Chapter 1646: A Huge Pile of Gold

"If it's not convenient for you, why did you tell me that yours is more valuable? Are you kidding me?"

"Yeah, I'm kidding you!"

"Then I've decided. I'll steal this painting and wait until I'm better." As soon as he got better, he took action immediately. Wesley had a blank expression on his face. There were so many artworks in his house, why did he have to steal them?

Wesley accompanied Xiao Qiao for a while and stopped explaining. Xiao Qiao suddenly had an idea and finally got what the major had just said. "What you just meant was that your family is very rich. If I marry you, your artworks will be mine?"

"No!"

"Can your artworks be sold? If I marry you!"

"No!" How can an heirloom sell for money? Even if you are penniless, you can't take it out and sell it for money.

"You can't say shit. That means if I marry you, I can only look at a pile of US dollars and can't touch it." Xiao Qiao was very dissatisfied. It would be better to steal it. It would be even more uncomfortable to look at it and not be able to touch it.

Wesley said calmly, "My family is very rich, you can't spend it all, there is no need to sell the artworks."

Xiao Qiao hooked Wesley's arm and smiled sweetly, "Then if I marry you and divorce, will the property be divided in half?"

Wesley took a deep breath, a deep breath, a deep breath...

"This is the Palace of Art, I don't want to fight with you, you'd better not talk anymore." Wesley made a final warning expressionlessly.

Xiao Qiao laughed.

Everyone looked at her curiously, why did she smile so sweetly, and then saw the tall and handsome young man next to her dragging her out expressionlessly, and the men in charge of security on the side were relieved. Oh my god, a female thief who wanted to steal everything just came in, they were all very alert, and all the cameras were aimed at Xiao Qiao to prevent her from stealing.

Finally she left, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Qiao was still in a particularly happy mood until she walked out. They visited the artworks for two hours. Xiao Qiao learned a lot and knew a lot of stories and origins of oil paintings, which made her feel very accomplished. Of course, Wesley made her feel more accomplished. In order to prevent her from stealing, he even told her implicitly that I was a rich second-generation. If you marry me, you will have everything.

What a joyful thing this must be.

If Anderson and Lilia knew, they would vomit blood.

"Are you still laughing?"

"Oh, no, no." Xiao Qiao was overjoyed. "I'm hungry. Let's go eat something."

The two walked along the river. The city with this atmosphere was suitable for walking slowly hand in hand and enjoying the leisure of Northern Europe. Xiao Qiao said, "It's a bit cold."

"You are wearing a sweater and a coat. Are you still cold?"

"Aren't you cold?" Wesley's palms were burning.

"I'm not cold. I remember when I was at the base, you went out in shorts when it was snowing heavily."

"I don't know what happened. The slow reaction to cold in the past few years has come back all at once since I went to Roosevelt Base." Xiao Qiao said, feeling a little unhappy. "I don't know if it's because of their medicine. I haven't found out."

Xiao Jiu didn't find out either.

"It's okay, I'm by your side." At least, he's fine now, and there won't be any problems.

Xiao Qiao nodded. After lunch, Xiao Qiao lazily fed the pigeons. This behavior would never happen before. Wesley found that dating Xiao Qiao was a very relaxing thing. She wouldn't talk about heavy topics. Vacation is vacation. Except for some gossip that she was interested in, she wouldn't deliberately mention death, training, injury, darkness...

Such a beautiful person, why didn't the years treat her well?

Fortunately, there is him.

He will definitely treat her well.

This life, a lifetime.

They fed the pigeons in the square. Xiao Qiao wanted to go to another art exhibition hall, but Wesley didn't want to go. He didn't want to use his wisdom to stop Xiao Qiao from stealing art.

What a waste!

Stockholm is composed of many islands. The bridge connects the islands to form an island city. It is known as the Venice of Northern Europe. The style of each island is different. After feeding the pigeons, Xiao Qiao basked in the sun by the river. There were not many tourists here, and only locals were basking in the sun by the river. Today, the temperature was 13 degrees and the sun was shining. It was a good weather in autumn. There were swans in the lake. Xiao Qiao lay comfortably on the green grass. The warm light cast a thin glow on her body. Wesley looked at her peaceful face and smiled slightly.

She can bask in the sun for a day.

"I want to tan my skin." Xiao Qiao said. After lying down for several months, her skin became white and tender without sunlight, which was not healthy at all. She liked the healthy beauty of tanning into bronze.

Whether it was a man or a woman, she thought bronze was the most beautiful.

"This is not bad." She looked good in any look.

"Not sexy enough."

"Sexiness is not reflected in the skin."

"Oh..." Wesley could not change her aesthetics. Her aesthetics had always been very stubborn. For example, she liked to wear colorful clothes and dye her hair in colorful colors for a while.

"I want to cut my hair short."

"Sure."

"Will it look ugly if I cut my hair short?"

"No, you are pretty."

"You can repeat this three times."

The two of them could have a meaningless conversation for an hour or two without stopping. Wesley asked her to rest her head on his legs so that she could lie more comfortably. There were many couples basking in the sun in the afternoon and whispering lazily by the river.

The sound of the bell not far away was beautiful and heavy, as if it had awakened someone's heart.

After lying down for more than an hour, Xiao Qiao took a nap and had a dream. The dream was bizarre, and many monsters of all shapes and sizes appeared, chasing her constantly. They were green-faced and fanged, and very scary. She woke up from the nightmare, and what greeted her was warm sunshine and beautiful music. There was a guitarist playing guitar nearby, with excellent level, deep and beautiful feelings.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yes, I had a nightmare in broad daylight."

"What did you dream about?"

Xiao Qiao couldn't remember what the bizarre dream was all of a sudden. She only remembered that the monster with green face and fangs kept chasing her. She paused, a little at a loss, and Xiao Qiao said, "Monsters from hell."

It was a bad dream with bad implications.

"Don't you Chinese have a saying that dreams are opposites?"

"You are quite knowledgeable. You know all the Chinese idioms."

"Well, I've been learning Chinese culture recently." Wesley said, "My Chinese is pretty good."

"Forget it. Foreigners speak Chinese. You should straighten your tongue first."

Wesley, "..."

How can I not discourage him?

"Why are you learning Chinese culture?" Xiao Qiao asked with contempt. "Our Chinese civilization of 5,000 years cannot be learned in a few days. It is profound. You are a Westerner. What's wrong with you?"

Wesley, "You are blind."

"Oh..."

He didn't want to not understand Xiao Qiao's Chinese allusions when she cursed people, nor did he want to be at a loss every time Xiao Qiao said some idioms. So, he wanted to learn her culture.

"Okay, then you can learn slowly."

"Will you teach me?"

"Do you think I look like a teacher? And I can teach you Chinese?" Xiao Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him. She didn't look like a teacher at all. She was more like misleading students. Wesley looked at her expressionlessly.

And you dare to say that he doesn't understand romance!

They are the same!

"Chinese is difficult to learn." Wesley said.

"Then stop learning."

"Stop talking!"

"I noticed someone was watching you!" Xiao Qiao rested her head on the major's legs, lying very leisurely, then frowned and said, "She was taking pictures, look, she was taking beautiful pictures of you, she ran away..."

Several blonde girls were taking pictures of Wesley not far away, and they didn't know how long they had been taking pictures. Because they were not aggressive, they didn't cause any movement. Xiao Qiao looked up at Wesley and touched his face, "It's true that you are too handsome, you can attract girls wherever you go."

"It's not because I'm handsome." Wesley said, "It's possible that it's because I'm too handsome."

"Are you famous enough for the whole world to know about it?" Wesley has always been famous, but only in the military and the last time he was complained about. When she woke up, she didn't know much about current affairs and didn't know that Wesley's canvassing for votes was very popular and known to the world.

"Some time ago, I helped canvass for votes, went to several states, and gave several speeches..." Wesley paused, "I accidentally became famous."

Huh?

What?

Xiao Qiao raised her eyebrows, took her phone and swiped it, and sure enough, she saw the news about the major, and it was on the front page. The entire page was about Major Wesley. He participated in several speeches to canvass for votes, especially one time when he wore a Marine Corps uniform, which made him look handsome to a new level. She clicked on the video and saw that the speech was sonorous and persuasive, just like his style in the office, which was very convincing. Xiao Qiao was stunned.

So handsome!

He is handsome in military uniform and in suit, and there is no one who is not handsome.

Wesley said, "The real person is in front of you, why are you watching a speech?"

"The photographer must love you to death. A model like you is perfect no matter from which angle you are photographed. When you are on stage, you have a strong aura." Xiao Qiao saw a bunch of photos of the major on the social platform. During that period, he was browsing the major every day. This face has become popular all over the world, especially in Europe and China. "It is about to evolve into a national idol."

Major Wesley was also distressed. His face was eye-catching enough. He was forced to help canvass votes by John Anderson. It was more effective to canvass votes in the form of a family. John's original words were, it was not easy to give birth to you so handsome, Dad needs you, if you don't sell your body, how can you be worthy of our cultivation for more than 20 years? During that time, Xiao Qiao was in a coma, and he really needed something else to divert his attention. He didn't expect that he would become so popular. He was very recognizable in New York and Washington, and he looked like a star when walking on the street.