Apart from the accident caused by this nightgown, they were having a very pleasant overall life in London.

After coming here, Shen Wangjin is no longer as leisurely and relaxed as Tongcheng, as if there are countless things to start and countless business tasks to be busy.

After he went out to the company for a meeting every day, Zhuang Yibo's time was free. Shen Wangjin assigned her a driver and asked the housekeeper to set her travel routes every day, and arranged her time in an orderly manner.

In fact, with Zhuang Yibo's familiarity with London, she did not need the housekeeper to arrange anything for her, and could also find enough activities to spend time.

Therefore, after two days following the route given by the butler, Zhuang Yibo made some plans for himself.

The driver was obviously a little doubtful about the route she gave, but he didn't say much and was walking according to her arrangement.

On that day, Shen Wangjin naturally knew what she was going on, but he didn't say anything. At night, he ordered the housekeeper to handle everything according to her preferences in front of Zhuang Yibo.

In fact, Zhuang Yibo's preferences are not much different from those arranged by the butler. He still goes to museums, watch operas, listens to concerts and other activities, but he chooses and arranges everything he listens to, which can be considered as having freedom.

On Sunday afternoon, Shen Wangjin had a rare free time, and Zhuang Yibo was outside at that time, so he went directly to meet her from the company.

Soon he arrived at Oxford Street. When he saw Zhuang Yibo, she was standing in front of a street-selling position.

It was a duo of a man and a woman. Men played guitar and women sang. They sang some popular songs that were popular all over the world, attracting tourists from different countries and regions.

In Oxford Street, where tourists are crowded, there are not many people paying attention to such ordinary artists. There are no more than ten people in front of the men and women. Most of them leave after listening to a few words. But she stood there, letting people come and go in front of her, only she stood motionless, as if she was fascinated by listening.

Shen Wangjin walked forward slowly and walked behind her, but Zhuang Yibo didn't notice it.

Shin Wangjin stood behind her and listened quietly with her for a while.

In his opinion, although such music is good, it seems that she should not like it.

After another song, the man and woman quickly smiled and nodded to them. Zhuang Yibo was about to open his handbag to get the money when he suddenly handed over a pound next to him.

She turned her head and met Shin Wangjin's gaze. She quickly took the banknote and put it in the cash box in front of the artist.

The artist paid tribute to her with music, and she slowly retreated back to the position she had been standing before, as if she was not planning to leave.

"Is it so nice?" Shen Wangjin reached out to circle her and asked in a deep voice.

She smiled slightly, turned her head to look at him, and said, "It's not bad, it sounds nice."

After hearing this, Shin Wangjin didn't say anything more, but just shook her hand and walked out, "Didn't you book a ticket for an opera tonight? Which one?"

"The Magic Flute." Zhuang Yibo replied.

"It's almost time," said Shin Wangjin. "After dinner, it's just right."

The two went to the restaurant for dinner together, and then came to the Grand Theater.

A famous play like "The Magic Flute" was staged, and the opera house was filled with listeners, and everyone was listening attentively.

But Zhuang Yibo fell asleep in such an environment.
Chapter completed!