As we all know, wine smells better when it is old. We also know that no matter what kind of wine has been stored for a long time, it will naturally evaporate. This means that as the water evaporates, the alcohol concentration will naturally increase. Just like a bottle of white wine that has been stored for thirty years becomes

It's thick and golden, like most of the bottles. After drinking it, you will definitely feel the aroma first, and the alcohol is surprisingly strong second.

The same goes for wine. The red wine Zhao Ziyang and Stambaugh drank was brewed in the 1918 vintage, which means it is hundreds of years old. It would be strange to have no reaction after drinking it.

By the time Angel drove the carriage to Rose Town, Stambaugh had already fallen asleep drunkenly. Zhao Ziyang was fine, except for some dizziness, but he didn't have any major discomfort. This may have something to do with his current physique.

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With a "wow" sound, Angel opened the carriage door from the outside and saw Stambaugh sleeping soundly holding a wine bottle, and Zhao Ziyang was also napping there holding an empty wine bottle.

"Oh my god, are you drinking inside?" An Qier stared at Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang opened his eyes and quickly threw away the wine bottle and explained to Angel: "It's not my fault. It was your grandpa who took out two bottles of wine and invited me to drink. You know, I have to be obedient. This is what you arranged for me."

Angel slapped her head hard, looking particularly helpless.

"Miss, is that Miss?" A voice sounded from far away.

"Yes, it's Miss."

"The lady is back, and she brought a man with her. Could it be the lady's boyfriend?"

A group of people in Rose Town discussed quietly at a distance, and then came closer after confirming Angel's identity.

Seeing the residents of the town approaching, Angel's face turned cold. She took Zhao Ziyang's hand and turned around to look at the residents.

"Miss Angel..." The residents of the town saluted Angel one after another.

"Yeah." Angel hummed casually, and said to one of the residents in a cold voice: "Notify the mayor to put my grandfather in place."

"Yes!" The residents immediately ran to find the mayor.

Angel pulled Zhao Ziyang towards the bustling center of the town, abandoned the carriage and stopped talking.

"Is this appropriate?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Okay." Angel explained: "Rose Town is full of people from the Rose family. When grandpa gets here, there will naturally be someone to take care of everything."

"Well, nobles are indeed very powerful." Zhao Ziyang curled his lips.

"I hate nobles." Angel showed disdain in her eyes.

It was getting dark at this time, and the town seemed particularly lively at this time. It was on the banks of the Rhine River, and there were always many people spreading out, or playing happily with accordions, enjoying the comfort that the music brought to them.

"Miss Angel!"

"Miss Angel!"

"Miss Angel!"

"..."

No matter who they met along the way, they would bow down and say hello to Angel respectfully. Angel, on the other hand, had a proud and cold look on his face. At most, he would nod his head and make a humming sound. In the end, he didn't even look at her and went straight to where he wanted to go.

Great place to walk.

"Angel, you have become the cold and arrogant Snow White again." Zhao Ziyang joked to Angel.

"It's nothing, I've always been like this." An Qier held Zhao Ziyang's arm and said helplessly: "I have to maintain my cold arrogance. When I get here, I represent the top power of the Rose family. I hate being cold.

Face, but it must be done.”

"But you always have a cold face."

"Except for facing grandpa and you." An Qier smiled at Zhao Ziyang, and the warmth of spring came to her face in an instant.

This smiling face was seen by many people, and they were all amazed.

A fat middle-aged man in a suit ran over quickly, followed by several police officers. His face was very frightened and anxious. He immediately smiled after seeing Angel.

"Miss Angel, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming, so..."

"I'm hungry and want to eat." Angel interrupted the man coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and immediately opened the way.

Several police officers followed behind, like bodyguards.

This is a very neat little restaurant, the interior is decorated in a medieval style: there are fireplaces, various reliefs, and murals hanging on the walls.

After Angel arrived, the restaurant was immediately replaced by a long table covered with a milky white patterned tablecloth, with silver candlesticks placed at regular intervals on it, giving people a medieval feel.

The table was about ten meters long. Zhao Ziyang sat at one end and An Qier sat at the other end, which made Zhao Ziyang feel very uncomfortable.

"Miss Angel, the dinner is: Gyokuro Mushroom Soup, Sour White Cabbage, Onion Bacon Patties, Lettuce Salad, Cheese Pork Chops, Alberta Black Pepper Steak, Frankfurter Sausage, Iranian Almas Caviar, Louis XVIII Pizza, Munich Pure

Handmade brown bread, Italian white truffles, steamed red trout, and your favorite strawberry ice cream for dessert." The restaurant owner in a tuxedo introduced the evening food to Angel.

Hearing these things, Angel frowned, stood up and walked towards Zhao Ziyang across the table, pulled him up and walked out.

Seeing Angel turn around and walk away, the restaurant owner and the middle-aged man guarding the door showed panic on their faces.

"Miss Angel, Miss Angel..." The restaurant owner followed behind and called Angel pitifully.

"Take these things and feed them to the dogs." Angel said coldly, pulling Zhao Ziyang out.

No one dared to stop her, and no one dared to say anything.

"An Qier, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

"Didn't you see the dinner?" Angel frowned and said, "It's so simple. I don't think the Rose family cares about me."

After hearing this, Zhao Ziyang felt dazed for a while. If this was still considered simple, he really didn't know how luxurious Angel's food must have been in the past.

"Then what shall we eat?" Zhao Ziyang asked tangledly, wondering how much it would cost to support such a wife.

"Hehe..." An Qier smiled, pulled Zhao Ziyang and said, "How about we cook by ourselves? I want to eat the spicy and sour potato shreds you fried."

"Okay, but you have to find a place." Zhao Ziyang agreed happily, and a big stone fell in his heart. It seems that Angel is not too difficult to raise.

Angel pulled Zhao Ziyang back to the restaurant. The owner of the restaurant, who was anxious and didn't know what to do, ran forward quickly when he saw Angel returning.

"Miss Angel, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will change the dishes for you. Please give me a chance." The restaurant owner was extremely frightened.

"Do you need it?" An Qier showed disdain in her eyes, hugged Zhao Ziyang's arm tightly and said coldly to the restaurant owner: "Have you not seen my boyfriend? My boyfriend is Chinese."

As soon as these words came out, the restaurant owner immediately understood, and Zhao Ziyang also understood the meaning of An Qier's action just now. This little girl wanted to send a message through this incident, letting everyone know how much she cares about the men around her, and also

Letting the family members of Hilltop Manor know is like saying hello in advance.

"Yes, yes, I will make arrangements right away." The restaurant owner nodded vigorously.

"No, prepare the Chinese condiments. My boyfriend will cook for me himself." An Qier strode in and pulled Zhao Ziyang towards the operation room.

The owner of the restaurant on the side followed closely, as did the middle-aged man with the policeman. This guy was the mayor of the town. After arranging for Angel's grandfather, he quickly came to serve the princess of the Rose family.

The two of them stared blankly at Angel peeling potatoes, washing vegetables, and watching Zhao Ziyang's skillful cooking. They felt very weird in their hearts. It was a feeling that no one else could understand: How could Miss Angel be like this?

The two people who felt particularly weird couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ziyang several times, secretly remembering this Chinese man, Miss Angel's boyfriend.

Hot and sour shredded potatoes, braised pork ribs, this meal was arranged by Zhao Ziyang. In fact, he really wanted to eat the dishes prepared by the restaurant owner just now. Unfortunately, he had to follow Angel's wishes. After all, Angel was more familiar with her family.

After dinner, the car from the Peak Rose Manor drove to the town to take Angel and Zhao Ziyang to the manor to rest.

The Rose Manor on the top of the mountain is actually a building in the form of an antique medieval castle. There are relatively few buildings of this kind for people to live in, but those who can live in them are all ancient nobles who have passed down the inheritance forever.

"Miss Angel, I have been asked to take you home." A middle-aged man in a black suit with a silk rose on his chest bent down and said to Angel.

"No, I will go back tomorrow morning." Angel said coldly to the middle-aged man: "Tell father that I will discuss my marriage with him tomorrow."

"Miss……"

An Qier took Zhao Ziyang's arm and walked forward, no longer paying attention to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was very helpless, but his eyes were very sharp. He observed Zhao Ziyang from head to toe, and finally got in the car and returned to the manor.

"Miss Angel, I have made arrangements for your family's hotel in the town. You and this gentleman can rest there." The mayor who had been standing by said to Angel.

"Okay." Angel nodded and walked towards the hotel with Zhao Ziyang.

The hotel is not big, and the boss and waiters inside have been waiting at the door to greet them. After they saw Angel and Zhao Ziyang, in addition to being respectful to Angel, they also showed great enthusiasm for Zhao Ziyang. Maybe it was because of what happened in the restaurant just now.

It worked, making them cautious and aware of the importance of this Chinese man.

"Miss Angel, we have arranged the most comfortable room for you. This gentleman's room is opposite yours for your convenience..."

"Do we need two rooms?" Angel's pink face sank and she said coldly: "One big bed and one pillow."

Now that the words have been spoken to this extent, everyone no longer speculates, it is too obvious, they are all sleeping together...

A group of police officers stood guard near the hotel in the cold darkness to protect the safety of An Qier and Zhao Ziyang. As for Zhao Ziyang and An Qier, they hugged each other, full of exhaustion.

"Angel, can you be gentler every time?"

"Why should you be gentler? I like this!" An Qier, who was nestled in Zhao Ziyang's arms, said to Zhao Ziyang with her eyes wide open: "Don't you like it?"

"I like it..." Zhao Ziyang nodded and admitted that he liked it, even though the flesh on his body was bruised and bruised by Angel's bite.

"Hey, let's do it again?" Angel enthusiastically proposed this good suggestion.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Ziyang pinched Angel's chin.

"How about we spend the night together?" Angel's eyes were as charming as silk.

Zhao Ziyang was discouraged and said with a sad face: "That's enough. I'm afraid everyone else heard the big noise you made just now."

"I just want them to hear it." Angel smiled and said, "I have to let them pay enough attention to you, because you are mine."

Zhao Ziyang was noncommittal about what An Qier did. He knew that this little girl had been using a method of oppression since she entered his family's territory. He told the people in the manor that she was already Zhao Ziyang's, so don't hold anything in your heart.

idea.

Angel's pressure made Zhao Ziyang feel that this trip would never go smoothly, otherwise Angel would never have used this method to let her father know that the relationship between the two had become a reality.
Chapter completed!