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... wine.

She flashed a dazzling smile at Lin Yi.

"Want some wine? This is from Margaux vineyard, at least fifty years old."

"No, thank you. I never drink on an empty stomach," Lin Yi replied.

He sat down on the armchair opposite her.

The woman still wouldn’t get to the point, she smiled.

"How about some food then? Do you like fish? I’ll arrange that right away! Where did my intercom go..."

The woman started twisting around in her armchair, loo ...

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