Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After entering the bar, Stella walked straight to the bar counter and asked for a glass of wine.

As soon as she sat down, someone immediately came over and hit on her, “Beauty, you’re alone?”

Stella replied while smiling, “Yeah.”

The man said, “It’s a fate for us to meet each other. Let me buy you a drink.”

As he said, he snapped his finger at the bartender, “Give this beauty a blue margarita.”

After his words were uttered, an upright figure appeared beside him, “Since you love to treat others to something so much, why don’t you buy me a drink also, I’m also alone.”

The man was speechless.

This person was crazy, right.

Clarence leaned against the bar and blocked him from seeing Stella. His slender fingers were tapping on the countertop, “What, you have sexism?”

The man smiled awkwardly and patted his shoulder, “Buddy, how can you say like that, alright, since it’s New Year, let’s drink and I’ll just treat it as I’m making friends with you, what do you want to drink? Order it.”

Clarence said, “Then I’ll really order whatever I want.”

After he finished his words, he looked at the bartender, “A glass of Louis XIII.”

The bartender was stunned and he said, “Sir, Louis XIII is not available to be sold to a person.”

“I know, open a six-litre one, I want a glass of it. For the rest, this gentleman will treat the other guests in the bar to drink.”

The man’s face stiffened so much and it was contorted. He said in displeasure, “Buddy, you’re looking for trouble, right?”

Louis XIII was France’s top brandy and a few hundred millimetres of it cost more than ten thousand yuan, let alone six litres, which cost at least a few hundred thousand yuan.

Even he himself had never had a sip. Wasn’t this very obvious that he was deliberately tricking him?

Clarence spoke indifferently, “You can’t afford it? If you can’t afford it, don’t try to keep up appearances.”

When the man was just about to get angry, he pulled out a black card from his wallet and handed it to the bartender, “Open a bottle, it’s my treat for this gentleman.”

attainable. Stopping in

it was not because the man saw him take out the limited black card without even blinking and ask the bartender to open a

a great temperament and knew that this was a game for rich people. So, he could only leave

card, “Si…sir, we don’t have the

the same

“Alright.”

the hot black card, he

and had seen many rich dudes. But, he had never

sat next to Stella as if he still had no intention to talk

her phone

later, the bartender brought their glasses

a sip. Among sweetness and the astringent taste, she felt

wine and she could not help but cough several

intended to go home but she could not hold back her

drinking, not knowing if it was because the air here was too stuffy or because there were too many people, Stella already felt hot

took a look at the clock. It

wind after leaving the bar, she shivered and felt a little dizzy. She took out her phone and dialled Sherry’s number, “Sherry, what are

watching the Spring Festival Gala, the one tonight is so boring…Are you still

a cab. I’ll send you an address, you

I’m going

other end of the phone,

Clarence only said half of the sentence, Sherry was already able to figure out the whole sentence. It should almost be like,

tell Stella that I drank at night so

sentence seriously and then quickly hung up

…

Clarence, “Give me back my

however, calmly put

Stella was speechless.

impolitely, “What exactly does

it if I

puzzled after drinking, she still

is no need for me

Conrad willing to ignore me, what is your purpose of doing this at

ignore you, I just let you have enough time to think about