novelraw Chapter 942: Maybe Someone Is Right Here (1)
Chapter 942: Maybe Someone Is Right Here (1)
Chapter 942: Chapter 942: Maybe Someone Is Right Here (1)
The family of Zhuang Haoran?
Zhong Qiaohui blinked.
Although in Brazil, it was apparent that Zhuang Haoran seemed to have a special affection for Gu Nuan, it still felt exaggerated for Zhuang Haoran’s family to come and personally greet them.
The long red luxury car, under the sunlight, seemed to be coated with a layer of red gold light, dazzling to the eyes.
The symbol of wealth was self-evident.
Yet for Luxembourg, this country, despite its small size and population, had long surpassed the level of developed countries in terms of per capita income. It was the world’s second-largest trust center after the United States, with the most private banks of any country.
The rich here should be everywhere.
Oh, and I heard there are many castles here too.
Zhong Qiaohui stood on tiptoes and seemed to see the vague shadows of many castles in the clouds, sparking endless reverie, reminiscent of medieval Europe.
After the luxury car door opened, a man got out from the back seat.
His silver-gray suit glistened like a knight in silver armor under the light. His appearance was handsome, his facial features similar to Zhuang Haoran’s, except his eyebrows, unlike Haoran’s neat ones, were more distinctive, arched upwards like two quill pens.
From his appearance, he seemed not much older than Zhuang Haoran, but in fact, he was about seven or eight years older. He was the legendary older brother of Zhuang Haoran, Zhuang Haoxiong.
Zhuang Haoxiong leisurely left the car and walked towards Gu Nuan and her group.
Zhong Qiaohui watched him walk straight to Gu Nuan, then suddenly bent halfway down and took Gu Nuan’s hand.
Like the etiquette of an ancient knight meeting a lady, his lips lightly touched Gu Nuan’s fingertip.
Zhong Qiaohui suddenly felt her heart racing, thinking how foreign etiquette is quite different from domestic ones. Back home, whoever did this would probably get hit.
"Welcome to this place, Miss Gu." Rising to his full height, the knight’s lips curved, revealing a charming dimple alongside the mature allure of a man, infused with a ray of bright sunlight.
Gu Nuan felt his face was similar to Zhuang Haoran’s, and so was his smile. However, what was completely different was that she couldn’t detect any genuine smile in this man’s eyes.
"Thank you," Gu Nuan said, without any sign of reluctance.
The man turned and blinked his pretty blue-gray eyes at Zhong Qiaohui.
Zhong Qiaohui seemed startled, as he took her hand and, just like with Gu Nuan, lightly kissed the fingertip.
This scene happened just as Zhang Sanfeng came from behind and saw it.
Zhan Dapeng couldn’t help but glance nervously back at the situation.
Zhong Qiaohui apparently heard Zhuang Haoxiong say something to her, covered her mouth with a hand, and smiled, her smile radiant.
Zhuang Haoxiong did not immediately let go of the hand he’d kissed.
Zhang Sanfeng to the butler pushing her wheelchair said, "Let’s go."
Then their party brushed past Gu Nuan and her group, heading to the car first.
Zhong Qiaohui seemed to not even notice him walking past her.
Luca also seemed to sense the peculiar atmosphere and chimed in to say, "It’s a bit crowded here, why don’t we go first, send them to their accommodation, and then talk slowly."
According to Gu Nuan and her arrangement, they had originally booked a hotel here.
But Zhuang Haoxiong strongly invited them to stay at the Zhuang Family’s castle.
Hearing about staying in a castle, that is the dream of many girls, as if living in a castle turns them into a fairy-tale princess. Zhong Qiaohui was extremely excited, pulling Gu Nuan along, insisting on staying in the castle and saying that when she was chubby as a child, the only thing that comforted her young heart was her parents’ words, that the princess in the castle is a real princess, regardless of weight.