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.

a cheery tune, and the flock of pigeons took flight. The birds flew merrily in the air,

go of Luke's hand and

and the sunlight was a

golden sun rays enveloped her among the

pigeon rested on

were yellow-brown. Its gaze was penetrating and arrogant, and it was not afraid of Bianca at all.

resounded in

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

tourists were dumbfounded by her beauty, and they turned their cameras

and ask, "Signorina, Lei e davvero bella, pud farsi un arnica con mi? (You're very beautiful, Miss. May we be

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

don't understand..." She blinked

young men looked at each other, but they did not give up. Just when they

hugging Bianca

Italian young men with hostility. "Mi displace,

men were

features and dark irises seemingly speckled with stars. He had a noble demeanor that the

together with the beautiful woman, it

young woman was

Italian young men shrugged and smiled sheepishly before going

They said that you're pretty, and they wanted your number. I told them that you're already my wife." Luke gently pinched her cheek and sighed. Having a beautiful wife could

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