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Chapter 139 Wedding Ring (1)

It means literally. As soon as Bo Yan got off the car, he saw a tall foreign man holding Xia Siyu. The two looked very close, talking and laughing. Then the two got closer, as if they were about to kiss!

He was still holding an orange in his hand, but he didn't hold it firmly, and the orange rolled all over the ground. Wang Zisu, who was behind, just got out of the car and saw this scene. He immediately rushed over at a speed of 100 meters: "Sister Siyu!"

After a closer look, Xia Siyu and the foreign man kissed each other in a close face, hugged each other, and their cheeks were close to each other. This is a normal foreign social etiquette, especially in Italy, which is known for its romance, which is even more common.

The orange rolled behind, and the staff next to him helped pick it up one by one. Bo Yan lowered his head and looked at a big and round orange beneath his feet. He gently kicked it over, and the orange rolled down, just rolling to Xia Siyu's feet and touched it gently.

Xia Sihuguo saw the orange first, and then followed the orange to see Bo Yan standing in the distance, a little confused.

Then there was Wang Zisu. He ran two steps and started to show off: "I successfully climbed the rocks!"

"Awesome." Xia Siyu smiled and rubbed his hair.

Then there was Bo Yan. He spoke lightly and raised the rotten plastic bag to prove it: "The bag is rotten." Then he walked over slowly, glanced at the small truck beside the foreign man. Although he didn't understand Italian, he still knew the animal logo drawn on the truck, and probably was a truck driver who transported the goods.

"Are you the delivery boss?" He doesn't know how to speak Italian, but English is absolutely fine, while most young people in Europe can speak English.

Sure enough, when he opened his mouth like this, the foreign man smiled and nodded, answering in English: "Yes."

Bo Yan didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on the arm where he and Xia Siyu were hugging, and then stretched out his hand to shake hands with him: "Hello, my name is Yan, I'm very happy to know you."

The foreign man also removed the arm that he was hugging and shook hands with him: "Hello, my name is Pietro. I am also a friend of Charlotte."

Charlotte is Xia Siyu's English name.

**

When Xia Siyu went shopping today, she had already entrusted the stall owner to order chicken feet and wrote the address to him, which was delivered by the owner of the local farm.

Who knew that the person who came was Pietro.

Because of an acquaintance, the program team really invited him to have a cup of green tea. He smiled and introduced him to everyone, saying that he was born and raised in Sicily. The farthest part of his life was when he graduated from high school and went to Rome with a few classmates. When he grew up, he also inherited his father's farm in Sicily. He proudly said that most of the chickens and ducks in the market here came from his farm.

Several guests next to him looked surprised, and Wang Zisu also asked: "Then how did you know Sister Siyu? Is it because she came to shoot magazines or something?"

Pietro shook his head: "No, she is my neighbor, but she moved out a long time ago."

Neighbor!

This time, it was not just the guests, but also the program team and the audience watching the live broadcast were shocked. Wang Zisu asked: "Didn't you say you have always been in Italy and have never been abroad?"

Pietro nodded: "Yes."

That is to say, Xia Siyu really lived in Italy?
Chapter completed!
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