When packing her luggage, Qu Wanni always felt that this was her last moment in the Netherlands. There will be no Yu Zhe in this country, so after she leaves, she will never come back.
Suddenly she felt a little reluctant to come here, not because the people here were particularly friendly, but because it was too beautiful. Living in a country surrounded by tulips, every day I wake up, the air I breathe is fragrant, which makes people very greedy.
She dragged the box and strolled through the crowded market again. She wanted to choose some souvenirs for her family and also some memories for herself. There are still more than six hours before the plane takes off, so she can choose slowly.
Windmills, wooden shoes, dried flowers, and cheese, she didn't leave anything behind. She also bought an oil painting that was hand-painted on site, with tulips in full bloom and the Grand Canal reflecting the windmills. The street performer not only gave her autograph with a smile, but also allowed her to take a photo with him. Just as she was putting away the picture frame and stuffing all the things she bought into her bag, a familiar voice suddenly came from the catwalk in the open-air plaza. Qu Wanni turned her head and saw that it was Mrs. Farrar whom she had not seen for a long time.
It seemed to be another grand lingerie show. The supermodels had just finished their show and were waiting in a line for the designers to attend. As the organizer, Mrs. Farrar, after introducing the styles of each designer, began a small celebration party.
Qu Wanni has been standing behind the crowd, silently watching them cut the cake. She originally wanted to walk forward to celebrate, but after spotting Bai Haoxuan's figure, she immediately turned around and walked in the other direction. However, before it was too late, the sharp-eyed Mrs. Farrar discovered her.
"Miss Qu!" A high-pitched and deep voice made Qu Wanni stop involuntarily.
Bai Haoxuan's eyes also looked over, and met her looking back. She regretted staying here for too long just now, otherwise she wouldn't have such an embarrassing encounter.
Mrs. Farrar brought a sliced ??cake, and had a glass of wine brought to her.
"Where is Miss Qu going? It just happens to be my celebration party, come, let's have a taste together!"
Qu Wanni hurriedly let go of the lever in her hand, and took the food from Mrs. Farrar. However, when she smelled the cake, the nauseous feeling came again. She didn't know why she had such a big reaction this time. In a panic, she had no choice but to put the plate and wine glass on the box, then turned around and covered her mouth to gag.
Such a strange behavior could not help but attract the attention of Mrs. Farrer and Bai Haoxuan. They all cast worried glances at her. After she eased her symptoms, Mrs. Farrer was the first to ask: "Miss Qu, what are you Stomach is bad? Or"
She shook her head hastily, "I've had some trouble with my stomach recently, it's nothing serious, it will be fine in a while."
Mrs. Farrar looked at her suspiciously, then turned her head to Bai Haoxuan: "Her stomach has always been bad?"
Bai Haoxuan frowned, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally nodded again: "Yes, but it doesn't happen very often. Once it happens, it lasts for a few days. Whenever you see something greasy, you will vomit."
Mrs. Farrar raised her eyebrows, reached out and patted Qu Wanni's shoulder, "Pay attention to your body."
Qu Wanni smiled far-fetchedly, glanced at Bai Haoxuan, and remained silent.
"Miss Kanqu is dragging the box, but she hasn't answered where she's going?" Mrs. Farrar asked again.
"My study life is over, and I'm about to leave." She returned the cake and drinks to the waiter with an apology on her face.
Hearing this, Mrs. Farrar was even more shocked, "Really? God! I didn't know! Miss Qu, I will miss you!" As soon as the words fell, she gave Qu Wanni a big hug, "Need Shall I ask someone to help you with your luggage? What time is the plane? Back to Hong Kong?¡±
"The plane is at 5 o'clock, but I will go to London first and return to Hong Kong later. I can carry the luggage myself, so I don't bother you!"
Mrs. Farrar looked at her watch and sighed, "Okay! I wish you a smooth journey home!" After that, she sent another doll. This is a special doll, all wearing underwear of her family's brand. Qu Wanni liked it very much.
Saying goodbye to Mrs. Farrar, without stopping any longer, Qu Wanni picked up her suitcase again and walked towards the exit of the square. With less than three hours left until departure time, it was time to wait at the airport.
However, she didn't go far, and the luggage behind her seemed to be lifted by someone suddenly, and she felt much lighter. She hurriedly turned her head and found Bai Haoxuan standing there.
"I'll get it for you." Without asking her if she agreed, he reached out and picked up her box, and turned to the other side.
She frowned, "Bai Haoxuan, you should know that I don't want to see you now."
the??No accident will happen to him. After returning to Hong Kong, let Auntie Ya accompany you every step of the way, and this year, I will not go anywhere except Hong Kong! Just watch over you! "
She pushed him and sneered a little, "What are you talking about, you don't want to work for me?"
"Well, if you want a beauty, you don't want a country." He kissed her, then picked her up horizontally, and walked into the room.
She panicked, "What do you want to do?"
He tapped the tip of her nose, "What are you thinking? Go back to sleep! Don't stay up too late, it's not good for the baby!"
After speaking, he opened the screen door and collapsed in with her in his arms.
Early the next morning, they didn't have breakfast until Dr. Billy came to draw the blood. After listening to the nutritionist's advice, Yu Zhe assigned the daily recipes. He knew she would throw up at the sight of cake, so there was no such food on the table, and even the butter was replaced with appetizing grapefruit sauce.
Yu Zhe didn't go to work that day, and all the work was assigned by Gu Jianbin.
Qu Wanni has a bad appetite, but she can eat some. After breakfast, she and Yu Zhe came to the private pier behind the hotel, where there was Yu Zhe's newly bought cruise ship, if it wasn't for fear of her getting dizzy, he would have dragged her aboard.
In the early morning, every building on both sides of the river is very quiet, and the London Eye looks even more peaceful, like a mother who has just woken up, opening her eyes and silently peeping out the window. The time pointed by Big Ben was exactly 8 o'clock. She looked at the watch and began to adjust the time against the clock.
"Going shopping? How about we go buy something for the baby?" Yu Zhe asked, grabbing her shoulder.
"You are so impatient, don't you already have a lot of things at home?" She thought of the baby room she saw in the Stanley Villa, it was simply a hardcover version of a small world.
"But I think I should buy you something, such as maternity clothes, anti-radiation shirts, etc. You should also change your skin care products? It is better to ask for special ones for pregnant women."
Seeing that he was so positive, and knowing that he couldn't speak up to him, he could only nod his head in agreement.
The large shops on Oxford Street often open very late on Sundays, and they leave the hotel almost after 11 o'clock to go shopping. Yu Zhe should be regarded as a rare high-quality husband. When he went shopping with his wife, he never yelled a tired word.
"It seems that at least four or five containers are needed to transport the things you bought back to Hong Kong." Qu Wanni couldn't help laughing at him.
"It's okay, I can charter a plane and check it in directly!" He smiled triumphantly.
The purchase was almost done, and they were about to go home when they suddenly heard a voice behind them: "Mr. Yu, Mrs. Yu? Oh, what a coincidence, we can meet each other here!"
They turned their heads at the same time, only to see a potbellied Asian man waving at them.
Having been in the business world for a long time, Qu Wanni certainly recognized the person in front of her. He is the Secretary for Transport and Public Works in Hong Kong - Owen Howe. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com