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A quiet cafe in Strasbourg, France, April sky, a light breeze, the air filled with cool air, the sky as blue as washed silk, without a trace of miscellaneous color, bright and broad.

Zuo Ziwang sat quietly in the corner of the café, his white hand holding a spoon and stirring the cold coffee in his cup. His thick black eyelashes cast two faint shadows under his eye sockets as he looked into the distance with his glass-like eyes, deep in thought.

Not far away, under a cedar tree, a grey Extreme Edition Maybach slowly pulled down its window. The person inside stared at Zuo Zixian with a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be searching for something, and remained silent.

She was wearing a light yellow dress that reached to her knees. Her curly hair scattered in the wind. Her delicate face was as clear as an infant's, which was dyed a faint golden color under the bright sunlight. Even though it was a simple outfit, it couldn't cover up the glass-like brilliance.

She sat quietly, as if she were just sipping coffee and looking at the scenery, as comfortable as some of the Frenchmen beside her who were talking in their native tongues, but her eyes that seemed to see through everything were already seeing through to the end.

The way she kept stirring the spoon, the way she pursed her lips, the way she looked at her watch from time to time, didn't seem to fit in with the leisurely weather outside.

Ling Yiheng didn't hesitate any longer. He closed the window, turned the steering wheel, and drove the car to the parking lot next to the coffee shop. He opened the car door and slowly got out of the car.

Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent. Under her long and thick eyelashes was a pair of beautiful, ink-black eyes, as if a slight twinkle could make one intoxicated. Her nose was straight, her eyebrows were raised, her lips were elegant and perfect, and her grayish hair fluttered lightly in the wind, giving off a dazzling luster under the bright sunlight. This kind of existence that could not be ignored, descended from the sky like this, and stood in front of Zuo Ziqian with the gazes of the surroundings that were constantly staring at him.

Raising his eyes to look at him, he was stunned for a moment before regaining his composure. With an expressionless face, he opened his mouth and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Ling." If the voice was not so cold, perhaps it would have been more comfortable. Ling Yi looked at her steadily, the corners of his mouth curving slightly. His smile was beautiful, but it was hard to see.

He slowly sat down across from her and waved at the waiter who was settling the bill behind her. In pure French, he ordered the order, and with a single simple action, he was able to act as if everything was flowing smoothly and honorably.

"If you're looking for me on business, I think I should talk to your father." His lips opened and spoke. His voice was as clear and elegant as jade, yet it carried a cold and distant feeling.

Zuo Zisheng drank a mouthful of cold coffee, pursed his lips, forcefully suppressing his anxiety. His gaze met Su Hao's and went straight to the point, "I hope you can give up my winery, as a bargaining chip, it's me." She did not know how much courage she had mustered to finish what she had said, but she did not notice the trembling in her voice.

Ling Yiheng didn't show any surprise when he heard that. He only looked at her indifferently without showing any expression. Her tall and straight figure blocked her eyes, causing her to feel a slight sense of oppression.

After the waiter brought the coffee over, Ling Yiheng broke the silence again, "What makes you think you can negotiate with me for the golden tael of a winery that is about to fall?" His tone was light as if he was talking about the weather, but to Zuo Zixian's ears, it sounded like sharp ridicule.

She fiercely shifted her gaze from the grass to him. "Because I have a clean background, I am cleaner than any woman by your side!" I want to help my parents get back to the winery more than anyone else! I know all your hobbies in life, I know you like pinotgris, wear a custom-made vintage suit from SANTARELLI, like to listen to Coldplay... I even know that you … "

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Ling Yiheng, "He obviously doesn't want to, but he forced himself to do it so that no one will be happy." He remained calm. Zuo Zixian didn't know that her words were like a stone thrown into his heart, causing ripples to form in his heart, but he didn't reveal it at all.

Hearing that, Zuo Ziqian was stunned, he took a long while to recover his voice, "If you don't take out the conditions, will you agree to give up my family's winery? As for me, I have my own bargaining chip. " There was an almost imperceptible tinge of courage and vulnerability in her tone, yet there was nothing out of place in her tone. It was completely captured by Ling Yiheng.

"If you want to exchange with me, that will depend on whether I am satisfied or not, right?" He suddenly propped himself up with both hands and leaned close to her, a hint of ridicule in his beautiful eyes.

"If I don't personally confirm it, how would I know that you are truly as pure and pure as you say?" His thin lips slightly curved, but the words that came out of his mouth almost caused the courage that Zuo Zisheng struggled to maintain from the bottom of his heart to collapse.