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.”

that are beautiful and only can be desired but not attainable. Stopping in

limited black card without even blinking and ask the bartender to open a bottle of

temperament and knew that this was

card, “Si…sir, we don’t have the

me the same glass of what

“Alright.”

black

long and had seen many rich dudes. But, he had never met someone who opened a six-litre bottle of

Stella as if he still had

her phone and ignored

bartender brought

astringent taste,

strong wine and she could not help but cough several

intended to go home but she could not hold back

knowing if it was because the air here was too stuffy or because

a look at the clock. It was almost time to go

wind after leaving the bar, she shivered and felt a little dizzy. She took out her phone and

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

bar. I can’t take a cab. I’ll send you an address, you come and fetch

I’m going

movements on the other end of the phone, followed by an indifferent male voice, “She

to figure out the whole sentence. It should almost be like, “She is with me, if you dare

tell Stella that I drank at night so

said this sentence seriously and then

…

Clarence, “Give me

gaze, Clarence, however, calmly put

Stella was speechless.

“What exactly does

it

after drinking, she

need

willing to ignore me, what is your

didn’t ignore you, I just let