesitation, and then looked at the 'ciao' written on the paper in front of Ling with a confused face.

The girl sitting opposite him with long sleeves and exposed snow-white soft shoulders nodded at him, and then sorted out the language slightly, and Ling, who was not very clear about the meaning of the language, explained with some uncertainty:

"What does it mean to say hello... It can be used separately when you meet, but it can only be used on people you know..."

"Is that hello and goodbye..."

As a scumbag who started learning Italian without even learning English, Fang Ran barely understood the use of this word with two diametrically opposed meanings, and was slightly embarrassed in his heart.

Forehead... Anyway, haven't I ever heard this word in a hot-blooded comic...

That's right, this is the idea that Fang Ran thought of when he was bored in his spare time,

and Ling to learn Italian,

Merely...

"Fang Ran?"

"Ahh Hmm, Ling, you're going to say this time..."

Fang Ran, who was pretending to be thinking about it, looked at her by the young girl with light blonde hair in front of her, and then took out her mobile phone that couldn't connect to the Internet, turned on the camera, and suddenly blinked her eyes and said:

"Ling, you say try Ernie sauce once."

Click,

REC, Ding.....

Slightly flustered, in the past two days, on the street, I have become accustomed to the other party taking out a machine from time to time to aim at himself and saying with a smile, 'Eggplant~', Ling played with the cuffs of the long sleeves and glanced up at Fang Ran, and then the fragile voice tried to carefully try to speak:

"Ernie... Sauce? ”

Bang!

Looking at Ling, who had a delicate and beautiful young face with a delicate and white shoulder exposed in front of him, he said the word to himself with an innocent and innocent face...

Fang Ran felt as if his heart had been shot, and the Nuo family slipped and fell to the ground, and the whole person was directly frozen on the chair, and he couldn't help but make some kind of terrible idiot voice in his head.

"Ernie sauce... What does that mean? ”

The light golden pupils were filled with curiosity, and the girl's crisp voice sounded in her ears, looking at Ling who was just facing her and shouting 'Ernie sauce' to ask what it meant, Fang Ran, who was stunned, felt that his head was popping with heat!

"This, this, this... The word means... Eh, it's a dialect used to greet people, yes, it can only be used on people who are familiar with it..."

The old face was slightly red, Fang Ran scratched his cheeks with his fingertips, and he smiled in cold sweat on his forehead, and his words stammered desperately to explain, don't look away, and at the same time pick up the black tea on the table to cover it up while trying his best to brainwash himself in his heart.

I didn't lie, I didn't lie, I didn't lie, I didn't lie...

"Ernie sauce..."

Ling felt that the pronunciation was a little strange and repeated it, and the big eyes with light golden pupils looked at Fang Ran and repeated it again.

"Poof! Ahem, ahem... Ahem! ”

I didn't expect that there would be a day when Ling would call herself 'Ernie sauce' in an innocent and crisp voice, and Fang Ran, who was caught off guard, directly squirted out a sip of black tea.

No.. No more! The queen of this kind said that the word is too lethal!

However, it always feels like the queen to say such things.... Goo, hey, hey~~

"Ahem.."

In the end, he quickly coughed twice, dispelling some crooked thoughts that he had thought, and Fang Ran, who was talking serious nonsense, hid the embarrassment and heat on his face, and coughed lightly:

"Alright, alright, that's all for today..."

"Aren't you teaching me?"

The girl's crisp question instantly made a certain guy with evil thoughts full of guilt.

Don't you teach me any other names?

"Down... Next time... Next time...."

The brain made up a sentence that was a little out of order, Fang Ran hurriedly panicked and looked at him and sneered awkwardly, but Ling of this age unconsciously came out of his mind and called himself in a simple and crisp voice...

"Young master, I'm sorry to bother you, but here's something from Lady Leila."

But at this moment, a knock on the door interrupted the image in Fang Ran's mind, and Sharon, dressed in a maid outfit, walked in and handed over an envelope with a seal on the fire paint wax.

"Didn't I say there was no one?"

After a slight flurry, the demeanor of getting along with Ling slowly disappeared on his face, Fang Ran looked at the very classical European-style envelope on the table, and said strangely with a slight frown.

Being able to think of how many troublesome guys will come to visit after throwing so much gold at his own door, maybe this is a rare opportunity for others who want to enter the Milanese aristocratic circle to expand their contacts,

But Fang Ran, who only felt troublesome, turned away all visitors, so until now no rich merchant from Milan has seen the legendary prince from the Far East.

briefly asked Sharon, and then Ling's big golden eyes looked at Fang Ran and explained:

"Sharon says it's the highest-ranking marquise in Milan... Invitations to the ball. ”

"Prom's....?"

Fang Ran's expression was slightly stunned, looking at the envelope with a seal on the red wax in his hand, as if he had suddenly remembered something,

Then he got up and walked to the bookshelf to remove a silver letter opener, and opened the envelope, which contained a gold-edged invitation with floral letters.

"The ball of the European aristocracy..."

Fang Ran looked at the invitation in his hand and muttered in a low voice, suddenly thought of something, and then suddenly felt a pull, subconsciously turned around and lowered his head, and saw that the girl who had come behind him was dragging the corner of his clothes,

As if looking at a child who was about to go out of the house, the delicate and petite Ling raised her delicate face, and looked at Fang Ran with big light golden eyes.

"Are you going to the prom?"

Fang Ran scratched his head with the invitation letter in his hand, and didn't know how to explain it to her, so he smiled and nodded:

"Well, for some reason, I'm going to go a little bit...."

"Sharon, help me prepare for tonight's carriage."