Fortunately, Leandro didn't say anything, he just picked up that high-heeled cup and finished the sip of red wine inside.
Others drank red wine as if they were drinking red wine, but Leandro drank red wine as if he wasn't drinking red wine.
As for what it specifically was, Charlotte couldn't come up with a similar description. If she had to express it vividly, it would probably be that while others drank red wine like monkeys on Mount Violetrock drinking water, Leandro drank red like a golden-snub-nosed monkey drinking water.
To put it bluntly, the elegance of the nobility was all there.
"Is there something wrong?"
He had poured nearly half a glass of wine, gently swaying it as he looked up at her.
Charlotte quickly placed her phone in front of him: "I just received a billion in my a
