Husband of the richest man after flash marriage

The sky in Provence is blue and transparent, and the lavender fields are blue and purple. In contrast, it looks like a beautiful picture.

"Mr. Bo, you are here!"

A gentle old man came to Bo Hanyu. He spoke with a thick local accent and was very respectful and polite.

Bo Hanyu also smiled back and greeted him in standard French: "Mr. Malle, long time no see!"

The old man glanced at Lin Wan'er beside him, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "It's the first time I've seen you and you brought a girl here."

"She is my fiancée Lin Waner!" Bo Hanyu put his arms around Lin Waner's waist and introduced with a smile.

After saying that, he looked at Lin Wan'er with gentle eyes: "Wan'er, he is Old Man Malle, the owner of the wine estate in this area."

The old man greeted Lin Waner with Chinese etiquette: "Hello, Miss Lin Waner!"

"Hello, Mr. Malle!" Lin Waner spoke standard French, curved her lips and smiled.

Old Man Malle looked surprised, as if he had not expected that Lin Wan'er could speak French.

In fact, not only him, but Bo Hanyu also didn't expect it.

It seemed that there were still many things he needed to know about Lin Wan'er.

She was like a treasure that needed to be explored slowly.

Old Man Mahle led the way for them.

"Mr. Bo, if you walk a little further, you will reach my wine estate."

He pointed to the wine estate not far ahead and told them.

Bo Hanyu nodded slightly.

Along the way, I introduced to Lin Wan'er: "The winery in Marle is a high-quality wine production area, and 30.00% of the top wines in Provence are produced here."

Lin Wan'er knew that Bo Hanyu had always had a hobby of wine tasting. The fact that he could bring her to this winery must mean that the wine produced here is extraordinary.

In addition to being the hometown of lavender, Provence is also rich in grape wine.

She has long wanted to come and taste it.

Under the guidance of old man Mahler, they entered a large winery.

As soon as she entered the manor, Lin Wan'er was immediately attracted by the majestic beauty here.

The entire wine estate is not only filled with purple romantic lavender fields, but also bunches of grapes covered with green vines.

From dark purple to light green, each color represents a different variety, and each grape shines with crystal clear luster.

The sun was shining brightly and a gentle breeze was blowing.

The aroma of ripe grapes hits your nostrils.

There are workers wearing work clothes, busily walking through the vineyards.

Some of them are picking grapes, some are putting the grapes into baskets, and some are using machines to transport the grapes to the winery for processing.

Lin Wan'er and Bo Hanyu followed the old man Marler along a path to the open-air wine tasting room.

Here you can taste freshly brewed wine.

On the exquisite long French table, Mr. Marler personally opened a bottle of wine that had been treasured for many years.

The aroma of the wine that has been awakened immediately overflows with aroma.

Old Man Mahler poured the bottle of wine into the transparent long-stemmed glasses in front of Lin Wan'er and Bo Hanyu.

Bo Hanyu swung the long wine glass, lowered his head and gently smelled the aroma of the wine.

His thin lips immediately curved into a smile: "1943 red wine, it seems I am really in luck today."

Hearing this, old man Mahler's face showed appreciation: "Mr. Bo is indeed a person who knows wine. You tasted it so quickly. This is a red wine from 1943."

Lin Wan'er asked in confusion: "Is there anything special about the red wine of 1943?"

Bo Hanyu explained with a smile: "1943 was the best year for the grape harvest in Provence. The summer of that year was extremely hot, with the average temperature reaching over 40 degrees Celsius. In addition, there was a rare "morning rain" phenomenon in Provence that year. It rains every morning in the early morning. This kind of weather is most suitable for grape growth, and the red wine produced is also the best. So far, no year has been able to produce red wine of better quality than that of 1943."

Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows: "Really? Then I'll have to drink a few more drinks."

she said cheerfully.

He stared at the liquid in the clear wine glass in his hand, which was pink in color.

Looks extraordinarily beautiful!

She gently held the wine glass and took a sip.

The taste is indeed sweet and delicious.

"It's delicious!"

Lin Wan'er's eyes couldn't help but light up and she praised.

The aroma of wine spread across my lips and teeth, and I felt an indescribable hot and romantic love.

She said and drank a few more sips, and soon the glass of wine was empty.

Old Man Mahler kindly suggested from the side: "Although this kind of wine is delicious, it is easy to get drunk! Don't drink too much!"

"It doesn't matter, I have a good drinking capacity and I won't get drunk." Lin Wan'er raised her head and said confidently.

After that, she drank several more drinks.

Unexpectedly, I had a rare cup of wine and actually got drunk.

And he was quite drunk!

Lin Wan'er took the initiative to put her arms around Bo Hanyu's neck and offered her red lips.

Bo Hanyu's heart skipped a beat and he naturally responded to her.

The aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of lavender makes people more intoxicated.

Provence is indeed a place where romance is easy to create.

When Lin Wan'er woke up the next day, she was lying in Bo Hanyu's arms.

His muscular and strong chest was exceptionally broad and powerful.

There is a rare warm and romantic atmosphere in the luxurious bedroom.

When they came out this time, they always slept in separate rooms.

She was really uncomfortable with being so close all of a sudden.

Lin Wan'er's face turned red with embarrassment, suppressing her suddenly accelerated heartbeat.

She blinked her curled eyelashes and tried to break away from Bo Hanyu's arms.

"Don't move and sleep a little longer!"

Bo Hanyu's big palm subconsciously hugged her a little tighter, and his hot breath sprayed on her skin.

"I can't sleep anymore, please let me go!"

Lin Wan'er hurriedly pushed him again.

Bao Hanyu pulled her body towards him and put his forehead against hers. Their eyes were only a few centimeters apart.

His dark eyes stared at her closely, as if he wanted to peer into the deepest part of her heart.

"If Ren Ziyi's death is really related to me or my adoptive father, will you leave me?" He finally asked in a low voice.

"..." Lin Wan'er's heart tightened when she heard this, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer the question.

She looked straight into his bottomless eyes, and after a while she said firmly:

"I believe it has nothing to do with you!"

Yes, she always believed him.

Bao Hanyu stretched out his hand and hugged her passionately.

"I won't let you down!" He whispered in her ear, his thin lips moving slowly.

Lin Wan'er snuggled into his arms and stopped struggling.

They both spent the next few days vacationing in Provence.

In addition to lavender fields and red wine tasting, Bo Hanyu also took her to eat classic Provence food and visit many famous attractions.

Lin Wan'er put aside all her worries and grudges for the time being.

Enjoying this rare happy time with him.