The 99th Divorce

Ye Qianqian’s question had focused right on the key point.

Shen Zhilie furrowed his brows as he thought about it and replied, “I’m guessing that it should be…”

“What do you mean by ‘I’m guessing it should be…’? How can you have no idea how many rooms you booked?” Ye Qianqian pinched him on his hand and demanded, “Judging from the way your stumbling over your words, please don’t tell me you only booked one room!”

She was right.

He had only booked one room.

Shen Zhilie looked at Ye Qianqian’s expression. He immediately knew that he was going to be in big trouble.

He gave it some thought and decided to explain himself. He said, “I didn’t book one room on purpose. After all, I’m not familiar with Venice. I have a friend who works in a tour agency. He knows that I have very stringent requirements when it comes to living conditions, so he booked the best room in the best hotel in Venice for me.”

“Wow! Really?” Ye Qianqian’s eyes brightened. “Does that mean the view from there is exceptionally beautiful?”

“Of course, it’s extremely beautiful.” Shen Zhilie gave a sigh of relief inwardly. He said, “Just think about it. Venice is such a big city. The standard of the best hotel will definitely be really high. It’s going to be so comfortable!”

“So, you only booked one room?”

He had maneuvered and meandered his words all for the sake of distracting her.

But Ye Qianqian had identified his motives right away and asked the question again.

Shen Zhilie swore under his breath, but he blinked his eyes and didn’t reply to her.

His silence was an implicit acknowledgment in itself.

Ye Qianqian harrumphed and turned her head away. She didn’t say anything either as she turned to look outside the window.

Shen Zhilie had been prepared to weather thunderbolts and storms from Ye Qianqian, but this attitude of hers seemed a little different from usual.

Had she already accepted the fact that they were sharing a room just like that?

Shen Zhilie felt unsettled. He followed the direction of her eyes and looked out the window. It was unusually quiet between the two of them.

There were all sorts of people on the waterbus. The cacophony of various languages made the whole place lively.

When they reached their destination, Shen Zhilie asked his way around with the help of his map. They finally found their hotel.

The hotel’s lofty reputation was well-deserved. The majestic entrance of the building alone was enough to make Ye Qianqian feel comparatively small and insignificant.

After they had produced their passports and registered their identities, they were soon led to their room by the hotel staff.

The suite was as good as a full apartment.

It had a bedroom, a sitting room, a full kitchen with a fridge… The amenities were comprehensive.

Ye Qianqian had never stayed in such a luxurious hotel before. She left her luggage by the corner and made her way into the bathroom.

Shen Zhilie looked around. There was a couch and a bedroom, and another couch in the bedroom. He looked around again. Oh well…

It was likely that he was going to have to sleep on the couch.

He walked into the room. There was no place for him on that over 6-foot large bed.

Shen Zhilie sighed to himself. His life was so hard.

–

Venice, one of the most romantic places in the world.

The gentle water town filled with gentlemanly Italian men was practically the dream-come-true of every woman.

Ye Qianqian hired a small boat with Shen Zhilie. They made their way leisurely down the waterway.

The blue skies and water, coupled with the scent of the river in the air, gave off a very romantic atmosphere filled with happiness.

“It’s so beautiful.” Ye Qianqian looked around at her surroundings. Her eyes were glazed with wonder. “I love it here, Shen Zhilie.”

“Do you like it that much?”

“Yeah! I love it!”

“If that’s the case, let’s hold our wedding here, shall we?”