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Moreover, it could be deduced from the conversation that Yin Shaojie wasnât a simple person, otherwise Nimo wouldnât have made friends with him.
Nimo curiously rubbed his chin and said, âSo the one who was snatching your wife from you was Yin Shaojieâs friend? A difficult position to put me in. Should I be standing by your side or his side?â
âWhatever. I donât think anyone cares about this point,â Chris said indifferently.
Nimo laughed oddly, sitting on the desk.
âSometimes, I really donât know what you are thinking. Tell me, okay?â he said.
âOh? Didnât you claim to be able read people like a book?â Chris laughed.
âYouâre joking. You are such a complicated person. If I could read you, Iâd be God.â
Chrisâs folded his legs and told him to leave. âThe conversation is over. You can leave now.â
Nimo nodded. âFine, Iâll go out. Iâll go and finish your wine for you.â
âPlease, do as you wish if youâre not afraid to die drunk.â Although the cellar had a lock, Chris knew that any lock in the world was as good as nothing to Nimo.
âOkay, Iâll go drink then. I still havenât had the collectorâs edition that you bought previously.â Reminded of the wine, Nimo looked excited as he hurried out.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
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Nimo took Yin Shaojie to the underground cellar.
On the door was a sophisticated password lock.
Yin Shaojie watched as Nimo unlocked it despite not knowing the code.
Fortunately, Yin Shaojie was no stranger to his these things.
âIâm never inviting you to my house again,â Yin Shaojie said, showing no regard for him.
Nimo laughed without saying anything, an entered the cellar.
Yin Shaojie followed behind him.
Nimo sniffed the air. As though he knew where it was hidden all along, he went to an unmarked crate where he found the collectorâs edition wine.
âThis isâ¦â Yin Shaojie squinted. The wine seemed familiar. He searched through his mind and quickly recognized it. âThis was the wine that was on auction for more than a million US dollars three months ago, right? And youâre just going to drink it?â
âHey hey, arenât I a good brother? You donât have to be so touched that Iâm treating you to such good wine.â Nimo patted his chest before taking the wine to the table set at the door. He took wine glasses from the cabinet and poured a glass for each of them.
Yin Shaojie shook his head, unsure whether to laugh or cry. âYouâre using someone elseâs wine to treat me?â
âRelax. Chris is not that petty.â Nimo handed the glass to him.
Although Yin Shaojie wasnât obsessed about wine, he knew his wine so he didnât refuse. He picked up the glass of wine and took a sip. The special fragrance of the wine circulated in his mouth, and he narrowed his eyes.
âNot bad, right?â Nimo drank it as well, looking very pleased.
Nimo raised the glass and the two clinked glasses.
After finishing the glass of wine in one gulp, Yin Shaojie put down the glass, glanced at him, and asked, âTell me. Youâve been following me today. What is the meaning of this? When you tried to kidnap Xiaoxiao, what was that for? I didnât have time to ask you earlier. Donât think Iâm gonna let you off for that.â
Nimo smiled, spreading open a hand and saying, âI was just⦠testing her.â