Back at the hotel, Estre Berrocal stared at the Irish marriage certificate with a sweet heart the whole time she held it in her hands.


    Adán Rouco came out of the bathroom and called out to her several times, but she did not hear him.


    Only when Adán Rouco groped and grabbed her did she react and hastily put the certificate away.


    “What’s going on, can’t you hear me?”.


    “Nothing, you’ve already finished washing, then I’ll go and wash it too.”


    Estre Berrocal slipped away in a hurry.


    At night, lying in bed, Estre Berrocal touched therge pigeon egg and asked curiously, “Adam, how much does a diamond of this size cost?”


    “What, you want to sell it?” The man raised his eyebrows slightly.


    The little woman in his arms said, “Of course not, I’m just curious, if you don’t sell such a big diamond, it’s just a stone if you leave it at home, you rich people of the world…. I really don’t understand.”


    Adán Roucoughed softly, kissed her temple and said stiflingly: “That’s not right, it’s obvious that you are the wife of a rich man”.


    Estre Berrocal was amused and her lips curved as she nuzzled his neck and said, “I’m not a vampire of everything.”


    Adán Rouco pulled up the sheets, hugged her and said, “Fine, I’ll be the vampire, you just enjoy, go to sleep. Don’t keep looking at the marriage certificate and the ring, there will be time for you to see everythingter.”


    Estre Berrocal blushed slightly as she got caught up in those little thoughts, “How did you know?”.


    “Who are you trying to fool with that little mind of yours, you’re more likely to be fooled by someone else.” The man grunted slightly.


    Estre Berrocal caressed her lips: “I can be fooled by others, not you”.


    “Even if I lied to you, you wouldn’t know.”


    “?… Adán Rouco!”


    “Well, Mrs. Rouco, after a day of shopping with you, Mr. Adán is really a bit tired and I have to go talk to a colleague about something in the morning, so I won’t be apanying you, good boy.”


    Estre Berrocal gave a muffled “mmm”, “When can we go back to La Ciudad Santa?”.


    “The day after tomorrow, if talks go well.”


    “So soon?”


    Adam Rouco rubbed his chin against her soft hair and said in a deep voice, “I had a lot of trips scheduled, but with the terrorist attacks in Italy and now youing here, it haspletely upended my ns and I’ve decided to take a break from this side of the market.”


    Estre Berrocal, a bit saddened, asked worriedly, “Shouldn’t I be here?”.


    The man’s kiss fell on her forehead and he said reassuringly, “No, I’m d you’re here, Star, I really am.”


    So reckless, willing to live and die with him.


    What more could a man ask for.


    …


    The next morning, after Adán Rouco and Estre Berrocal went to breakfast, Adán Rouco went to meet Santino Yepes, leaving Estre Berrocal alone in the hotel with nothing to do, and Adán Rouco would not let her go out alone for fear of running into some rogue. She stayed alone in her room, surfing the Inte.


    While tweeting, she saw a tweet about how much the crown on the head of a princess was worth, and suddenly Estre Berrocal remembered the ten-carat dove egg that Adán Rouco had given her yesterday.


    He took a picture of the ring, then ran to a forum he frequented and posted under a cheeky number.


    “My friend’s husband is very rich and recently my friend’s husband gave her a big size pigeon egg, she was curious to know how much it cost but her husband didn’t want to say, does any wife know how much this diamond ring is worth?”.


    Perhaps the post was so “meaningful” that some Inte users were quick to respond.


    “Holy cow, this is too big! It’s 10 carats.”


    “Aren’t you afraid of theft? ckface question mark”.


    “This is at least several hundred thousand dors, and look at the brilliance of the diamond in this photo, it doesn’t look like a low quality diamond, if it was bought over the counter or something, the price must be seven figures!”


    “Owner, I would so much like to be your friend! Your friend’s husband is also very rich!”


    “I’m bitter again, what kind of pious husband is this.”


    Estre Berrocal looked at thements and was very happy, the inte users were too funny.


    He kept reading down the responses and saw one at the end that said, “Shit! No way! I saw this ring in a fashion magazine the other day! If this ring is real! Then the ring is an auction item! The magazine said it was in the tens of millions!”


    “No way, so rich and still water forum? Now I seriously doubt the owner’s diamond ring is fake, it’s not cut from ss, is it?”


    Estre Berrocal’s mouth twitched, Adán Rouco being so generous, giving away a crystal ring?


    But … he was exaggerating when he said the diamond ring was worth tens of millions!


    He stopped browsing the forum and instead secretly posted an Irish marriage certificate to his circle of friends.


    Soon came the responses from his circle of friends.


    First, Dulcina Calvo liked it and thenmented: “Download! I can’t believe they went to Irnd to get their license! I’m jealous.”


    Shortly after, Esteban Zaragosa replied to Dulcina Calvo’s message: “What do you have to be jealous of, we are always avable if you want”.


    Hey, hey, hey, hey, did these two forget whose circle of friends it was, to show love to their circle of friends?


    He replied to Dulcina Calvo: “You have to pay to show your affection under thements of my circle”.


    After that, a lot of people liked it, Estre Berrocal stopped following it and retweeted.


    She was bored, so she turned to Adán Rouco’s Twitter feed. This man’s Twitter is big and straight, with the name “Adán Rouco” and only a few tweets, retweeting some official messages from the Rouco Group, probably from Santino Yepes. This ount retweets them.


    There is only one life tweet, and that is the one about his marriage certificate, which has more than 20, 000ments.


    If you were a celebrity, 20, 000ments would not be many, but Adán Rouco, as an outsider, has terrible traffic.


    If it ever goes bankrupt, it will be able to carve out a niche in the entertainment industry.


    Estre Berrocal liked the tweet, but to her surprise, she posted it in the afternoon. The tweet was loaded.


    Netizens took back his Twitter ount.


    “Ay, ay, ay, ay, Mrs. Rouco’s Twitter feed is that of Estre de casa de Paulita.”N?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.


    Estre Berrocal’s eyes twitched, how could the inte be so smart nowadays…? It was like a detective.


    She didn’t used to y Twitter much, her Twitter names were all system numbers, a bot at first nce, and onlyter did she start ying, by which time she knew Paulita was her daughter and changed her Twitter name to Paulita’s family name Star.


    “God screwed up, I checked Adam BOSS’s followers and the only thing he follows besides a bunch ofpanies is his wife, not even female celebrities.”


    “Oh, my God, give me one!”


    “I beg the micro-needle couple to post more daily routines! Stuff me with dog food!”


    “Hahahaha above is awesome. The micro-needle couple is pretty catchy!”


    “I beg the micro-needle couple to be on a variety show as a couple! This kind of high value on a variety show would be great to see aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”