Once the idea surged through his mind, he could no longer suppress it, and it grew stronger and stronger. He thought about building the distillery after he finished the business at hand, confident that the apricot blossom wine would sell very well in his own hotel.
Lost in thought, Li Fei sat beside Zhou Liting, who sipped her drink continuously, her gaze wandering over him.
Now and then, she sniffed the air greedily, inhaling the fresh and pleasant scent coming from Li Fei. She yearned for it, having never smelled such a fragrance on anyone else. The other men reeked of smoke and sweat, none of them seemed normal.
In the nightclub, those young masters were all doused in pungent perfume; never had she met a man like Li Fei, whose entire being was filled with charm, leaving her unable to control her emotions.
