Xiang Dongqing's mood calmed down quickly. After all, she is a rare strong woman in the world. A woman who can hold an urn and go to the board of directors to fight for power will never be weak no matter how weak she is.
In the evening, the two of them sat on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, tasting snacks, drinking red wine, and enjoying the cool sea breeze.
Malta is still very famous for its snacks, with a wide variety of delicacies, and they all taste pretty good.
Then, both of them drank a lot of wine and talked about many things.
The only thing that Archbishop Qi regrets is that both Xiang Dongqing and he have a good drinking capacity today, so there is no such thing as drunken sex.
Early the next morning, Xiang Dongqing asked Qi Dangxian to accompany her for a walk on the beach.
They only stayed here for about two days, and after completing the formalities for the real estate, the two of them left and went to the airport to take a flight to Switzerland.
In the VIP waiting room, Xiang Dongqing was drinking coffee in a relaxed mood, while Qi Dangxian ran out to make some phone calls.
"Dear Your Majesty, I need your blessing!" Qi Dingxian said to the Pope on the other end with a pious face, holding his mobile phone.
After hearing this, the Pope couldn't help but be stunned and said: "What blessing do you need? I have already given you a blessing!"
Qi Dingxian said: "Oh...that's it, my beloved and I need your blessing!"
The Pope was stunned for a long time, and then said: "If I remember correctly, I have blessed and baptized you and your beloved last time! Moreover, you will always be united before the Holy Lord."
"Well, love is always unpredictable..."
"It's just like the unpredictable weather, which can be sunny or rainy. Even the Holy Lord may not be able to control it all."
Qi Dingxian sighed and said: "So, I need your Majesty's blessing again to make the love I find this time stronger."
The pope's face turned dark at Qi Bingxian's words, and he said: "It's not a good thing to be flirtatious."
Qi Dingzheng said casually: "What kind of playfulness? I am obviously affectionate! The most affectionate person in the Kingdom of God is me. It is absolutely true. Otherwise, how could the spirit of Judge Samson choose me?"
The Pope asked: "Are you done? I'm going to hang up now."
The Pope was startled and said calmly: "Emotions are more precious than gold, you should cherish them."
"One hundred million!" Qi Dangxian gritted his teeth and said viciously, Damn, I spent a lot of money just to make Xiang Dongqing happy.
"Emotions should not be measured by money..." the Pope said calmly.
"One hundred and fifty million rice gold!" Qi Dangxian directly quoted the price, "That's all I have in my pocket, if it doesn't work, forget it..."
The Pope said: "Emotions should not be measured by money, but if you throw away thousands of dollars and wealth for love, you will definitely be able to please the Holy Lord! The Holy Lord is happy for people to find their good match, and will give them lasting happiness.
bless……"
"Amen!"
After finishing these words, Qi Dangxian and the Pope said almost in unison.
The Pope calmly said: "You are willing to spend all your wealth for love. This is obviously a sincere and deep-rooted relationship! It doesn't matter whether it is money or not. The main thing is that I am moved by your sincerity. As you said, you are indeed
The most affectionate thing in the Kingdom of God.”
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Qi Dingxian said gratefully.
"You're welcome, you are my archbishop, why should you be estranged from me?" The pope's voice was filled with a cheerful smile.
While Qi was haggling with the Pope, a young man struck up a conversation with Xiang Dongqing.
The young man spoke fluent foreign languages and said with a smile: "Beautiful lady, I'm so glad to meet you here. Where are you from?"
Xiang Dongqing raised his eyes slightly and looked at this young man. He was about 1.75 meters tall, wearing a black suit and a small vest underneath. He had a handsome face, and he was fair and very polite.
"Where do you think I should come from?" Xiang Dongqing couldn't help but reply.
"I think it should be from China, a country with a long history and magnificent scenery!" the young man said with a smile.
"Well, you guessed it right." Xiang Dongqing nodded slightly.
"I, Yamamoto Yosuke, come from the Black Snake Society of Jie Peng Country. I'm glad to see you here." The young man introduced himself.
When Xiang Dongqing heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Black Snake Society? Is it the organization that funded the Jie Peng Imperial Army during the war?"
Yamamoto Yosuke smiled and said: "Yes, but those are just some glorious history, not worth mentioning."
A trace of anger flashed across Xiang Dongqing's eyes, and she said slowly: "Glorious history?!"
Yamamoto Yosuke looked at her with a half-smile, and after a moment, he said: "Sorry, I just made a slip of the tongue. That should be a piece of history that should not be looked back on."
However, Xiang Dongqing heard an unapologetic feeling from the other party's tone. The other party didn't seem to care much about this period of history.
"Please don't talk to me again. Talking to someone like you makes me feel sick." Xiang Dongqing said lightly.
"Perhaps you should pay attention to the way you talk to people from the Black Snake Society. Otherwise, you can easily get into trouble. Even if you are abroad, you may still suffer consequences that you cannot bear!" Yosuke Yamamoto still had a smile on his face.
, looked at Xiang Dongqing with a very disdainful look, as if a big shot was admiring his own plaything.
In the departure hall, he sat down directly next to Xiang Dongqing, raised his eyes and looked at Yamamoto Yosuke, and asked: "Know?"
"Yamamoto Yosuke, a member of the Black Snake Society of the Jie Peng Kingdom, is as arrogant and arrogant as the little devils who launched the war of aggression at that time." Xiang Dongqing responded with a sneer.
Qi Dang was stunned for a moment and said, "Yamamoto!"
Yamamoto Yosuke seemed to understand Chinese and couldn't help but ask: "What advice can you give me?"
He used humble words like "advice", but his eyes and attitude were arrogant and disdainful, and he obviously didn't take Qi Dingxian seriously either.
This kind of character is particularly in line with the characteristics of Jie Peng people, who have low self-esteem but are arrogant, advocating the bandit culture.
Qi Dangxian looked serious, cleared his throat, and said slowly: "Yamamoto, I'll kill you, Immortal!"
"puff!"
Xiang Dongqing thought Qi Dangxian was going to say something, but she didn't expect this line. She turned around and sprayed the coffee in her mouth into the trash can.
For a woman of her stature to do such a rude thing, one can only imagine what a 180-degree change her mentality has undergone.
Yamamoto Yosuke's face also suddenly paused and became gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Yamamoto, what are you doing? Don't forget the purpose of our coming to Europa this time!" A middle-aged man suddenly broke in and yelled at Yosuke Yamamoto.
After hearing this, Yamamoto Yosuke took a deep breath, sneered at Qi Dangxian, and said, "I hope you dare to talk to me like this after I finish my business."
Qi Bingxian curled his lips in disdain and said: "If you have the guts, come with me to Italy. I'll see if I don't have to bombard you with Italian artillery!"