Ivanka *** leaned against the corner wall of the alley, listening to the screams and the thud of fists hitting flesh from around the corner behind her.

Her boyfriend... no, former boyfriend, was being beaten, and she couldn't muster a shred of sympathy.

Normally, she didn't like violence, but after Jared spoke those truths in front of her, she really wanted to slap him. Just then, the camera broke.

Chen Hero appeared.

When Chen Hero's first punch landed squarely on Jared's face, she turned and retreated, but didn't go far, waiting outside.

Soon, Chen Hero emerged with a battered SLR camera in one hand and a wad of green dollars in the other.

"Oh? You're still here?" He seemed surprised.

Ivanka didn't answer his question, but stared in astonishment at the money in Chen Hero's hand.

"Beating him up didn't take long, but picking up this cash took a while," Chen Hero explained, seeing her gaze fixed on the money. He stuffed it all into his jeans pocket.

Ivanka really didn't know what expression to use to properly convey her true feelings at this moment.

"I couldn't let my camera be sacrificed for nothing. Anyway, he voluntarily compensated me. Only a fool would refuse," Chen Hero said to Ivanka as he stuffed the money away.

Seeing him struggling to cram the bills into his jeans pocket, Ivanka couldn't help but smile. "It's hard to imagine the face of Versace would care about such a small amount of money."

"What's mine is mine. Why wouldn't I care?" Chen Hero patted his pockets to make them look less bulging, lest someone get the wrong idea. "So that appointment you mentioned yesterday was this."

Ivanka's expression darkened at the mention of this. "No, I lied yesterday. I'm sorry..."

"Ah, I knew it..." Chen Hero seemed dejected.

Seeing Chen Hero's pitiful look, Ivanka couldn't help but laugh again. She took a step forward and hooked her arm through his. "I have time now. Do you have plans?"

When the soft body exuding perfume pressed against him, Chen Hero's heart was filled with happiness.

"I just exercised, and I'm suddenly a little hungry..."

"I'll treat you to dinner. I know a really good Italian restaurant. But you have to tell me why you were there."

"Speaking of that, I have to marvel at fate again. I was strolling along the street, using my lens to discover unknown beautiful scenery, and I unknowingly walked here..." In the cold, quiet alley between two cold, rigid marble buildings, Chen Hero and Ivanka walked hand-in-hand toward the bustling, sunny street outside.

"See? I told you we were meant to be, beautiful lady?"

Behind them, around the corner, were several trash cans. From the outside, they looked ordinary, but when you got closer, you would find a man curled up inside, his clothes torn, his hair disheveled, and his face covered in blood. From his blood-stained face, you could never tell he had once been a handsome young man. His clothes, mixed with garbage and wrinkled like a rag, had completely lost their high-end glamour.

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After a delicious Italian meal at a high-end restaurant, dusk was falling.

It was high summer, and the nights came later. Though they called it dusk, it was actually half past eight.

The nightlife was just beginning.

Chen Hero really wanted to invite Ivanka to keep hanging out, but he couldn't think of where to go. Nightclubs didn't seem to suit the temperament of the princess in front of him.

Moreover... during dinner, Ivanka had taken the initiative to talk about her and Jared Kushner, and as she spoke, her mood turned gloomy again.

Leaving the restaurant, Ivanka spoke before Chen Hero could. "I'm sorry, Hero. I'm a little tired..."

Chen Hero knew what that meant, another polite refusal...

Though unwilling, Chen Hero could only accept it.

Actually, this was already a huge improvement. Yesterday, he could only go up and chat. Asking her out alone was just wishful thinking.

But people are always greedy, and that's the driving force behind human progress...

"Okay, I understand..." He had to feign a gentlemanly demeanor, but he couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.

Seeing Chen Hero's disappointment, even Ivanka couldn't help but feel a touch of pity, wondering if she was being too cruel to him.

"Okay, Hero. Don't overthink it. I'm really tired this time. Are you free tomorrow?"

Things had taken a turn for the better. The goddess of fate seemed to be smiling at Chen Hero again. He realized that Ivanka was actively asking him out. This was unprecedented! He had met her several times, and this was the first! If he couldn't seize this opportunity, he might as well die!

"I'm free! I'm free all day!" He nodded excitedly.

"I'm leaving Italy the day after tomorrow. I have one day left. Wherever you want to go, I can go with you."

"I can go anywhere!"

Seeing his excitement, Ivanka couldn't help but laugh. "Is there a place called 'anywhere' in Milan?"

"Ha!" Chen Hero was amused by himself. "How about the Milan Cathedral?"

"Okay, tomorrow morning at ten thirty, we'll meet there."

After agreeing on a time and place to meet, Chen Hero called a taxi for her and sent Ivanka back to her hotel.

Watching the taxi carrying Ivanka drive away, Chen Hero waved his fist like he was celebrating a goal.

At this moment, he really wanted to show Dekula that concrete could be loosened!

I have a diamond drill, I'm not afraid of porcelain work!

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The Piazza del Duomo in Milan, Italy, is the true center of Milan, home to famous attractions such as the Milan Cathedral and the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II.

When the sun shines, the square is always filled with street performers who use music and their singing voices, or the brushes in their hands, or simply their bizarre but creative performances to attract the attention of tourists and earn money from their hands.

As Ivanka *** walked into the square, a clown performing slapstick appeared in front of her, enthusiastically performing for her. His funny movements and exaggerated expressions made Ivanka smile.

But she didn't linger, because she wasn't here to stroll around today. She was here for a date, and she was afraid of making Chen Hero wait too long. It was already ten forty, ten minutes later than they had agreed yesterday.

Being late is never a virtue.

Thinking this, she took out a bill to give to the clown before continuing on.

Unexpectedly, the clown waved his hand in refusal, then stepped aside and began to promote his performance to other tourists.

Ivanka frowned, finding it strange. Were there street performers who didn't want money?

When she turned around, she saw a short-haired girl with a guitar slung over her shoulder, jumping and singing happily in front of her: "...When you're always unhappy, the devil smiles. When the sun shines everywhere, he will turn and flee. I know the devil won't be happy, because I never frown. Maybe we'll keep smiling, and he'll get tired of wandering around... So if you always feel like you're in trouble, or you're always stuck, open your heart and let the sunshine in!"

Ivanka had intended to continue walking, but when she understood the meaning of the girl's lyrics, she slowed down.

The bright morning sun of Milan made the entire Piazza del Duomo particularly beautiful. When the summer sun shone on Ivanka, she felt very warm, a warmth that sprouted and sublimated from the depths of her heart. It made her feel incredibly comfortable.

She even had the urge to close her eyes and stand in the warm sunlight, quietly listening to this song.

The short-haired girl continued to sing, her voice fading into the distance: "So let the sunshine in, smile at it; those who smile will never lose, those who only frown will never win. Let the sunshine in, smile at it, open your heart and let the sunshine in... Those who smile will never lose, those who only frown will never win..." (Note: Song is "Let_the_sun_shine_in" by Frente)

In the singing, Ivanka's mood gradually improved, and she began to smile.

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Chen Hero watched Ivanka smiling from a distance, raised his camera, and pressed the shutter.

The sunlight shone on her fair and clean face, reflecting a dazzling light. Her whole person was enveloped in this golden light, like a saint.

So beautiful...

He sighed in his heart.

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Ivanka felt like she had just had a beautiful dream. When she reopened her eyes, she still had a smile on her face, and the sunlight on her face left a lingering fragrance on her lips.

She felt reborn, filled with vitality and spirit.

She continued to walk toward her destination, the Milan Cathedral.

Another person appeared before her.

A young man with curly hair, casually dressed like a wandering singer, came up to her with a guitar and sang to her with deep affection: "My life is brilliant, my love is pure; I saw an angel, of that I'm sure. She smiled at me on the subway, she was with another man. But I won't lose no sleep on that, 'cause I've got a plan—You're beautiful, you're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true..." (Song is "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt)

The young singer circled Ivanka, singing to her again and again: "You're beautiful, you're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true..."

This was the most direct compliment, the boldest love song.

No woman doesn't like to be praised for her beauty, even Ivanka ***, who grew up in a honey pot and was not lacking in compliments, couldn't help but beam when she heard such songs and praise.

But at the same time, she also began to find it strange. The square was crowded with tourists, and there were many street performers, but why did they all only look for her? Why were they all coming up to her one after another? First the clown performance, then two people singing for her.

She felt both happy and surprised, a real mix of surprise and joy.

She wanted to take out money, but the wandering singer walked away.

Ivanka continued to walk forward, and a painter suddenly came up to her and handed her a carefully drawn sketch.

"Is this for me?" she asked in surprise.

The painter nodded, gave her a thumbs up, and turned to leave.

The subject of the painting was Ivanka *** herself, drawing her as she closed her eyes and listened to the singing in the sunlight. Her head was slightly raised, her eyes were closed, and she was smiling. The painter used simple black and white colors and sketch lines to create a bright, sunny, and radiant effect, and even Ivanka was surprised by her own smile.

She wondered – is this really me?

Such a radiant smile actually appeared on her face... Ever since she found out that her ex-boyfriend was cheating on her, even if she smiled, it was just a perfunctory response. A smile from the depths of her heart had not appeared since then.

Looking at herself in the painting, Ivanka was a little dazed.

When she came back to her senses, she looked up and saw a handsome man standing in front of her, smiling, his deep eyes seeming to send her an electric current.

Ivanka thought he was coming up to chat her up, so she prepared to refuse. "I'm sorry..."

Unexpectedly, the handsome man simply held out his empty hands, turned his palms up and down, and then clapped his hands, as if to show her something.

While Ivanka was confused and didn't understand what was happening, she saw the handsome man move his left hand over his right hand, and his right hand flipped over, revealing a delicate rose!

Ivanka completely didn't expect it, and couldn't help but exclaim. "Oh my god!"

The people who had been watching since the short-haired girl started singing couldn't help but whistle and applaud. They all thought that this handsome man had learned a magic trick to show his love to the woman he loved. In romantic Milan, stories of street proposals happened every day, but it was rare to see someone put so much thought and effort into showing their love. Many people expressed their blessings with applause and whistles.

Unexpectedly, after the magician handed the rose to Ivanka, he pointed behind her, then stepped back directly, disappeared into the crowd, and was soon gone.

Ivanka looked in the direction the magician was pointing and saw Chen Hero holding a camera and looking at her with a smile!

She looked down again and saw a small card clipped to the flower.

She took it out, unfolded it, and saw a line of small words written on it: "Being happy is more important than anything."

To be honest, the handwriting was very ugly, not the kind of flowing, fancy handwriting. At first glance, it looked like a student who was just learning to write in English...

Ivanka was smiling, but biting her lower lip tightly, her eyes seemed to be about to drop something at any moment...

She lowered her head, afraid to look up lest others see her wet eyes.

At this moment, she heard Chen Hero's voice.

"The handwriting is a bit ugly, don't mind."

Ivanka shook her head vigorously.

"I know you don't lack money, so there's nothing good to give, so I'll just give you happiness. Hey, the most important thing in life is to be happy..."

Before he could finish his words, Ivanka threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

At this moment, Chen Hero felt his heart stop beating...

The onlookers discovered that this man was the male protagonist, and enthusiastically offered their sincere blessings with whistles, cheers, and applause.

Some people were also booing: "Hugging is not enough! Kiss! Kiss!! Woo—"

Amid the booing, Ivanka raised her head, the tears in her eyes having already been wiped off on Chen Hero, but her eyes and nose were still a little red.

She stared at the Chinese boy in front of her, and Chen Hero also stared at her affectionately. The two people approached each other slowly, closer and closer, until finally... they kissed.

The applause and cheers became even more enthusiastic.

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ps, the fourth update is here, there will be another update in the evening, if nothing unexpected happens, at ten o'clock in the evening~~

Also, continue to ask for monthly tickets, can the monthly tickets be pushed up this month?