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,Ji Wan Yun's smile froze again. A million-dollar bottle of Romanée-Conti! It was a world-renowned rare vintage, and after spending a fortune to get one, it was only "okay",Chen Mu's expression gradually became serious, his face stern. This child is sick!。