Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

Three snowmen were piled up in the open space outside the manor, and Lu Qi finally put paper-cut crowns on the snowmen.

He looked at it with great satisfaction and asked Pei Yao, "What do you think of our masterpiece?"

Pei Yao folded his arms and looked at her in confusion for a long time. He had helped her make the snowball, but she had done the outfit herself, so why did this look look so familiar?

Pei Yao didn't reply to her, so he asked, "Qiqi, do you know Mixue Ice City?"

"What is that?" Lu Qi looked at Pei Yao in confusion. This time when she lost her memory, she was in the United States. She knew about Haagendas and Bessey, but knew nothing about Mixue Ice City.

And even if she had the memory, she probably wouldn't have noticed that Mr. Lu from Tianyu was unlikely to visit Mixue Ice City, but she just happened to pile up a bunch of Snow Kings from Mixue Ice City.

The reason was only that one time...

Pei Yao's eyes deepened and he smiled faintly: "Ice cream, do you want some?" He did not explain to her the origin of Mixue Ice City.

Lu Qi's eyes lit up, but he also knew that his stomach was not good: "I do want to, but how can I eat whatever I want, hot, cold, sour or sweet?"

"Eat if you want to. I'm here to keep you healthy." Pei Yao subconsciously took her hand, always forgetting that she had lost her memory, just like before.

Until he felt her hand was a little cold, his eyes fell on her stunned expression, and she was hesitantly looking at the busy servants in the yard.

Last night I held her in a chair and watched the snow all night, and today she refused to accept my hand-holding in broad daylight.

But no matter what, Pei Yao held her hand even tighter and pulled her back to the house.

Someone was arranged to bring her ice cream and have the fireplace repaired.

Sitting by the fire, I rubbed her with the luxurious hand moisturizing and antifreeze cream. She had just played outside and it was still too cold, so she should be careful not to catch a cold.

Lu Qi just held her hand and let him take care of her casually. She didn't react in shock like she had just when he touched her. Instead, she enjoyed it.

The man who was looking at her in the light of the fireplace finished a small box of ice cream. Lu Qi proposed softly: "You buy me ice cream, and I'll buy you a drink tonight."

Listen, it's quite a reciprocity.

Pei Yao said disdainfully: "Your winery has so much wine, it's a no-cost business. Qiqi's invitation is really insincere."

It does sound like she has no sincerity. The wine in her manor is free to drink, as much as you want, and even the gifts she gives are wine.

For ordinary people, give them wine of ordinary age and taste, and for people with upper-class connections, give them wine of better age.

But that was for others. Lu Qi climbed up and patted his chest to assure: "Who said I'm not sincere? I'm treating you to a rare and fine wine. It's priceless."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lu Qi took the initiative to hold his hand: "Really, if you don't believe me, I'll take you to the wine cellar to have a look."

Lu Qi dragged her away, and the man followed her all the way down to the cellar.

In order to maintain the humidity and temperature of the wine, the lighting in the cellar is poor and it is quite dark.

But Lu Qi was holding the man's hand, and he was bolder. He didn't even turn on a few lights and walked to the deepest wine rack.

The wine rack was independent and very exquisite, different from the wine racks next to it, with only five bottles of wine in it.

Taking out the bottle on the far right, Lu Qi handed it to Pei Yao: "Here, this is Romanee-Conti from 1945... and this..."

As he spoke, Lu Qi took out another golden bottle and placed it on the second shelf from the left. He pointed to the label and said, "1811 Yquem."

If these bottles were put up for auction, the starting price would be one million US dollars. Lu Qi is indeed very sincere.

Pei Yao's gaze fell on the middle box: "This one."

The position in which it is placed shows that it is obviously the king of wines in Lu Qi’s collection.

However, Lu Qi paused, her lips pursed into a line: "This... Princess Louis from 1990."

Compared with the other bottles, the auction price of this bottle can only reach hundreds of thousands. Although it is rare, it can still be found on the market. There are at least a hundred bottles collected around the world.

Without noticing Pei Yao's expression when he saw the wine being brought out, Lu Qi took the bottle of Princess Louis in his hand and carefully brushed away the dust on it.

"It's not very expensive, but it took me a long time to find it." Lu Qi said, stuffing the wine back in his pocket, "Don't open this one, pick the other four..."

Before he could completely put it back in, Pei Yao suddenly grabbed the bottle and stopped him, saying, "Why did you collect this bottle specifically? Why don't you open it?"

Faced with his sudden question, Lu Qi was caught off guard.

Blinking, he said, "Because... I have the impression that I drank it before. I don't remember when or where, but I did."

Pei Yao met her eyes, his gaze lingering, and asked, "Which man have you had a drink with?"

Lu Qi looked up at him, puzzled: "Why do I remember which man I was with?"

This man, knowing she had lost her memory, still asked her who she had been drinking with. He couldn't just drink it by himself. After all, with a wine collection worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, it must have been with a man... or a woman.

But he still insisted: "What does it taste like?"

Although a professional winemaker could indeed tell him the difference in taste, Lu Qi saw that his eyes seemed to be burning, and it didn't seem like he was here to learn knowledge.

Lu Qi lowered his head and hesitated: "Hmm..."

"Hmm?" Pei Yao lifted her chin with one hand. "Do you still remember the taste?"

Lu Qi gritted his teeth and said boldly, "Remember. The taste of first love."

After the words fell, the man in front of him was satisfied, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pulled out the wine completely: "Open this bottle tonight."

To be honest, Lu Qi looked confused.

I don't know where his good mood comes from.

But he didn't pick the expensive bottles, but chose the ones she was reluctant to open, and she refused.

She hooked her hand around his sturdy arm and said, "No, I told you you can open all four bottles. If you drink this one, it's gone!"

Seeing that she came to him on her own initiative, the man simply raised his arm, hugged her and sat her on his forearm, then continued to walk out with the wine.

He even asked shamelessly, "Do you want me or wine?"

This was simply putting her in a difficult position. If she asked for the bar, he might get angry and leave both the bar and her here, then walk away. If she asked for the person, she wouldn't be able to keep the bar.

Sure enough, she let the wolf into the house!

Helpless, Lu Qi put his arms around his neck and said greedily: "Can't I have both?"

Hearing Lu Qi's answer, Pei Yao laughed and stuffed the wine into her arms, almost making Lu Qi lose her grip.

"It's rare." He consoled her, "Captain Tom at the US Navy base in Malacca still has two bottles. I'll have him send them to you in a couple of days."

In other words, this bottle still needs to be opened tonight, but after it is opened, two more bottles will be given to her.

It's all the same...

But Lu Qi leaned on his shoulder and asked curiously, "How do you know he has it?"

If it is a wine like Romanee-Conti, it is not surprising that professional wine collectors know about it. Princess Louis is an unpopular collection and few people collect it.

Suddenly, Pei Yao pinched her buttocks in a nonchalant manner: "Have you ever thought that the man who drank this wine with you last time was me."