It's not like Shang Feier has never seen a wine cellar before. When he went to Germany and France before, he also saw a wine cellar that was larger than this and had a history of hundreds of years. But this model of decorating a house into a bar is indeed a bit... well, how should I put it, the decoration of this place is too trendy.
No wonder this guy talked so eloquently about whiskey last time. He was just a musical instrument besides wine. He was indeed the same as before - not doing his job properly.
Han Yifan also saw her doubts and had to explain: "I don't usually live in this place. It's not good to waste such a big place. I might as well make it into a wine cellar. In this way, I will need more for bars in the city." It will be more convenient if you use it. But this is only the first floor, the second and third floors are still normal guest rooms."
Indeed, looking around, it doesn't look like it could be habitable. Han Yifan also said: "Aunts come here regularly to clean the place."
I understand, except for auntie, no one else is here.
Han Yifan said, "There are still some. Although there are spare supplies for guests, there are no clothes for women."
He deliberately explained that although he had had fun before, he was still well-behaved. He didn't have the habit of bringing girls home casually!
"That's not necessary. I have my luggage in the trunk."
"Then do you want to go up and have a look at the room?"
Since Han Yifan said so, and it was obvious that there might be reporters following her outside, even near the company and her residence, she would be photographed even if she went out, so it would definitely disturb him tonight. Now that I'm ready to stay at least tonight, I definitely want to check out the house.
"Then I'll trouble you."
"No trouble, no trouble." Han Yifan quickly led her upstairs. The second floor is the master bedroom, and Han Yifan originally wanted to let her live there: "You can live here, I'll just go to the third floor."
Shang Feier shook his head: "No, I can just stay in the guest room."
Coming here this time was a last resort. She really didn't know how to deal with her relationship with Han Yifan, so she had to work hard to distance herself.
Han Yifan didn't force her, and after half a round of trouble, it was already time for dinner at the villa. Shang Feier is an artist. If he wants to lose weight at night, he doesn't need to eat a big dinner. Han Yifan didn't live here usually, and there was no stock at home except wine, so he shamelessly knocked on the door next door and asked for some dinner.
Boyan had come back at this time, and he looked enthusiastic, "If you want dinner ingredients, of course."
He had already thought of bringing Xia Siyu to the villa to stay for a few days, so he asked the nanny to prepare a rich supply of ingredients early in the morning. Seeing how readily he agreed, Han Yifan felt a little uneasy: "Tell me, what is your purpose?"
Bo Yan raised his lips and smiled: "My brother, what is the purpose - it would be even better if there was a 2005 Mouton (French first-class growth)."
He knew it! The market price of a bottle of Mouton 2005 wine is 10,000! Are this guy's ingredients made from gold? Why is it so expensive
But it was obviously inappropriate to go out to buy groceries now, not to mention that it would take a long time to drive out, and there might be paparazzi outside. Han Yifan could only grit his teeth and endure his blackmail: "Okay, Mouton was born in 2005, right?"
Bo Yan nodded, and his smile became more sincere at this time: "So what ingredients do you want? One each of chicken, duck, and fish? There are enough fruits and vegetables. You are spending the night with your girlfriend. It would be inappropriate not to have a candlelight dinner. Bar?"
(End of chapter)