Early the next day.
Huang Kaiwen was woken up by all the noise.
In France, Huang Kaiwen and Kaka were very popular.
After all, they are sons of Catholic France.
This place could be considered half a home ground for Milan.
It's just that there are also many other parishioners in Paris, so it's only half a home ground.
Bright and early.
The hotel lobby was already teeming with a large number of fans and journalists, and with so many people, the noise was intense. Huang Kaiwen had no choice but to get up, whether he wanted to or not.
He stepped out with his hair all messy.
And saw Kaka sneaking out of his room, closing the door behind him.
"Morning, Ricardo!"
Huang Kaiwen walked up and patted Kaka on the shoulder.
Kaka plopped down onto the ground.
Looking up at Huang Kaiwen, Kaka forced a smile and said, "Kevin, I was just checking on Beatrice."
"Yeah, right, I know,"
Huang Kaiwen said with a nod and a smile.
Normally, he and Kaka shared a room.
