Twenty-one hours later, at 10 am Milan time.

The corridor of Emmanuele II had just woken up in the warm morning light, and travelers from all over the world rushed in.

This fashionable commercial street famous in Italy and even around the world has as always gathered countless luxury goods enthusiasts, and it is not less enthusiastic in the cold early winter.

Xu Qiao pushed the cloak box into Cross Archway, stopped in front of an independent store called "y&e" in the inner corner, took off her sunglasses and knocked on the glass door twice.

The Chinese woman who was wiping the window in the store raised her eyes and waved to her in surprise: "Check!"

Xu Qiao pushed the door and entered.

This is a well-known one-stop private customization brand of jewelry and clothing in the Italian rich circle. The hostess Yu Jin is a Chinese jewelry designer, and the male host Elio is an Italian clothing designer. The two went from partnering to entering the marriage hall seven years ago, and have been in love as ever as ever, creating a rare story in the industry.

Xu Qiao and his wife met at Milan Spring and Summer Fashion Week three years ago, and they hit it off because of their similar aesthetic tastes.

"Elio!" Yu Jin took Xu Qiao's cloak box and shouted to the inside, "Come on, your muse has arrived early!"

Xu Qiao made a "stop" gesture: "I don't accept the praises and killings, I just occasionally whisper the rainbow farts for him."

"This is already rare! His style is rarely popular in China. Every time you praise him, he can be excited to sit in front of the computer and draw a design draft all night! I didn't see you this autumn and winter fashion week, and he was decadent and refused to work for a whole week!"

There was a sentence in Italian in the middle, and Ellio was saying, "I'll change my clothes and come back."

Yu Jin rolled his eyes: "Listen, I'm going to be jealous of you!"

Xu Qiao could roughly understand a few Italian sentences, raised his hand and surrendered: "Don't worry, I have no interest in men with beards."

Elio Rima replied in bad Chinese: "I'll cut it right away!"

This is of course a joke.

When Ellio came out to greet Xu Qiao in a dress, she still saw his beard on his face.

"Didn't you say you're coming the day after tomorrow? I'm not ready!" Elio spread his hands and complained.

Xu Qiao's smile diminished.

According to the original plan, she would first go to Milan for a few days before finding Yu Jin and Ellio to reminisce about the past, but when she first came to Milan from Paris, she received news from her father. Xu Kangrong said that she was a little tight on the hand and asked her to send some of the remaining money in the card to him and then call him back as soon as possible.

She turned her head over, leaving only pocket money on her side, and she used it a day later. This morning, she urged her father to support her, but found that her family's cell phones were turned off collectively, and the phone number on the company was reached but no one answered.

She wanted to ask Zhu Li if something went wrong with her family, but Zhu Li also lost contact.

She didn't even have enough money to buy a plane ticket to return home. She was a little panicked and had no relatives in Milan alone, so she could only ask Yu Jin and Ellio for help.

When the two of them heard about this, they restrained their joking attitude.

"Of course we are willing to lend you money, but I think you should figure out what happened at home first, and rush back rashly. What if something bad happens?" Yu Jin said, "Do you have close friends in China? Try contacting, it's impossible for everyone to evaporate the world!"

Xu Qiao's restlessness was completely exposed by reminding these words, and his hands trembling slightly while flipping through the address book of his mobile phone.

Before I could find the right candidate, a sudden tremor came from my palms.

She almost dropped her phone and almost got it firmly. After she saw a text message from Xu Kangrong, the message bar showed the beginning: "Qiaoqiao, Dad, I'm sorry for you..."

Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and her fingertips hung above the screen and were not pressed down for a long time.

All the bad guesses poured into my mind in an instant.

Yu Jin held her shoulder: "Look, at least it means that nothing happened to your father, right?"

Xu Qiao nodded in a daze and clicked on the text message details page.

"Qiaoqiao, Dad, I'm sorry for you. Dad thought everything would always get better, so I kept it from you. In fact, Jinlu encountered a huge financial crisis in the middle of this year. Dad worked hard for half a year but still failed to rescue the company. Instead, he owed a large loan from the bank. The company will go into bankruptcy liquidation soon. All the movable property, real estate, and your luxury goods in our family will be forcibly auctioned by the bank. Sorry, Qiaoqiao, Dad can't leave anything for you. Dad can only promise that these debts will not fall on your shoulders..."

Xu Qiao looked at the dense screen in chaos. She knew all the words "written and pronounced" when they were separated, but what they meant and meant, which made her very puzzled at this moment, so she had to look back twice before she could understand each sentence.

"This is a text message sent regularly. When you see these words, Lielie has already followed his mother to other countries, and his father has also arrived in Southeast Asia. Dad has some old friends here and will find ways to find business opportunities to make a comeback, but it is too mixed here, so it is not convenient to bring you with you for the time being. Listen to Dad, go back to China to find friends for a while, and wait for Dad to settle down, and contact you as soon as possible. Finally, Dad knows that you can't give up your mother's letters than those luxury goods. Before Dad leaves, he takes them out of the safe and entrusts them to the second son of the Cheng family. You can find him to pick them up. Take good care of yourself, don't be traumatized, be worthy of your mother, wait for Dad to come back to pick you up."

The store was so quiet that it was heard. Xu Qiao held his cell phone expressionlessly and said nothing.

In the dead silence, a customer pushed the door open and Ellio waved his hand to express his apology, and he was no longer open today.

Xu Qiao seemed to have woken up his soul by this movement, and finally understood what happened. She raised her head dumbly, looked at Yu Jin and said, "We have nothing left in our house, I have nothing left..."

——

Yu Jin felt that as a wealthy daughter who suffered a huge family change, Xu Qiao's reaction was already considered calm.

She didn't cry and make a fuss, nor did she go wildly. After a long time of dripping water, she seemed to suddenly remember her father's advice to take good care of her, saying that she had low blood sugar and had to eat, so she immediately stuffed three slices of toast with milk.

Although Yu Jin and Xu Qiao were very speculative in jewelry design, their understanding of her was only on the surface, so they couldn't tell whether she was really calm or pretending to be calm.

But no matter what, Yu Jin stood from the perspective of the bystander, and his mind was clearer than Xu Qiao, who was hit hard.

So in the evening, when Xu Qiao asked to listen to her father and buy a plane ticket to return home, Yu Jin stopped her.

"I don't think you can go back to China now," Yu Jin said. "You haven't contacted your best friend all day today. Can you find her after you return to China?"

Xu Qiao lowered her eyes: "Her family really doesn't like our family very much, maybe..."

"Maybe their family is unwilling to disrupt this muddy water. She was forced to cut off contact with you because of her family's stop. So when you go back now, you may not be able to find her to take in. Your company has not officially entered the bankruptcy process, and the employees' wages have not been liquidated. If you don't have a place to stay in North City, you may encounter trouble."

"You have no family there, and it is unknown whether your former friends are still counting. Why rush back and let yourself get into trouble? Your visa has not expired yet, so why not avoid the limelight here first."

Xu Qiao shook her head: "But I am penniless now and can't afford the high room and board expenses in Milan."

Yu Jin smiled: "How could it be? Your talent is the most valuable thing on you. Why do the jewelry and clothing you like are always sought after by trendy authorities? They say this is koi luck? I don't believe it, this is clearly strength. Elio and I don't mind having more pairs of bowls and chopsticks at home. The value you can bring to us may be a thousand times or ten thousand times the cost of food and accommodation."

"I say so now, maybe it's a bit like taking advantage of the situation..." Yu Jin stood up and stretched out his hand to her, "But I'm really happy that you are willing to believe me when you are in trouble. How many days are you willing to work for me before your father picks you up as a lady?"

——

Xu Qiao temporarily accepted Yu Jin's proposal.

Although she believed that Yu Jin asked her to work for her to protect her self-esteem, it seems that returning to China is indeed more risky than meaningful, so after thinking about it for a few hours, she decided to stay and wait and see.

Maybe, maybe dad will come to pick her up soon.

But there is something else in China that needs to be explained.

That night, Xu Qiao brought his luggage to Yu Jin and Elio's home in Milan. Before going to bed in the early morning, he held his cell phone and read Xu Kangrong's text messages repeatedly. He was really puzzled by the fact that he handed his mother's letter to Cheng Lang.

Xu Kangrong's mobile phone has been in a state of shutdown, so she can only contact Cheng Lang first to try it.

After releasing Cheng Lang's number from the address book blacklist, she dialed his phone number and rang three times, and the phone was connected.

It should be early in the morning in China...

At this moment, Xu Qiao felt a strange feeling of soreness in his nose.

All day today, she made countless calls and listened to the cold mechanical female voices over and over again. Only this call that was called out at a slightly disturbing time unexpectedly received a response.

Perhaps because of this, she could not help but cry all day long. When her eyes became hot, she subconsciously hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Gao Rui in the office was so anxious that a girl was about to stomp her feet!

"Oh, are you too slow to answer?" Gao Rui looked at Cheng Lang with a heart-wrenching regret, "You picked up your phone with a loud head. What should you do if you insist on making it ring three times?"

Cheng Lang glanced at him and looked at the screen of the phone without saying a word. Five minutes later, the phone never rang again, and he called back the phone.

After the same three sounds, Xu Qiao's voice mixed with a strong nasal sound rang out on the other end: "Hey..."

Cheng Lang said "yes".

Gao Rui: "..." What's up, um, are you constipated? Can you speak well? It's so hot that you still remember that you two are in a cold war?

Obviously, Cheng Lang, the "Yeah", which sounds lighter than boiled water, also hit Xu Qiao. She suddenly sighed.

Cheng Lang then replied: "What's the matter?"

Gao Rui: "..." You are cold, you are awesome, you are an ATM without feelings!

"Did my dad give you something?" Xu Qiao said with a sense of unwillingness.

"yes."

"You know everything about my family?"

"Um."

"Then..." Xu Qiao hesitated.

The sound of "that" seemed to overlap with a moment in the past, and a smile appeared on Cheng Lang's serious face: "That?"

"Then can you send me the stuff?"

“…”

As if the national treasure changed his face, Cheng Lang's smile disappeared in an instant: "Where will I send it?"

"Milan."

"Who is responsible for sending it to such a distance?"

"Ah, will you lose it? I used to send goods across countries, but I have never lost it."

"That's a big piece, what do you think of such a few pieces of paper?"

"What should I do? I won't go back to China now..."

"Don't go back to China?"

Gao Rui swallowed nervously and silently lit wax for Cheng Lang.
To be continued...