Potent CEO, Check Yourself

That hand, along with the red wine, was extended towards Zhong Xianqiu. She stared blankly at the man. In that instant, she thought of leopards, graceful, wild, and dangerous …

What surprised her even more was that this person was none other than Leng Xun.

It had only been a few days, yet she had already met him one after another. Perhaps it was all a coincidence before, but this time, was it the same?

Gently accepting the bottle of wine, she calmly said, "Thank you." With that, he turned and left.

She didn't want to see his gaze. It was as if he was saying: Zhong Xiuqiu, are you trying to seduce me again?

She hadn't, never. Of course, other than the first time she had met him, her heart had been in a mess. Because of Xia Jingxuan's betrayal, she had completely lost control of herself.

"Halt." However, she had only limped two steps when the cold voice of a servant behind her stopped her in her tracks.

Zhong Wanqiu stopped, his back facing away from Leng Mujing. He was a guest, so no matter what he wanted her to do, she would do it with all her might.

"Young Master Leng, do you need an XO?" Behind him, a woman who was pushing the wine asked coquettishly.

"No, I want red wine tonight."

"Oh." The lady gave a disappointed grunt, "Yes, she does."

Yes, she did. Zhong Wanqiu really didn't know why Leng Ning had come to meet her. But now, she was one hundred percent sure that his arrival was not a passing by but a deliberate visit.

"Xiao Qiu, the customer has ordered red wine, why are you not moving?" Elder Sister Hong seemed to have noticed that something was wrong on her side, so she came over to help her.

With a professional smile, Zhong Xiuqiu turned around and asked Leng Mu, "Sir, please take a seat over here."

"Haha, Xiao Qiu, you are mistaken. Young Master Leng never sits here. He has a fixed VIP room."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Then Young Master Leng, please go ahead. I'll send it over right away."

Leng Mu smiled gently, "I will be sitting in the main hall today." After saying that, he really chose an inconspicuous corner and sat down.

What was this?

"Mr. Leng, may I ask which year's worth of red wine you would like to buy?" She just treated him as a guest.

"Eight or eight years." It was an enchanting smile, and when he lifted his head to look at her, it carried with it his unique nobility.

"How about 95 years?" She didn't have 8 or 8 years' worth of wine on hand. That bottle of 8 or so years' worth of wine was at least over 10,000 pieces. It was already difficult to find red wine that year.

"Little Qiu, yes. Follow me." The Red Sister did not go far, but called over the late autumn when she heard Leng Muqin's words.

Later in the autumn, when he had to go with her to get the wine, she thought of herself limping along on one leg, and suddenly thought that perhaps he had come to see her as a joke.

"Xiao Qiu, this customer is quite special. He's already an old friend of the boss. There's very little red wine in the bar for eight to eight years, and it's basically all for him. It's good enough that you know it so that you won't make any mistakes in the future."

She nodded. So it turned out that Leng Mu Xun was such a difficult person to serve, and he was so particular about drinking wine.

After placing the red wine in front of him, she said lightly, "Mr. Leng, please have some."

She didn't want to stay any longer. She no longer had anything to do with him, and she didn't want to be accused of pestering him again. However, just as she turned around, she heard a cold voice from behind her, "Sit down."

"I'm sorry, I'm not drinking with you, I'm drinking with you." Then, without waiting for Leng Mu Xun's reply, he left with a limp.