Golden Greenery

There is a kind of unbelievable thing called fantasy, such as the moon suddenly disappearing, or the Chinese team winning the World Cup overnight.

For example, the second brother Ricardo Montolivo said he wanted to get married.

Meng Er met Christiana Deping at a social gathering after a business event last year. There was no love at first sight, no electric discharge or electric shock. They just met and then politely left their contact information.

Then, they fell in love. To outsiders, the whole process seems as bland and boring as a step-by-step blind date between a man and a woman.

Christiana Depping, three years older than her second brother, is a model and TV host who has also appeared in Playboy magazine. Such a girl naturally has a good appearance and figure.

But what kind of person is the second brother? What kind of characters are the colorful characters he has dated?

Deping is a model, but there are more models in Italy than dogs running on the street. She is far from the most outstanding one, and is at best second-tier. The same goes for hosts. Deping is not considered popular. Among thousands of beautiful hosts, she is extremely average in terms of ratings and program influence.

As for "Playboy" magazine, it is a thick monthly magazine, and as many beauties as the stars at night have been published in it. No serious person would read it as a serious book.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Deping is naturally a goddess-like existence, but when placed with the world's top love saint like Meng Er, she is nothing more than a base for Paomazi. Compared with the different ex-girlfriends of the second brother's ten years of love, Deping is completely inconspicuous regardless of age, appearance, figure, temperament, and knowledge. She is the kind of person who can't be found in a crowd.

But such an 'ordinary' girl finally made the second brother fall in love with her. Not only have they been dating her for more than a year, but they are also planning to get married.

It is difficult for the brothers to understand the second brother's choice. Of course, they have all met Deping and have no prejudice or opinion against her. They just can't understand the second brother.

If you say that you have been in love for many years, and finally got tired of it, and after trying all kinds of colors, you want to return to nature, and finally find an ordinary woman from an ordinary family, everyone can completely understand.

Or maybe you met a peerless fairy and picked off the only snow lotus on the top of the snow mountain. From then on, you no longer have any rouge in your heart. You are now a fairy and a married couple, and your brothers will clap their hands to congratulate each other.

But what's going on with you now? Deping can't be touched anywhere, she is the most ordinary woman in the world.

The second brother is a strange person. For him, perhaps the most vulgar thing is the most extraordinary thing. The second brother is a poet, and in his eyes the most ordinary is the most extraordinary. The second brother is a philosopher, and the world of mortals is his real world.

Meng Er has already informed the brothers that the wedding will be held on the shores of Lake Maleggio in May next year. Anyone who doesn't come will be friendless. Lake Maregio () is also located in the north of Milan. It is larger than Lake Como and is the second largest lake in Italy.

Compared with Lake Garda and Lake Como, Lake Maleggio is more touristy and has a more love and romantic label.

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Although white truffles are rare and expensive, those here today are all people who have seen the world, and when friends gather together, what they eat is always just an embellishment to add to the fun, and who you eat with is the most important.

No one brought their family members today, it was just a gathering of old men. There was no other entertainment after eating. It was very late, so I patted my belly and thanked my second brother for his kindness.

The stalls also dispersed.

Marchisio will drive Helian back to the Golden Palace Hotel, Pogba will send Marcelo and Isco, and of course the second brother will personally send Zhuoyang and his bodyguard Julius. It was only then that everyone rediscovered that there was another Chinese face tonight.

It was already very late, and even in a big city like Turin, there were almost no cars or people on the road at this time. Cross the Po River from the bridge and return to the west bank - what the locals call the left bank, and you will enter the bustling city center of Turin.

Like other big cities, the streets of Turin will be empty after 9:30 pm on weekdays, and even the most lively Castro Square (Castle Square) will be deserted of tourists.

Today is the Champions League match day, and the excited fans will make the city fall into silence later, but it is already midnight, and the most sophisticated fans have gone home.

After placing Zhuo Yang and Julius in Piazza Solferino in front of the Golden Palace Hotel, Meng Er said "see you later" and stepped on the accelerator. His fiancée Deping was still there. Waiting for him in Granmadre's hillside villa.

Granmadre is actually very close to La Madia where we just had dinner. They are both on the east bank of the Po River and can be reached in a few minutes' walk. On the east bank of the Po River is the old city of Turin, and Granmadre is the current residential area for wealthy people in Turin.

Watching Meng Er's Lincoln Navigator go down the street, Zhuo Yang and Xiaotong turned around and walked towards the hotel door. The circle of top football is very small, and Zhuo Yang is not the only one who has friends in Juventus. After the game, many Real Madrid players were dragged away by old and new friends to party.

Real Madrid stipulates that one o'clock in the morning is the time to return to the hotel to cancel the holiday. It is almost now, and everyone should be rushing back.

Although the streets and squares were deserted, many media reporters and paparazzi gathered at the brightly lit hotel entrance and lobby, and they would not let go of any possible news point.

Not wanting to be surrounded by these flies, Zhuo Yang and Xiaotong walked across the square and walked around to the small door on the back floor of the hotel.

Giannone Street is not wide, and is limited to a one-way street during peak traffic hours. It is late at night, and the lights on the road can only be described as dim. Zhuo Yang and Xiaotong are walking on Giannone Street. On one side of it is the hotel building with some lights, and on the other side are scattered dining or commercial areas. At this time, it has fallen asleep.

Zhuoyang and Xiaotong walked side by side, the only sound of their rustling footsteps on the quiet street. The alleys of the business district on the other side of Giannone Street were hidden in the shade of trees and dark.

Suddenly, Xiaotong suddenly stretched out her hand to stop Zhuo Yang on the inside, and quickly dragged him behind the square stone lamppost. After blocking Zhuo Yang with her own body, she immediately took out the key from her trouser pocket.

With a raise of his hand, the street lamp above his head that curved into the street was shattered, and the two of them were temporarily plunged into darkness.

Everything happened so fast that Zhuo Yang couldn't react like a fool. Xiaotong blocked Zhuoyang behind her, and she was half-hidden behind the stone pillar, staring at the dark alley on the other side of the road like a solidified statue.

"What's wrong?"

"There's someone there."

"who?"

"I don't know." Xiaotong said, "I can't see him, but I can feel the murderous intent. The very strong murderous intent is directed at us."

"Why can't I feel it?"

Xiaotong didn't answer, still staring there.

"Does he have a gun?"

"have no idea."

"Otherwise, we can rush over and beat him to pieces."

"No! Your safety comes first, we can't take any chances."

Zhuo Yang couldn't see or feel anything. He asked, "What should we do now?"