Noah Winery.
It was early summer, and clusters of green grapes already adorned the vine trails, heralding yet another bountiful harvest this fall.
Seeing the light blue sports car parked on the steps, the winery's general manager immediately smiled and jogged down to open the door for Xicheng.
"Young Master, good day!"
Nowadays, everyone knew that Xicheng was a son of the Gufeng family; the general manager's address had changed from Mr. Xicheng to Young Master, but what had not changed was the respect.
Handing the car keys to the approaching attendant, Xicheng spoke indifferently.
"Has everyone arrived?"
The general manager quickly answered, "Sir and Miss have already arrived; they're in the VIP hall on the fourth floor."
With a light response, Xicheng strode up the steps. At that moment, a black Mercedes had already driven around the bend and into the castle's front square.
Hearing the engine sound, Xicheng paused and turned to look down the steps.
