The convoy stopped not far from Chen Mu. A group of cold-looking men in black suits and sunglasses poured out of the Mercedes, followed by a man in his mid-twenties with an incredibly strong aura who stepped out of the Rolls Royce.,She wore a light purple top, accentuating her impressive figure. A pair of black pencil pants highlighted her long legs. Her oval face was as delicate as a painting, with fair skin and rosy cheeks. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her fragrant shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze. Even with her hair flowing, it couldn't conceal those domineering, powerful eyes.,“Romanian Conti…” Chen Mu frowned as he took the wine glass, thinking to himself that this should be red wine He heard people in town liked drinking red wine, and he didn't know how it tasted. He'd take a sip.。