The Bugatti sports car stopped in front of a Western restaurant called "Dribsanddrabs".

Han Xiaoyu opened the car door and walked out, put the champagne rose in her arms on the passenger seat, looked at the high-end restaurant in front of her, frowned, and said: "This Dribsanddrabs restaurant is the place you want to take me to?"

"You are very disappointed." Huo Mingxuan said almost through gritted teeth.

For today's special day, he personally selected a restaurant for a woman for the first time, and she didn't even get the slightest surprise.

Han Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "No, I was overjoyed. I'm also hungry. Let's go in quickly."

Dare she say she was disappointed?

If she said she was disappointed, Huo Mingxuan would definitely turn around and leave, or he would stare at him...

It's just a bit strange that this restaurant is located halfway up a mountain. Judging from the number of parking lots nearby, this restaurant is very popular, and it is also popular with wealthy people. You can tell from the car signs.

No wonder Huo Mingxuan would bring her here for dinner.

Huo Mingxuan snorted coldly, raised his feet and walked in first. After walking a few steps, he came back, put his arm around Han Xiaoyu's shoulders and said, "You're hungry, so hurry up."

"Oh, don't do this, passers-by are watching!" Han Xiaoyu resisted and pushed away his hand on her shoulder.

From time to time, couples would pass by, either holding hands or the woman holding the man's hand affectionately, or the man holding the woman's waist, or holding her shoulders like Huo Mingxuan.

Why are there so many couples tonight? Or are there more couples spending money here?

Also, not all couples like to date in secluded places where they won’t be disturbed by others.

But what kind of couple are she and Huo Mingxuan? They are incompatible with each other, one is a slave and the other is a master.

"Are you shy?" Huo Mingxuan easily pulled her over, held her shoulders again, lowered his head, leaned against her ear, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of ambiguity: "Han Xiaoyu, sooner or later you have to get used to me.

I have to learn to adapt to the intimate behavior with you in advance."

"..." Han Xiaoyu's ears felt hot and numb. Before she could understand the meaning of Huo Mingxuan's words, he put his arm around his shoulders and walked into the restaurant.

The splendid decoration and elegant style made Han Xiaoyu feel as if she had walked into a magnificent palace.

The general manager of the restaurant has already been waiting for the arrival of the president of ZENEO Group and personally led the way to the terrace restaurant on the top floor of the restaurant.

Although he said he was leading the way in person, he actually wanted to take this opportunity to establish a relationship with Huo Mingxuan. He flattered Huo Mingxuan along the way. At first, Huo Mingxuan would politely reply to the general manager of the restaurant with a few words, but in the end he was so annoyed that he put on a straight face on the spot.

, the general manager of the restaurant had no choice but to shut up angrily and continue to lead the way.

The closer you get to the top-floor restaurant, the quieter you get. Compared with the lively restaurant downstairs, the top-floor restaurant seems deserted, with not a single customer.

Logically speaking, the top-floor restaurant should be the most popular. This should not happen. The only possibility is that Huo Mingxuan has reserved the restaurant.

When you step into the terrace restaurant, you can hear elegant piano music spreading in every corner of the terrace.

When Han Xiaoyu stepped into the terrace restaurant, she liked everything in front of her at first glance. Standing here, she could see the entire night view of City B. She could enjoy the starry sky in the summer night when she raised her head. The restaurant opened halfway up the mountain was a bit...

Benefits.

Huo Mingxuan looked sideways at the joy on her little face, and curled his lips with satisfaction. He knew she would like this place, and the place he spent two weeks choosing was not in vain.

When she first came to ZENEO Group, he clearly remembered what she said: "If you see it at night, the whole city B will be dimly lit. Standing at such a high point and looking at the whole city, it will feel like you are in the starry sky."

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As for the Dribsanddrabs restaurant, it was just right. Although they were on the third floor of the top restaurant, which was not as good as the 80th floor of ZENEO Group, the point was that the restaurant was located halfway up the mountain. She wanted to see the dim lights of City B, which she could also see here.

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After Han Xiaoyu and Huo Mingxuan sat down, the general manager of the restaurant poured them a glass of red wine each, lit the candles on the European candlesticks on the table, and said flatteringly: "Mr. Huo, then I won't disturb your meal. I wish you a good meal."

Happy Chinese Valentine's Day and I also wish you a happy Chinese Valentine's Day!"

"Happy Chinese Valentine's Day?" Han Xiaoyu said the last words of the restaurant general manager with surprise in her words.

"What's wrong, Miss, what's wrong with this sentence?" The general manager of the restaurant looked at Han Xiaoyu in confusion, with a hint of worry in his words.

Two weeks ago, the secretary office of ZENEO Group called and said that their president was going to book the restaurant on the top floor for Chinese Valentine's Day. At that time, he was so happy that he received a big order and had the opportunity to make friends with the president of ZENEO Group.

Tonight's scene was all supervised and arranged by him personally, so there could be no mistakes.

Of course it was inappropriate. First, she and Huo Mingxuan were not in a relationship; second, she didn't know until now that today was Chinese Valentine's Day.

No wonder there were so many couples just now. As a single person, she had never paid attention to such a festival. To her, this kind of day was very common.

Han Xiaoyu suddenly noticed that Huo Mingxuan was looking towards her, and said stiffly: "No, it's nothing."

Even if she and Huo Mingxuan were not lovers, she would not explain their relationship to a stranger, nor would she ruin Huo Mingxuan's face, because she still had selfish motives.

Huo Mingxuan took a sip of red wine, glanced at the general manager of the restaurant, and said: "Go down!"

"You two, please take your time." The general manager of the restaurant nodded and left.

The dim candlelight, the red rose petals scattered on the white tablecloth, and the elegant and romantic piano music create a romantic, charming and elegant atmosphere.

Huo Mingxuan kept his eyes locked on her body, gently turning the goblet between his fingers, and said, "Do you like it here?"

"It's okay." Han Xiaoyu responded awkwardly, picked up the goblet of red wine on the table, and drank heavily to cover up her discomfort.

Unexpectedly, the first time she had a candlelight dinner was with Huo Mingxuan, and the first time she spent Valentine's Day was also with Huo Mingxuan; except for the ninety-nine roses, the first time she received flowers from a man was from Huo Mingxuan.

The first kiss was also taken away by Huo Mingxuan, so what about him, is he the same as me?

Based on his conditions, he might have accompanied many women to have candlelight dinners, spend Valentine's Day together, and kiss together...

Thinking of this moment, Han Xiaoyu felt sour in her heart. She picked up the red wine and poured it into her mouth...

When Huo Mingxuan saw her drinking him sip after sip, he couldn't help but worry that she would get drunk, and said: "Red wine should be savored carefully, not drank like boiled water."

Han Xiaoyu put down the goblet. There was still a sip of red wine in the glass. She held her chin in one hand and said dissatisfied: "You mean that I ruined this glass of red wine! But I like to drink red wine as boiled water."

Humph, he was scolding her in disguise for not being able to taste wine. What's the benefit of drinking alcohol? Apart from letting alcohol numb oneself, it makes people temporarily forget some painful things. After waking up from alcohol, she will have a headache and hurt her body. For her, how can she not touch it?

Try not to touch wine.

Han Xiaoyu picked up the red wine and drank it all, frowning, holding her forehead with one hand, staring at the red wine in the goblet with a hint of drunkenness in her eyes, and complained: "What kind of red wine is this? Why does it taste so bad?"

It’s not as delicious as boiled water.”

"Romanee-Conti." Huo Mingxuan could calmly watch her cheeks slowly rising with two blushes. After only two glasses of red wine, she was already a little tipsy. If you can't drink, don't drink.

Women are still not suitable for drinking.

Han Xiaoyu raised her head sharply, shook her head, and said in surprise: "What! It's the Romanee-Conti that is known as the world's top wine, the wine of kings."

"I know quite a lot."

"Of course." Han Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows proudly. She saw these things while watching the movie, otherwise how could she know.

I heard that Romanée-Conti is the dream of all red wine lovers. The Internet calls it a millionaire’s wine, but it is consumed by billionaires.

No wonder Huo Mingxuan scolded her in disguise for not knowing how to taste wine. It was really a waste to give her a drink.

When she thought of drinking such expensive red wine like boiled water, Han Xiaoyu felt very sorry. Her throat was like tens of thousands of ants crawling, but she could not take back what she had said. A pair of big eyes stared straight at her.

Holding a bottle of Romanee-Conti red wine on the table.

Drinking is not good, but if you can drink red wine that a billionaire can afford, it will be okay if you wake up with a headache tomorrow.

Huo Mingxuan saw through her eyes that he was hungry for Romanee-Conti. It would be great when she could look at him like this. But that day was coming soon. He was not in a hurry. There was something

, just like red wine, you have to taste it carefully to taste the taste of red wine.

"If you want to drink it, pour it yourself."

Han Xiaoyu reached out and picked up Romanee-Conti, poured half a cup into the goblet, licked her lips, picked up the goblet, shook it, took a sip, and savored the taste.

How about it? It seems to be similar to what she drank just now. Or maybe she really doesn’t know how to taste wine. Why don’t she try a few sips...

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After the wine and dinner, the piano stopped playing, and Han Xiaoyu and Huo Mingxuan were the only ones left in the entire terrace restaurant. It was so quiet that only the rustling of the surrounding leaves could be heard.

Huo Mingxuan looked regretfully at the stupid drunk woman sitting opposite him. He shouldn't have let her drink Romanee-Conti like boiled water just now, and she wouldn't be like this now.

Han Xiaoyu was lying on the table with a drunken face. She held the empty goblet in her hand and poured it into her mouth. Not a drop of red wine flowed into her mouth. She pouted her mouth and murmured: "I want to drink... drink Roman."
Chapter completed!