When he returned to Zeus' Jewelry Store, his guests were already waiting for him.

"Go to me?" The racer stood up. Today he wore a dark gray suit with white lines, with the same vest and a dark blue tie. His hair was short and tall, perfectly showing the man's masculinity.

But for some reason, although he was dressed so formally, he always had a handsome bandit spirit, and the light flashed in his eyes occasionally was extremely cold and hard.

"Well. Wait for me to change my clothes." Lan Jue waved to him, asked him to sit first, and walked to the back to change his clothes.

Drinking is about the environment and the atmosphere. He wore casual clothes today and was busy for the afternoon. Since his companions were wearing formal clothes, he would at least match them.

When he came out again, he had already put on a three-piece suit set with light gray with dark blue lines. The dark blue tie echoed the light gray of the suit fabric.

Men's clothing generally cannot exceed three colors, otherwise they will appear scattered and impetuous.

The racer smiled because Lan Jue's suit was made by Wendy, which was not only respect, but also recognition.

Except for Zeus Jewelry Store, the racer walked in front, Lan Jue followed behind, and came to Wendy's store.

The small and exquisite store is ready, and signs that refuse to disturb are hung outside the door. On the quaint small table are some dried fruits and ashtrays, as well as fruit trays. Next to it is a small table that is one meter and two long and only about thirty centimeters wide. There is a whole row of whiskeys on the table, but it is absolutely different.

"You really love single malt!" Lan Jue said with a smile.

The racer had already picked up the bottle in front, Wendy walked out from behind, holding two crystal cups in her hand in front of them, and smiled and said, "It's not just him who loves you, don't you love it too? Even when I always smell these smells, I began to fall in love with the fragrance of your cigars and whiskey."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Then why do you only take two cups and not come together to have one cup?"

Wendy shook her head, "No. Just watch you drink, I still have to drink less. A woman who always drinks will become a drunk. How can she get married?"

Lan Jue's smile on his face became stronger, "If you spread this sentence, I'm afraid the people who proposed outside the wendywang store would have to keep out of Tianhuo Avenue."

Wendy sighed, her eyes a little desolate.

The racer said: "Okay, don't think of that heartless guy. I really don't know why you fell in love with that guy with a problem with your brain."

"Is there really something wrong with my brain?" At this moment, there was no knock on the door, and it was clearly the door that had been locked before was opened. A person came in outside.

His hair, which he usually doesn't like to take care of, is meticulously combed today, and his straight burgundy suit is full of texture. His beard on his face is shaved very cleanly. He looks like he is ten years younger.

He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, but in his other hand, he was holding a bouquet of flowers, a bouquet of beautiful flowers as white as snow, blooming like ice crystals. The surface of the flowers was filled with a faint blue mist, and even the mist actually condensed into the shape of flowers.

Wendy's eyes instantly became dull, and even Lan Jue and the racer couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

The bottle in the racer's hand almost fell off, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The man walked to the table and put down the wine in his hand. There was a silver-white deer head on the crystal wine bottle, which was extremely beautiful. The following is: Forty-six years, the words. This is clearly a bottle of famous whiskey in the Shangyuan era with extremely high value, and the 46th year of Damascus. Even in the Shangyuan era, it was an extremely rare existence.

Putting down the bottle, the man did not stop, walked around the table and walked to Wendy, handing the flowers in his hand to her, "Sorry. I have been waiting for so many years. Yes, he was right. There is something wrong with my mind. It was the obsession in my heart that blinded me and made me unable to get out of everything that I had back then. But recently I suddenly realized that some things can't be turned back. Some things have passed. People who are alive always have to look forward, sorry, let you wait for me. I just hope that it's not too late, can I give me a chance? I will use everything I have to cherish this opportunity."

Wendy's beautiful eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist. She subconsciously took a step back and looked deeply at the man in front of her. There were tears in her eyes, but the tears did not flow out. Her eyes were full of stubbornness, even anger. However, all of this gradually melted, and the eyes in front of her, which were guilty, persistent and passionate, gradually melted.

She took a sudden step forward and punched the man hard on the shoulder.

The man did not dodge or retreat. But he smiled and hugged her into his arms.

Lan Jue and the racer looked at each other, and both of them felt that they seemed a little redundant at this time.

Lan Jue winked at the racer, stood up and walked out. At this time, such beautiful scenery must be left to them.

The racer also stood up, his expression a little gloomy and helpless, but more so, it was a sense of gratitude.

"What are you doing? How can you not have friends to celebrate together at this time?" The man smiled freely, stuffed the flower into Wendy's arms, and naturally hugged his waist, looking at Lan Jue and the race driver with a smile on his face.

The racer said coldly: "Do you know, I really want to beat you now. No, to be precise, it's been a day or two for me. I also warn you that Wendy is not just my partner, but in my heart, she always treats her as my sister. If you get your brain out, I will let it go."

Lan Jue stretched out his long arm and patted his shoulder, "Do you know, you are threatening a master?"

The racer said disdainfully: "So what, I care about him..." Suddenly, his eyes widened, looked at Lan Jue, and then the man in a burgundy suit.

Lan Jue shrugged his shoulders, but his eyes were filled with smiles.

Wendy looked up and looked at the man, "Did you succeed?"

The man nodded silently, "I am very glad that I succeeded. It's not because of strength. But because when I felt another world, my heart suddenly let go, and finally let me see everything that I should have seen clearly. Only in this way can I grasp the most important strength to me, and what I am happier is that you are still waiting for me. Sorry, for you have been waiting for so long, I will use the time in the future to compensate for everything I owe you. I will love you seriously, just like cooking seriously."

Wendy smiled, yes!

I'm afraid that only this guy can do it if he compares love for someone to cook. Because he is a foodie-

I have written this chapter for a long time, and I like the taste of Tianhuo more and more. Where are you?

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