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Milan and Modena are both northern cities in Italy, but they are completely different from the "engine capital". They are full of artistic atmosphere.

As the "world design capital", Milan has more than half of the world's famous fashion brands.

Armani, Versace, Fendi, Prada, Valentino, Dolce \u0026 Gabbana, Moschino and other brands all originated from this city, and Milan's fashion week has an impact on global fashion.

Three blue, black and silver Bugatti supercars slowly stopped on Montenapoleone Street.

This is the most elegant, luxurious, exquisite, charming and expensive shopping street in Milan and even in the world.

Of course, it has little to do with Napoleon the Great of France. It is purely because in the early 19th century, Milan was the capital of the Italian Republic during Napoleon's reign.

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Vincent was stunned for a while after getting off the car.

He didn't feel crowded in the car just now, but now he saw it with his own eyes, he could only sigh that it's easy to make money from women.

Compared to the street in the name, Monte Napoleon is more like an elegant alley.

Under the European-style buildings full of Italian style, there are all exquisitely designed and innovative windows, which perfectly interpret the concept of their respective brands.

The two fathers looked at the crowded crowd in front of them and swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

After being a driver, they became bodyguards, and then they had to be coolies.

If I had known it would be like this, I would have eaten more at lunch just now.

Compared to the depression of the fathers, the two mothers were very excited.

They looked at Hermes for a while, and then looked at Dior for a while, and they didn't feel tired at all.

And behind them, the smile on Vincent's face gradually disappeared.

No matter whether it is a Muggle or a witch, a nerd or a lady, as long as it is a woman, she can't give up the pursuit of beauty.

In the Chanel flagship store,

Vincent didn't know how many times he said the word "really beautiful" to Hermione.

It's not that he was perfunctory, it's just that his girlfriend who keeps changing her clothes is too crazy.

Casual, cool, pure, cute, British, business, celebrity, neutral, elegant, sexy, retro...

From the initial freshness and surprise to the current numbness, from not looking at it to getting used to it.

He silently watched Hermione, who was immersed in her own world, pick up an evening dress and walk into the fitting room.

In fact, his girlfriend dressed up beautifully not only to please herself, but also to please him as a boyfriend.

Thinking of this, his patience returned.

Hermione took a little longer this time, after all, it was an evening dress, and it was her first time to wear it.

When she came out of the fitting room, Vincent's eyes were straight.

The asymmetrical black evening dress with one shoulder perfectly showed her graceful figure, and the slit on one side of the skirt showed her slender and white legs to the fullest.

The thin golden lines on the dress and the black high heels inlaid with rhinestones on her feet set off each other, making her as mysterious as the deep starry night.

Hermione came to Vincent and turned around, "How about this one?"

"Sorry, I can't find the right adjective because you wear it so perfectly."

She smiled very happily, "Really? It's a pity that this is an evening dress and can't be worn as an everyday outfit."

"If you like it, buy it." Vincent gestured to the clerk.

"Please check out the clothes she just tried on, thank you."

Hermione quickly held down his hand that took out his wallet, "You don't have to buy all of them."

She winked at the clerk, "And this is the clothes I wear, I should pay for it."

Vincent didn't insist, he was not a male chauvinist.

But he still took out his credit card from his wallet, "Okay, but I've always wanted to give you a gift, and this dress must be paid for by me."

Hermione didn't refuse, she went into the fitting room to change back into her own clothes, and then came to the clothes she tried on to choose.

It seemed that she had difficulty making choices again. She glanced at Vincent behind her and took out a bank card from her bag without hesitation.

"Please help me pack them all, thank you."

Under Vincent's surprised eyes, she handed the bank card to the clerk.

Dentists are high-paying jobs in the West. The Granger family is a middle-class family. In addition, the overall economic downturn in Europe now means that the rich don't buy sports cars very often, and the brand premium of luxury goods is not as outrageous as in the future.

What really surprised Vincent was that she bought all the clothes she tried on just because she said they were "really beautiful", without even a little hesitation.

The clerk didn't give him too much time to sigh, and the nearly twenty shopping bags soon made him smile bitterly.

Holding a few in hand and a few on the shoulder, although it looks a bit funny, almost all men on the street are like this.

Hermione felt a little distressed and wanted to help take some, but was rejected by Vincent.

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "How about putting it in my makeup box?"

He looked at the crowd outside the store.

This is Italy, but her suggestion is very tempting.

The two of them exchanged glances in tacit understanding, and after leaving the Chanel flagship store, they stood on the street and stuffed the shopping bag into the makeup box without paying attention to anyone else.

The amazing thing is that the pedestrians passing by seemed to be unaware of the two people's existence, and their walking routes completely avoided them.

They didn't realize the two people's existence again until they put down their shopping bags.

Vincent took Hermione's hand and joked, "If I were caught by the Italian Ministry of Magic, I would definitely give you up first."

She looked around with a vigilant expression, and after confirming that there were no wizards around, she curled her lips slightly.

"The mastermind is guilty, and you, the accomplice, can't escape either."

Couple criminals, just thinking about it is exciting.

Hermione, in a good mood, held Vincent's big hand in reverse, her bright eyes swept around the shops, and her eyes finally locked on the carriage pattern across the street.

Hermes, the ancient Greek god of commerce, the protector of magic.

But what attracted her was not the myth, but the scepter of the god of commerce in Hermes' hand, which is the double snake staff.

Although both are French brands, Hermes has a longer history and is much more high-end than Chanel. It has always been hailed as the king of luxury goods.

When they walked into the store, she did not go straight to the women's clothing area, but pulled Vincent to the men's clothing area.

"Thank you for the dress and shoes just now. Now it's my turn to give you a gift."

Hermione's eyes were unyielding, and he nodded subconsciously.

By the time he reacted, she had already picked out a set of clothes.

It was also a dress, and it was also mainly black.

Couples' clothes?

There are actually many occasions suitable for dresses, such as gatherings and parties.

Vincent in the fitting room thought that the Owl Court Club must hold more activities in the new semester.

And the door must be posted with a warning sign "Black Swan No Entry".

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