11 a.m.
Huang Kaiwen entered the Quirinal Palace with Barbara by his side.
The courtyard was well-maintained with an abundance of flowers and several palm trees, and the opulence of the main building only validated its history as a former papal and royal residence.
Huang Kaiwen continually looked up at the ceilings.
Seeing his interest, the young lady said, "If you like, we can also buy one similar."
"Let's not."
Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said.
A house too large to live in is a headache to manage.
With the young lady's temperament, the maids she hired were all burly and robust; being surrounded by dozens of aunts like that every day would slowly drain the life out of anyone.
A larger courtyard might be nice, though.
A big swimming pool, more variety in the flowers and plants, and besides the soccer field, there could be a tennis court as well.
