When Joseph thought Xia Yunjie was a devil from hell, in Haizhou City, Jiangnan Province, China, Zhang Guohai and his son, Zheng Yizhe, the son of the executive vice mayor of Haizhou City, and He Shishuang, the popular actress of Haizhou TV, woke up from the nightmare. They were all sweating profusely, and looked at the dark outside with endless fear.

Since they came back from that charity party, they had the same nightmare as soon as they fell asleep. Countless evil spirits rushed towards them, and countless creepy bugs crawled on their bodies...

Zhang Lei, who was afraid to fall asleep, dragged his legs downstairs with his trembling legs, and wanted to drink a cup of coffee to refresh himself, until dawn. However, when Zhang Lei dragged his legs downstairs, he found that the lights in the living room were on. His father, a big man who was once a tycoon in the business world of Jiangnan Province, was holding a cup of hot coffee. However, his hands were trembling and his face was pale.

"Dad, why are you not sleeping because you are so late?" Zhang Lei asked with a hint of surprise.

"I can't sleep, where are you? What else are you going to get down in the middle of the night?" Zhang Guohai didn't want to show any inner fear in front of his son, and asked as calmly as possible.

"I, I..." Zhang Lei wanted to speak but stopped. He really didn't know how to speak to his father. He had been dreaming about evil spirits these days, and disgusting insects were coming in and out of his body.

"What do I do? I am a thirty-year-old, and even the words are not good. You really disappoint me." Zhang Guohai said angrily. The more he saw this son, the less useful he saw. He didn't say that he lost money in Macau gambling. He offended Xia Yunjie at the charity party that day, so that Yang Yangying directly interrupted the cooperation with him. As for having nightmares every day, Zhang Guohai suspected that it was Xia Yunjie's tricks, but he couldn't believe that a person could be so terrifying and weird.

"This, I have been having nightmares these days, so I can't sleep." Zhang Lei saw his father scolding him, so he had to tell the truth.

"You have nightmares too?" Zhang Guohai blurted out and made his debut after hearing this.

"Dad, are you too?" Zhang Lei blurted out at his father.

Father and son looked at me, I looked at you, and suddenly they thought of someone at the same time, and they couldn't help but tremble, with panic indescribable in their eyes.

Before leaving that day, Xia Yunjie gave them a sentence, "I wish you a good dream every day." At that time, they had not really understood the meaning, and only thought it was a sarcastic word. Now they realized that this was a "good dream".

"Dad, what should we do now?" Zhang Lei asked in a trembling voice.

"I think Su Zhiyan, Yang Yangying and Xia Yunjie have a good relationship. Now the only way is to find Su Zhiyan and Yang Ying and ask them to help you come forward and talk about the relationship. Maybe things will turn around." Zhang Guohai thought for a while and said bitterly.

When Zhang Guohai and his son were frowning, Zheng Yizhe and He Shishuang finally understood what a terrible big man they had offended.

However, when they understood that Xia Yunjie was already in Italy thousands of miles away and arrived at the five-star luxury hotel in Braze in the center of Rome.

The Braze Hotel is more grand than many of the Roman buildings that Xia Yunjie saw on the streets, and the majestic building gives people a feeling of being as majestic as a mountain.

The hotel lobby is also decorated in a very grand manner. Xia Yunjie's English is now very easy. He pulled his suitcase and chatted with the beautiful lady at the front desk for a few words, and then successfully checked in a single room.

The room was very neat, and the decoration inside, including the hanging murals, seemed to bring people back to the glorious historical era of Rome.

After taking a shower, she released her spiritual consciousness and searched carefully with the hotel as the center, but found no trace of the hair slaughter. Xia Yunjie got up and walked out of the room.

Since he has arrived in Rome, Xia Yunjie does not want to miss this world-famous ancient city.

Hotel Braze has two open-air balconies with views of Rome.

Although it was almost ten o'clock, the night seemed to have just begun for the Romans. The lights on the open-air balcony were shining, filled with tables and chairs that looked very romantic.

Tourists from all over the world and Italians sat leisurely on chairs, with a cup of coffee, beer or red wine in front of the table, drinking and chatting.

Although Chinese people are becoming increasingly open now, compared with foreigners, Xia Yunjie found that it was still a lot worse. Xia Yunjie could hardly see a woman dressed very tightly, almost all of whom were wearing low-collared vests or T-shirts. The cleavage that is difficult to see in China is almost always seen here at a glance. Moreover, the large breasts of foreign women squeezed the groove very deep, and some even showed half of their breasts, which was eye-catching.

However, Xia Yunjie found that a large number of foreign women's skin was rough, which made the tempting trench less beautiful in the eyes of oriental people.

Xia Yunjie found a corner to sit down. A waitress wearing a skirt and tightly wrapped her butt walked over with a smile.

Xia Yunjie ordered a bottle of the most famous local Monadi beer, and then crossed his legs while enjoying the night view of Rome while leisurely drinking ice beer.

"Dear Miss Yang, you are so beautiful and sexy. If I hadn't gotten married yet, I would definitely marry you." As I was drinking, Xia Yunjie heard words of compliment that made him feel very unnatural, because the voice was frivolous and old.

"Thank you for your praise from Mr. Scola." As soon as the frivolous and old voice fell, Xia Yunjie heard a familiar voice.

Subconsciously, Xia Yunjie turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw three people sitting at a table beside the railing of the terrace, two women and one man. The women were both Chinese, one of them was Yang Xiaomei, the third place player of the Miss World who danced with Xia Yunjie in the Spring City Rich Club, and the man was an Italian old man who should be at least in his sixties. His wrinkled double chin and big eye bags reminded Xia Yunjie that it was this old man who told Yang Xiaomei that if he was not married yet, he would definitely marry Yang Xiaomei, and he couldn't help feeling as disgusting as eating a fly.
Chapter completed!