Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 880 A Familiar Face from the Past

Luke knew that Bianca loved to look at the architecture of foreign countries, especially European architecture. That was why Luke decided to bring her there for the honeymoon.

Three days later, a gigantic cruise ship docked at the port of Venice, Italy's famous "Floating City."

Venice was full of history. Piazza San Marco, Palazzo Ducale, the opera house, and the basilica were the famous attractions that oozed culture and beauty.

Tourists of many different countries were wandering the city.

Piazza San Marco was the liveliest spot in Venice. It had been the social, religious, and political center of the city, and it was a must-visit landmark of the city.

Surrounding the public square were many cafes, boutiques, and specialty stores that attracted visitors from different countries.

Near the square was an open field with neatly trimmed grass, exquisite corridors, a beautiful musical fountain, and flocks of pure white pigeons.

The musical fountain was surrounded by various sculptures, forming a harmonious scene with the buildings that surrounded it.

There were many street performers. Some were playing the violin, while some were selling paintings.

The entire square was brimming with an artistic atmosphere.

Luke and Bianca wandered around the plaza for a while. Then, she pulled him to the side and watched someone paint.

The birds flew merrily in the air, their

cried out in surprise. She let go of Luke's hand and danced

sky was clear without a cloud, and the sunlight

golden sun rays enveloped her among the flock of

pigeon rested on Bianca's

were yellow-brown. Its gaze was penetrating and arrogant, and

laughter resounded in

ink, contrasting her skin which was fairer than the pigeon's wings. She seemed to be glowing under the sunlight,

dumbfounded by her beauty, and

to walk up to her and ask, "Signorina, Lei e davvero bella, pud farsi un arnica con mi? (You're very beautiful,

Italian they were saying. She stared blankly at the few Italian young men who were grinning

I don't understand..." She blinked

they were about to

was hugging

those Italian young men with hostility. "Mi displace, e

young men

before them had a handsome face with sculpted features and dark irises seemingly speckled with stars. He had a noble

with the beautiful woman,

woman was already someone else's

and smiled sheepishly

tugged Luke's arm curiously and asked, "What did you tell those Italian young men, Luke?" "It's nothing. They said that you're pretty, and