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 flock of pigeons took flight. The birds flew merrily in the air, their

let go of Luke's hand and danced among the

clear without a cloud, and the sunlight

dressed in a pale blue dress. The golden sun rays

rested on

Its head had black feathers like a scarf, but the feathers at its stomach were yellow-brown. Its gaze was penetrating and arrogant, and it was not afraid of

resounded in

pigeon's wings. She seemed to be glowing under the

tourists were dumbfounded by her beauty, and they turned their

handsome young men could not resist but to walk up to her and ask, "Signorina, Lei e davvero bella, pud farsi un arnica con mi? (You're

the Italian they were saying. She stared blankly at the few

I don't understand..." She blinked

when they were about to try another pick-up line, Bianca felt

hugging

Italian young men with hostility. "Mi displace, e la mia amata

men

them had a handsome face with sculpted features and dark irises seemingly speckled with stars. He had a noble demeanor that the best artist would not be able to fully express with their

together with the beautiful woman, it was an

seemingly young woman

Italian young men shrugged and smiled

you tell those Italian young men, Luke?" "It's nothing. They said that you're pretty, and they wanted your number. I told them that you're already my