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.

cheery tune, and the flock of pigeons took flight. The birds flew merrily in the air, their snow-white wings

surprise. She let go of Luke's hand and danced among

cloud, and the sunlight was a

dressed in a pale blue dress. The golden sun rays enveloped

pigeon rested

Its gaze was penetrating and arrogant,

resounded in the

the pigeon's wings. She seemed to be

by her beauty, and they turned their

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

they were saying. She stared blankly at the few Italian

I don't understand..." She

not give up. Just when they were

was hugging

young men with hostility. "Mi displace, e la mia amata moglie. (I'm sorry, she is my

young men

seemingly speckled with stars. He had a noble demeanor

together with the beautiful woman,

young woman

Italian young men shrugged and smiled sheepishly before

left, Bianca 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 they wanted your number. I told them