In a private club's member-only room.
Fu Shiren bent down to pour wine into Zhu Shuanghua's glass.
The wine was a collectible from a private vineyard in France, extremely valuable, with one bottle almost equaling the price of a house in a small city.
But Fu Shiren didn't even blink, displaying great generosity and poise.
"Shuanghua, have a taste. You're used to exquisite things, so you can certainly sense its uniqueness. I like sharing with those who understand."
Zhu Shuanghua picked up the glass, swirled it, nodded, and said, "The color alone shows it's of a certain level."
Saying this, she took a shallow sip and then smiled, "Indeed, it is something special."
Fu Shiren smiled with a bit of pride, leaning back into the sofa, "Good things are meant to be shared. I've already sent two other bottles of the same vintage to your private villa."
"You're too kind."
