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Chapter 368 - Going To Venice Film Festival

Chapter 368: Going To Venice Film Festival

Yun Xiangxiang woke up in Song Mian’s arms. She turned her head to find out that he was already awake. His head was propped with one hand, and he stared at her intently.

Yun Xiangxiang smiled at him and teased, “Aren’t you bored seeing me every day?”

Song Mian did not answer, and the corners of his lips gradually curved into a beautiful arc. He looked at her with his charming eyes and shook his head gently.

Yun Xiangxiang was close to him and saw his purple-black eyes like magnificent transparent emeralds, reflecting her small face.

Yun Xiangxiang didn’t care that she woke up early and did not wash up. She leaned forward and kissed him on the face, “Good morning, Mr. Song.”

The corners of Song Mian’s eyebrows and eyes were filled with happiness. He leaned down and kissed her face, “Good morning, Ms. Yun.”

Both of them looked at each other after they finished speaking and couldn’t help laughing sweetly.

The morning sun fell outside the window, and the sunlight penetrated the room. There was a cozy vibe lingering in the whole room.

It was still someone else’s house. Yun Xiangxiang found that her strength had been restored after a night’s sleep and wanted to wake up early to do morning exercise.

But Song Mian stopped her, “You can’t do any vigorous exercise during this time, it will hurt your spleen.”

“I’m listening to the doctor’s advice, but I also want to breathe some fresh air.” Yun Xiangxiang requested, “You hold my hand and walk with me in the garden?”

“It’s my honor.” Song Mian held Yun Xiangxiang and walked around the garden of the Tang family.

The garden was vast. It was pure Chinese style retro construction, with rockery and strange rocks, small bridges overflowing water, and a profound courtyard.

It was quiet and elegant, and there were a lot of flowers planted in the garden. A gust of wind occasionally blew, and the aroma of delicate fragrance wafted through the air.

Yun Xiangxiang looked sideways at Song Mian. He looked more dazzling and charming in the sun. She felt that holding hands and walking silently with such a person every day was also quite a unique happiness.

After walking for half an hour, Yun Xiangxiang went to the Tang’s dining room for breakfast with Song Mian. The large table was full of food.

There were small plates of different delicate dishes. Yun Xiangxiang was dazzled and didn’t know if huge families had such a lavish breakfast.

After breakfast, Yun Xiangxiang asked Song Mian, “When are we leaving?”

It was the 28th today, and she promised to join them in Venice today. She originally planned to take off last night, but she could not do so in yesterday’s state.

Fortunately, it was six hours later than here, and she could still arrive in Venice on the 28th.

“I have asked Song Yao to prepare. We would leave at one o’clock after lunch.” It would strictly be dinner time when she arrived.

Yun Xiangxiang would not have a good rest on the plane at this time, and she could sleep on the flight after lunch.

According to her current physical condition, she would sleep for about five to six hours, wake up to read a book, or talk to him and have dinner after getting off the plane. It would not delay her rest at night.

In fact, Yun Xiangxiang would rather not go if she could. However, she had promised Wu Zhao she would go a long time ago. Not to mention her company had already prepared a press release for her, but Deng Yao had also prepared a dress for her.

If she didn’t go, many people’s hard work would be in vain. Yun Xiangxiang could not be so capricious.

They still had lunch at the Tang’s family house. The Tang’s family prepared many authentic dishes from Guangdong Province to serve Yun Xiangxiang.

Before they were ready to go to the airport, Master Tang gave Yun Xiangxiang a precious jade pendant. It was said to be handed down from the Han Dynasty. Yun Xiangxiang’s hands nearly trembled with fright.

“Grandpa Tang, this thing is too expensive.” Yun Xiangxiang was not over courteous, but it was too expensive.

“This is just a token. The Tang family involved you this time. You are giving face to this old man by not blaming me, but we should still express our gratitude to you. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come and find me.” Master Tang did not allow Yun Xiangxiang to refuse.

Yun Xiangxiang looked at Song Mian for help, but Song Mian said, “It’s not good to refuse something given by the elders.”

Yun Xiangxiang could only accept it. Tang Suran also gave Yun Xiangxiang a gift, “It’s a thank-you gift. You have to accept it.”

Yun Xiangxiang had already accepted the old man’s ancient jade, so there was no need to reject Tang Suran’s gift, but Yun Xiangxiang did not open it.

Yun Xiangxiang opened the retro-style box on the plane. It was an exquisite feather fan.

The upper half of the fan was made of white and soft feathers, and the lower half of the fan was made of transparent tulle with exquisite gold silk and colored thread embroidery.

There was a waft of fragrance as soon as the fan was unfolded, and a person would be able to feel a pleasant floral fragrance in the wind when he fanned himself.

“This fan has a history of more than two hundred years.” Song Mian’s sharp eyes could tell with just a glance at it.

“It’s an antique.” Yun Xiangxiang liked this feather fan very much. It was very delicate and beautiful.

But after she fiddled with the fan for a while, she started to get sleepy. Just as Song Mian thought, she slept for nearly six hours, and it was Song Mian who woke her up for dinner.

Simple meals could be made on a private jet. Song Mian took Yun Xiangxiang’s body into account and cooked a bowl of noodles.

“It’s delicious. What did you put in the noodles?” Yun Xiangxiang thought this was the most delicious noodle she had ever eaten.

“I used some seafood to prepare the soup,” said Song Mian as though it was just a piece of cake for him.

Yun Xiangxiang nodded her head. She finished a bowl and smiled at him. Her eyes shined with desire.

“Don’t eat if you are not hungry. If you like it, I’ll make it for you another day. Overeating is not good for your stomach.” Even if noodles were nourishing food for the stomach, Yun Xiangxiang’s current physical condition could not handle it.

Yun Xiangxiang could only give up aggrievedly. Song Mian handed her a few books, “Your new subjects for the next semester.”

Sure enough, Yun Xiangxiang pushed food to the back of her mind. She had many things to do during the holiday and occasionally consolidated the content of what she learned in the last semester. She would be a sophomore in the next semester and would have new subjects.

Since new students were entering school in the new year, they would start relatively late this semester, which was on September 3rd.

Yun Xiangxiang hoped to rush back as much as possible. The application rate of Qingdao University was surprisingly high, and many people knew that Yun Xiangxiang’s influence played a huge role.

The department head contacted her before and hoped she would join the welcoming freshman party to encourage the new students.

After all, no one knew whether any of the new students were there for her.

Although Yun Xiangxiang was willing to join, she still refused. She didn’t have time to rehearse, but she would try to show up at the welcoming party.

“I will only shoot “Flying Sky” in the next semester.” Yun Xiangxiang made the decision a long time ago.

She was busy and had no time. “Flying Sky” would start to shoot on October 1, which happened to be a holiday. Yun Xiangxiang also happened to study in the school for a month.

But it might not be as easy as before as the major in computer science was both theoretical and practical.

Song Mian gave her the book in advance, and she naturally plunged into it. If she had anything she did not understand, she would ask Song Mian directly.