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97. Returning to the Prosperous Age Wedding 1

"Uncle, thank you so much, ah ah, ah, I'm so happy, so happy that I can't describe my inner feelings at this moment."

She is such an easy-to-control little girl. Luo Mingxuan's pride grew stronger and he felt more confident.

"Lucifer is going back to China soon and is preparing to go to university in China. Mechelle, what do you think? Are you interested in coming to City

Don’t worry.”

Almost without hesitation, Mechelle's response came from the other side of the phone: "Okay, uncle, I'll go. I want to be with Mechelle forever, and I won't let other women take advantage of it."

"However, I am still in Switzerland now. I will go there as soon as possible in a few days. My uncle is waiting for me."

After a few more pleasantries, Luo Mingxuan put down the phone. At this moment, there was an unusually weird smile on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as a wild beast.

Then, he started laughing, his voice was so sinister, like a ghost. He kept laughing like that, and couldn't stop. He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

**.**.**.**

The night before leaving Italy, the planning and production teams returned to the Hotel Galeri Milano in Rome.

Because they were going back to China tomorrow, and Luo Xichen had already made up his mind to go back, the two of them were busy packing their luggage and going through the necessary procedures that night.

Su Wanqing didn't have many things, so she packed them up quickly. When she was bored alone, she would surf the Internet in the hotel room.

It is said that Google's translator is the best and most successful among browsers in the world, including translation between languages ​​in various countries, as well as transliteration.

Wan Qing has been thinking about the two Italian sentences Luo Xichen said in his ear that day when he was in the playground.

Some of the staff in the film crew and planning team were also proficient in Italian, but Wan Qing was too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask them for help, in case those two Italian sentences involved the privacy between her and Xi Chen and were spread out by others.

, the impact will not be great.

With this in mind, Su Wanqing opened the pre-saved file of the recording software on her mobile phone, faced the transliteration conversion of the Google browser on her computer, and switched the setting from Italian to Chinese.

After pressing the start button, Luo Xichen's gentle but firm voice came from the mobile phone player: "Lo amo lei.Lei e mia moglie."

Correspondingly, under the translated Chinese box, there is a short line of words.

"I love her. She's my wife."

Su Wanqing was completely stunned, and her cell phone dropped on the table with a "pop". She had lost the ability to think, and her mind went blank, as if she had suddenly fallen into an illusory dream, floating in vain.

At this moment, because of the automatic loop function of the mobile phone player, the recording file continuously played the words Luo Xichen said in a loop.

"Lo amo lei.Lei e mia moglie."

"Lo amo lei.Lei e mia moglie."

“I love her. She and my wife.”

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