Yan Wenran's words are indeed right, Sicily does not give people the feeling that other cities can compare.

The passionate, free and unrestrained nature that comes out of people's bones is like the feeling of dancing around the fire at a bonfire.

Yan Wenran seemed to be very familiar with everything here, and even the street vendors could easily recognize her and talk to her. The two of them walked from afternoon to evening, and even the sun had gone down and it was getting dark.

Bai Qimeng and Yan Wenran walked slowly on the way back, leisurely enjoying the beautiful scenery and food of the entire island.

Occasionally, I would receive flowers from some enthusiastic people on the side of the road, just like now.

"Miss Beauty, this rose is a perfect match for your beauty, and I give it to you." The man said, sending a bouquet of roses from the flower shop to Bai Qimeng.

However, the man spoke Italian, and Bai Qimeng couldn't understand it, so he could only turn his head to look at Yan Wenran in confusion.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared behind the two.

"I'm sorry sir, she has a husband, and she can't accept your kindness." Yan Weiming replied in Italian, and after speaking, he hugged Bai Qimeng in his arms.

Yan Wenran was obviously taken aback and turned his head suddenly.

Bai Qimeng's reaction was faster than Yan Wenran's, and after feeling the familiar gaze, he turned his head to look at the man beside him, and grinned unconsciously.

Yan Weiming lowered his eyes, looking at Bai Qimeng's gaze as gentle as water, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

The man in front of him watched this scene, withdrew his hand playfully, said 'sorry' and returned to the store.

"Why are you here?" Bai Qimeng wondered.

"Take you to dinner." After Yan Weiming finished speaking, he took Bai Qimeng and Yan Wenran out of the side street and got into the car to leave.

Yan Weiming sat in the front seat of the car, Bai Qimeng and Yan Wenran sat in the back seat respectively, the car drove all the way back to the hotel, and Yan Wenran got out of the car when he arrived at his villa.

The car stopped at the door of the villa, Yan Weiming got out of the car first, and led Bai Qimeng to the villa.

The sensor light in the entrance of the villa lit up the moment the door opened, and Bai Qimeng could see that there seemed to be something different in the villa.

The living room, which was supposed to be a sofa and coffee table, seemed to have been moved away, and the floor of the villa was cobbled together with red rose petals to create a perfect heart, and a circle of scented candles was around the outside.

The lights in the villa were not turned on, but with the light of the hallway and the candles, it was enough for her to see everything clearly.

"You..."Bai Qimeng exclaimed, and slowly walked in.

When she walked into the villa, she found that there were red stickers on the walls that read 'HappyBirthday'.

Yan Weiming stood behind her, took out the huge bouquet of roses from the cabinet in the entrance, and stepped forward.

"Happy birthday, honey." He spoke, the silhouette of his face softened in the light of the candlelight.

Bai Qimeng's eyes were red for some reason, and she took the big bouquet of roses with a smile, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"If you're so moved to tears right now, you probably won't be able to eat dinner." Yan Weiming comforted, raised his hand and pinned her falling hair behind her ears.

"Why are you preparing all this?" Bai Qimeng said in a muffled voice, as if she was about to cry.

"It's your birthday, so I want to give you the best of everything." Yan Weiming's words touched Bai Qimeng again, and the tears that she couldn't hold back flowed out.

Bai Qimeng thought in her heart, this is probably her happiest birthday.