"You good-for-nothing brat, you still haven't learned to be respectful You're eighteen now, it's time you packed your things and left this mountain. Don't bother me anymore." The old man’s face was full of fake kindness as he blew his beard and glared with a mocking smile.,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.”。