CHAPTER XXI
"Hello, my name is John St. Rotin Assandra. The man wore an old gemstone ring on his finger, "I'm Alice's biological father." ”
Father
Su Xiaoqi's eyes widened and she turned her head and looked at this man in his forties wearing a high-end woolen shirt.
"I've been looking for you for a long time...... Alice. The man hurried over to her, stared at her, and said, "You know, Alice, my heart has been dead since your disappearance. ”
"Wait, what are you talking about," her mind was a little confused, is this a plot that came out of there? What can she say, am I not your daughter?
Ahh
Wait, this world is a world that conforms to the laws of nature, and since it is a world that conforms to the laws, it is impossible for it to fall from the sky. This body that resembles her must have its parents and its birth history. So she has an identity that she doesn't even know about?
The intersection with Alan four years ago was purely accidental, but this accident led to five or six chapters of the plot direction being completely changed, and she fell all the way into the quagmire of the female supporting route - this is the malicious revenge of the plot king!
It's okay, it's okay, my father is here!
"Mr. John, are you going to take Alice there?" asked Alan with blue eyes turning to Mr. John.
Mr. John looked at her kindly and said, "I finally found her, so naturally I want to take her back, I am an antique dealer, and my family is currently planning to exhibit the collection of the painter Carlo Barovia." I'm going to take Alice and me with me to the Florence International Antiques Fair for a while. ”
She accidentally muttered, "Is it Italy? How do I look Chinese?"
"What's wrong with you? Kid, are you mad at me? You're of Asian descent, you're the fifth generation of the Asandra family. ”
Is she half-blood? No wonder her skin is so good that she looks so much prettier than she used to be - five generations of the Asandra family? How does it sound like the fifth generation of the vampire family or something?
Ahh
The man, who claimed to be her father, put his arms around her excitedly, "Sorry, baby, Daddy just found you now and made you suffer so much outside." ”
Well, she wasn't angry, she was adapting to the process of digesting the change, and she really didn't have much of an impression of this father. Unexpectedly, her identity turned out to be the daughter of an antique dealer. If she was the daughter of a wealthy merchant, how could she be in the slums at that time?
What's going on......
"When I came to the United States with you to attend an antique fair, you got lost outside the venue, and since you disappeared, I have used many avenues to find you. Daddy is going crazy missing you, come back with me, Alice. The man said to her.
Her father was a wealthy merchant from Italy, who ran an antique shop in Rome.
Well, such a family background made her a little frightened, and the glittering rich second-generation life flapped its wings and flew overhead, slamming on the top of her head, making her dizzy and dizzy.
For the author, she has no particularly lofty ideals and ambitions, her biggest dream is to live in a big house on a beautiful island overlooking the blue sea, when the morning sun shines in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, she stretches comfortably, then walks to the laptop, and starts typing on the keyboard to write.
Now, is this kind of life at her fingertips? Does she seem to have forgotten to collect a large breakup fee from the Rosehill family, and become a fat rich woman overnight?
She turned her head and said to Alan, "Alan, I have found my biological father, so I am going to Rome and Florence with my father. ”
His gaze lingered on her face for a while, "You're not going to stay in America anymore, are you?"
She smiled at him, "Alan, you're going home too, you see, how lucky we are to have found our own families." ”
"Let's bless each other. She stared at him.
"Okay, give me something. The boy lowered his eyelashes.
"Anything goes. ”
"Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow afternoon before I get on the plane with my father. ”
The next day, she met Alan before boarding the plane, and she pulled out an antique jewelry box from her tote bag, "It was a gift that my father gave me when he met me." ”
He looked up at her, the warm blue reflected in his eyes as clear as water, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "It's beautiful." ”
"I have something for you, too. ”
"Well, what is it?"
She heard the boy's faint chuckle. Then, her eyes widened in surprise, "Ai... Mugwort...... Lun. ”
An arm wrapped around the back of her head, and the light in front of her was obliterated by the dark shadow, and little by little, until the soft lips of the young man gently covered her lips.
It's a very simple kiss. A farewell before leaving.
He raised his head to look at her, Su Xiaoqi lowered his head as if nothing happened, she couldn't just treat him as a character in a story, the young man in front of him was a heartbeat, vivid, such a living and complete person.
If she looked at him for too long, she would forget about the world she was in.
Fortunately, I'm leaving, and all the reversed plots will be back on track. Alan will soon meet another person in his life, and they are a match made in heaven. In that case, he'll forget about himself very quickly, right?
She followed her father through the boarding tunnel to the plane. In the past few days since she and the Roman merchant met, he expressed his love for his daughter with a gesture, and this strong family affection was very moving.
"Master Alan?" a man in a Kabeige suit walked up to the young man's side.
"The Chacha Yasandra family. The boy said with an expressionless face. No matter who sent her, what purpose she had, why she hid her own background, why she approached herself, and if he let her go now, it didn't mean that she would be like this when she met him again in the future.
Looking out of the porthole, obscured by the thick clouds of the Pacific sky, she returns to Rome to join her father at next month's Florentine Antiques Fair, which will be held at the ancient and intact Palazzo Corsini.
She followed her father to Rome first, and he took her to a century-old shop called Kasrot antique shop in the south of the city.
They enter through the door of the store, and there are many arced arches, with simple lines and no intricate carvings, like historical tunnels, inviting people to explore the luxury and beauty of the past. The interior is elegant and dignified, and the space is perfectly divided, which sets off the exquisite antiques excellently, like walking into a never-ending treasure trove of art.
The dark-haired man, who was related to her identity, said to her, "I am the fourth generation of the Asandra family, having inherited the Catros antique shop thirty years ago. Our family's expertise in collecting has been successfully proven and reputed more than once. ”
Her father eventually took her to a gallery room, where the walls of the room were covered with a dozen oil paintings, delicately framed, and the golden sunlight shone in in a poetic and picturesque way.
Mr. John smiled at her and said, "My assistant and I are currently planning an exhibition of the collection of the painter Barovia, who is undoubtedly one of the most outstanding painters of the 18th century. ”
"Alice, you are the fifth generation of the Assandra family. Your mother went early, so I always took you with me. You will inherit this antique shop, and it is up to you to choose whether or not to actively develop the business inherited from your family. ”
Mr. John took her to dinner, and dinner began at eight o'clock and dragged on for a long time, until it was close to eleven o'clock in the evening, and the dishes were quite rich, comparable to French cuisine.
"Baby, do you like kefir?"
"Hmm. ”
"Some white wine. ”
"Drink white wine with fish, red wine with meat, and order ice?"
There are three dishes to be served, and the last dish is fresh fruit, ice cream and other sweets. "Come and try it, this old shop is famous for its ice cream, I remember you liked it the most when you were young!" She had been missing for so many years, from a little girl to a young girl, even if her personality became a little weird, her father did not care, Mr. John, his daughter was his daughter, no matter what it became.
In the next few days, Mr. John took her around the city of Rome, and they went into the jewelry store. "Alice, what kind of jewelry do you want? ruby or sapphire? Emerald goes well with you. ”
Then at the ready-to-wear store, he said, "These outfits can show your youthful energy, wrap them all." ”
The two of them wandered around the northern part of Rome, "Alice, do you have any antiques you like? I can buy them for you." ”
In order to make up for the lack of fatherly love in the past few years, Mr. John loved her very much, she was shocked, and it was a great blessing to have a good father!
After some time, they went to Florence, the "city of flowers" in Italian. This city, which is recognized as the cradle of the Renaissance, is famous for its typical sunshine in southern Europe, with clear blue skies and white clouds.
When she arrived in Florence, she learned that this was a global, influential event. The finest Italian antique art comes together during the fair.
There are more than 80 exhibitors in the fair, from Florence, Rome, Milan, London, Madrid, New York and other parts of the world.
This father, who had the best eye and taste as an antique shop owner, had a great eye and taste, and during her time with him at the fair, she had countless times for her own loneliness!
Mr. John said: "To do this business, you not only need to have good taste and insight, but also to deal with businessmen, scholars and planners who have a good reputation. She followed behind her father and listened to his conversations with academics, antiques connoisseurs, art dealers, art museum curators, and a variety of experts.
The father has a strong eye for appreciation and high taste, and as a daughter, she is unconsciously attracted to his conversation. She really realized that the rich second generation or something can't be unlearned!
Su Xiaoqi has involuntarily indulged in antique knowledge and worked hard to learn all the things. In order to make up for the lack of her knowledge, she is studying every day with various materials.
Mr. John was very impressed with his daughter's enthusiasm for learning, drew a planner for her, and told her, "To be an antique dealer requires intuition, insight, curiosity, energy, passion, and of course, a deep love for art." ”
"Alice, you can study art history at the University of Rome, the University of Jerusalem, and the Louvre Academy in France, and I recommend you to study at the Victoria and Albert Study Centre in London......"
"To be a good antique dealer, you need to have a passion, a solid foundation in art and scholarship, good taste and insight, and management experience and skills," said Mr. John. ”
By the time her eyes finally turned into mosquito eyes, the next four to six years were decided! She thought she had said goodbye to her days and nights of study!
She never imagined that she would go to so many schools, each of which gave her a real knowledge and understanding of a certain type of art form or a certain period of art history, and a deep fascination with that history and culture.
During this period, her vision and taste continued to evolve as she continued to engage in and explore the history of art.
When she returned to meet her father in an antique shop in Rome after her studies at the Louvre Academy, Mr. John said to her: "Alice, the best way to become a good antique collector is to prove your vision with the collection you have chosen." ”
Her father smiled at her and said, "Professionalism is important, but vision is as important as courage, and it would be even more perfect if the young lady of the Assandra family could have an outstanding courage......
"Collect your collection and sell your best collection at various major antique fairs. ”
"It's your card, at the auction, choose with your eyes. ”
- This is encouraging her to spend money!