Ivanka Trump leaned against the wall of the corner of the alley, listening to the screams coming from the corner behind him and the muffled sound of his fist hitting him.

Her boyfriend... No, now he should be said to be his ex-boyfriend, and he is being beaten up, but she can't even have any sympathy.

Normally she didn't like violence, but when Jared told the truth in front of her, she really planned to slap him in the face. At this moment, the camera broke.

Jiang Feng appeared.

When Jiang Feng's first punch hit Jared in the face, she turned around and retreated, but did not go far, but stood outside and waited.

Soon, Jiang Feng appeared in front of Ivanka with a ragged SLR camera, and in his other hand, he held a handful of green dollars.

"Huh? You haven't left yet?" He was a little surprised.

Ivanka did not answer his question, but looked at the US dollar in Jiang Feng's hand in surprise.

"It didn't take long to beat someone, but it took some time to pick them up." Jiang Feng explained when he saw her looking at the money in his hand. At the same time, he stuffed all the money into his jeans' pocket.

Ivanka really doesn't know what expression she should use to express her true emotions in her heart right now.

"Of course my camera cannot be sacrificed in vain. Anyway, he voluntarily compensated me, so I don't want it." Jiang Feng said to Ivanka while stuffing money.

Seeing him trying hard to stuff the US dollar into his jeans pocket, Ivanka couldn't help but smile: "It's hard to imagine that Versace's spokesperson would care about such a little money."

"It's my turn, why don't you care?" Jiang Feng patted his pants pockets, making it look less bulging, so that people wouldn't think it was wrong. "So you said yesterday that you had an appointment today."

When I mentioned this, Ivanka looked bad: "No. I lied yesterday. I'm sorry..."

"Ah, I just knew..." Jiang Feng seemed very disappointed.

Ivanka couldn't help laughing again when she saw Jiang Feng's pitiful look. She stepped forward and took Jiang Feng's arm: "I have time now, do you have any arrangements?"

When the other party's soft body emitting the smell of perfume leaned up, Jiang Feng's heart was suddenly filled with happiness.

"I just exercised for a while and suddenly I was a little hungry..."

"I'll treat you to a meal, I know there's a delicious Italian restaurant. But you have to tell me why you're here."

"When talking about this, I have to sigh again about fate. At that time, I was wandering along the street and using the camera to discover those unknown beautiful scenery, I walked here unknowingly..." In the secluded alley between two cold and dull marble buildings, Jiang Feng and Ivanka held hands and walked towards the sunny street outside. "Look, I said we are very destined, beautiful lady?"

At the corner behind them, there were several trash cans that looked like nothing from the outside, but when you approached, you would find a man curled up in it with a torn dress. He had a ragged hair and a bloody face. From his blood-stained face, you would never tell that he was once a handsome young man, his body mixed with the garbage. His wrinkled clothes that looked like rags had completely lost the light of high-end clothing.

...

After having a delicious Italian meal in a high-end restaurant, it was already time for the lights to come on.

It is midsummer now, and the night always comes later. It is said that the lights are on, but in fact it is already half past eight.

Nightlife has just begun.

Jiang Feng really wanted to invite Ivanka to continue playing, but he couldn't imagine that he could go there. Wherever the nightclub seemed to be in line with the temperament of the princess in front of him.

Besides... during dinner, Ivanka took the initiative to talk to him about his affairs with Jared Cusner. As he spoke, his mood became gloomy again.

After leaving the restaurant, Ivanka said first without waiting for Jiang Feng to speak: "I'm so sorry, Jiang, I'm a little tired..."

Of course Jiang Feng knew what that meant, and he just declined again...

Although he was unwilling to give up, Jiang Feng could only accept this result.

In fact, this has been a huge improvement. You should know that yesterday he had to go up and chat with him. It was even more delusional to ask for a beautiful woman out alone.

But people are always greedy, which has become the driving force for human progress...

"Okay, I understand..." He had to pretend to be gentlemanly, but the disappointment on his face could not be concealed.

Seeing Jiang Feng so disappointed, even Ivanka couldn't help feeling a little pity, thinking that he was too cruel to him?

"Okay, Jiang, don't think too much. I'm really tired this time. Are you free tomorrow?"

As the turn of the circles turned, the goddess of fate seemed to smile at Jiang Feng again. He realized that Ivanka was taking the initiative to ask him, which was the first time! He had contacted her several times! If he couldn't catch such an opportunity, he could really die!

"I have time! I have time all day!" He nodded excitedly.

"I leave Italy the day after tomorrow. I still have one more day. I can accompany you wherever you want."

"I can go anywhere!"

Seeing him so excited, Ivanka couldn't help laughing: "Is there a 'where' place in Milan?"

"Ha!" Jiang Feng was also amused by himself, "How is the Cathedral of Bishop Milan?"

"Okay, we will meet there tomorrow at 10:30 tomorrow morning."

After the two sides agreed on the time and location of the meeting, Jiang Feng called a taxi for the other party and sent Ivanka back to the hotel.

...

Piazza Duomo in Milan, Italy is the real center of Milan, with famous attractions such as the famous Cathedral of the Bishop of Milan and the Cross Corridor of Emmanuel II.

When the sun is shining, there is always a shortage of artists selling arts in this square. They either use music and their singing voices, brushes in their hands, or simply use their strange but creative performances to attract the attention of tourists and earn money in the hands of tourists.

When Ivanka Trump walked into the square, a clown performing a comedy appeared in front of her and was performing to her with great effort. His funny movements and exaggerated expressions made Ivanka smile.

But she didn't stop for too long because she was not here to hang out today, she was here to make an appointment, she was afraid that Jiang Feng would wait too long. It was already ten o'clock now, ten minutes later than the time they agreed yesterday.

Being late is by no means a virtue.

Thinking of this, she took out a note and wanted to hand it to the clown, and then continued to move forward.

Thinking of the clown, he waved his hand to the rejection, then stepped aside and promoted his performance to other tourists.

Ivanka frowned and felt strange. Are there any street performers who don’t have money?

When she turned around, she saw a short-haired girl carrying a guitar, jumping in front of her eyes, singing happily: "...When you are unhappy, the devil will smile on her face. When the sun shines everywhere, he will turn around and run away. I know the devil will not be happy because I never frown. Maybe we will keep smiling and he will get tired of wandering around... So if you always feel in trouble, or always stop, open your heart and let the sun shine in!"

Ivanka originally planned to continue walking, but when she heard what the lyrics the girl sang meant, she slowed down.

The bright sunshine in Milan in the morning made the entire Duomo Square look particularly beautiful. When the cool summer sun shines on Ivanka, she feels very warm, the kind of warmth that sprouts from the depths of her heart. It makes her feel extremely comfortable.

She even closed her eyes and stood in the warm sunshine and listened quietly to the song.

The short-haired girl continued to sing, her voice gradually drifting away: "So let the sun shine in, smile at it with teeth; those who can smile will never lose, those who only frown will never win. Let the sun shine in, smile at it with teeth, open your heart, let the sun shine in... Those who can smile will never lose, those who only frown will never win..."

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

...

Jiang Feng looked at Ivanka's smiling face from a distance, picked up the camera and pressed the shutter.

The sun shone on her fair and clean face, reflecting a dazzling light, and she was shrouded in this golden light, just like a saint.

So beautiful! He exclaimed in his heart.

...

Ivanka felt that she had a beautiful dream just now. When she opened her eyes again, she still had a smile on her face, and the sun shone on her face, leaving her lips and teeth fragrant.

She felt like she was reborn, feeling full of vitality and spirit.

She continued to walk towards the agreed destination of the Bishop of Milan.

At this time, another person appeared in front of her.

A young man with long curly hair dressed casually, and at first glance, a wandering singer came to her with a guitar, and sang affectionately at her: "My life is so beautiful, my love is so innocent; I met the angel in my heart, and I believe it without doubt. In the quiet subway, she smiled at me, and another man was following me. But I will not lose my soul because I secretly made up my mind-you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful. You are so beautiful, no one can deny it..."

The young singer sang around Ivanka over and over again at her: "You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful. You are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful..."

This is the most direct compliment and the boldest love song.

No woman doesn't like others to praise her beauty. Even though she grew up in a honey pot, Ivanka who is not lacking in praise. When Trump heard such singing and praise, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

(To be continued)
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