After all, life in Italy had been arranged well in advance, and he just needed to show up.
What he hadn't expected was that he couldn't even step foot through the front door of the luxurious house address Cheng Nuo had given him.
He couldn't get through to Cheng Nuo's phone and couldn't find her at the cafe where she worked.
So, he just kept dialing Cheng Nuo's number, over and over.
If it hadn't been for his phone running out of battery before he received a call from Nie Guangyi saying he was at the Pedrocchi Cafe,
and if it hadn't been for the fact that Pedrocchi was a coffee shop open twenty-four hours a day,
Xuan Shi wouldn't have been able to wait for Nie Guangyi to drive five hours from Rome to find him and would have had to sleep on the streets of Padua.
When Cheng Nuo had left in a hurry because of a family emergency, she hadn't told the truth to the staff at the Pedrocchi Cafe.
