By the time Su Tao returned from Rome, it’s already late at night. It’s mainly because of the compact schedule, so Su Tao couldn’t afford any stops. Even Silvia was exhausted and fell asleep in the vehicle. Her head was subconsciously leaning on Su Tao’s shoulder and her hair’s fragrance drilled into his nose, giving Su Tao a ticklish sensation. However, he had controlled himself well.

He’s not someone fickle with love, and his relationship with Silvia could only be considered friends. He couldn’t accept a short-lasting love for only a few days.

When they finally arrived at Milan and he waved his hand towards Silvia, Su Tao’s phone rang out, leaving him stunned. It was actually a call from Shui Junzhuo from Russia.

“I have a piece of news for you. A high official from the Commerce Bureau will head to Milan to meet with you.” Shui Junzhuo sat on the chair with a laptop before her that displayed a foreign affair’s secret document.

“The Commerce Bureau?” Su Tao smiled. “Is the country interested in the Three Flavour International’s fashion show in Milan?”

Shaking her head, Shui...