Ji Wan Yun's smile froze slightly. She spent a lot of effort to drive the convoy into the station square, with nine luxury cars in total, a group of imposing bodyguards, and her own personal pick-up. This lineup – was it just barely adequate,As the convoy started, Qi Wan Yun, who no longer had any good feelings for Chen Mu, forcefully suppressed her anger. She took out the Romanée-Conti he had ordered, poured a glass and handed it to Chen Mu: “Romanée-Conti, Doctor Chen, please try if it’s authentic.”,At this moment, she is watering the potted plants. Her movements are light and graceful, with a smile on her face. There's a touch of admiration in her eyes, mingled with deep concern. The quiet combination of actions and expressions gives one a sense of tranquility, nature, and a profound feeling of goodness.。