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The two sat side by side on the roof, Jiang Yan stared at the gradually sinking sunset with a golden halo in his eyes.

And Voris didn't look at the sunset, nor listen to the wind in his ears, but only looked at Jiang Yan's side face.

"Where's Uncle Shi? Still in the wine cellar?" Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Jiang Yan turned his head and asked Voris.

"That's right... Uncle Persimmon is worrying about the persimmon love of his partner recently..." Voris spread his hands, his blue eyes were a little helpless.

"There are still no partners willing to promote our new varieties?"

"Damn..." Vores continued: "The main reason is that the current mirroring is too intense..."

Listening to his not fluent Chinese, Jiang Yan wanted to look up to the sky and laugh for 3 minutes.

"It's Uncle Shi, not Uncle Shi, it's competition, not Jingzheng." He corrected with a smile, with a little seriousness in his tone.

"Oh... I remember." Voris scratched his head embarrassedly: "I will definitely continue to work hard and learn Chinese, for you."

"For me?" Jiang Yan showed a look of surprise on his face.

Voris lowered his head, with a shy smile on his face, and asked him again: "Jiang...! Have you ever been in love?"

Jiang Yan laughed as soon as he heard it: "How can I be so old without falling in love?"

He asked Voris back. After hearing this, Voris showed a clear expression on his face: "Then there must be many people who hate you..."

Jiang Yan shook his head: "I don't hate many people pursuing me."

"On the contrary, I often pursue others."

Voris was a little surprised, and looked Jiang Yan up and down: "I didn't expect that Asians are so open."

Jiang Yan's eyes lit up: "There are many things about Asians that you can't think of." After he finished speaking, he raised his jaw and looked up at the starry sky in front of him.

Voris stared at him intently, with a little obsession in his eyes: "Then... can I beg you?"

Jiang Yan's face froze, and he chuckled again: "You'd better learn Chinese well before you speak."

Voris shyly grabbed the straw hat in his hand, and quickly shifted his gaze to the starry sky above his head.

"By the way, those partners are unwilling to promote new varieties, isn't Uncle Shi very worried?"

Voris nodded in response: "Yes, Uncle Shi has spent all his energy on this..."

"Tell me...is there any way...to expose our new wines to the public..." Jiang Yan's brain started to work fast again due to the habit in the business field.

"This is a bit esoteric... What is exposure?" Voris asked in a puzzled tone.

Jiang Yan gestured to him: "Exposure, exposure means that I will find a group of people to come and see you now, and let you appear in front of people..."

"It's exposure."

"It's like this..." Voris thought about it, took out the phone again, and handed it to Jiang Yan: "Jiang...! Have you watched the news recently?"

"No, I don't really care about these things." Jiang Yan shook his head.

"Then look at this...a red wine tasting competition organized by rich people in New York City." Voris clicked on Twitter* and opened a page for Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan took his mobile phone and looked at it carefully.

"This red wine tasting competition requires participants to go up blindfolded to taste the red wine one by one, and to name its variety and year... The person with the highest correct rate will get a prize of 20 US dollars..."

Jiang Yan listened to Vores' commentary while watching the requirements in the advertisement for the wine competition.

"But... what does this have to do with promoting new varieties from our estate?"

Jiang Yan returned the phone to Voris with doubts on his face.

Vores' eyes are bright: "You can think about it... If...! You go to participate... and win the championship... When you give your acceptance speech... you can say how good our new red wine is..."

After listening to his words, Jiang Yan was thoughtful: "But... can I do it?"

"Wouldn't it be useless if you can't win the championship?"

This is one reason, but more because he doesn't want to show his face...

Voris stared at him closely, with a little obsession in his eyes like the blue deep sea: "Jiang...you must be able to, because you have the most elegant posture and know the best about red wine..."

Although Jiang Yan was a little proud of being praised like this, he was still a little embarrassed on the face: "Vorris, you are exaggerating. When it comes to red wine, you actually know it better."

Voris shook his finger: "No, no, no...you can always taste the type and year of the red wine...I can't."

After hearing this, Jiang Yan lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"How is it? Did Nixiang go to participate?"

Vorras asked him.

Jiang Yan's eyes were a little dazed. He kept his name incognito for the past year just to live a stable and peaceful life.

But now he had to "show his face". Regarding this wine competition, he was not sure and was afraid of being widely reported by the media again, so he was very entangled for a while.

"I haven't figured it out yet..." Jiang Yan wrapped himself tightly in the blanket and shook his head.

"Then I want to date Ni, and I want Ni to be my boyfriend, do you want to date?" Voris asked again.

Jiang Yan was surprised by his straightforwardness and openness, and a helpless smile overflowed from the corner of his lips: "Vorris, I didn't say that, I have been in love many times, and I don't want to fall in love again."

Voris was puzzled: "What does this have to do with you being my boyfriend?"

"Because a person has been in love too many times, he loses the ability to love." Jiang Yan explained to him.

"What does this mean? I don't understand."

Voris was very puzzled, his handsome face wrinkled together.

Jiang Yan laughed loudly, staring at the stars all over the sky: "So I said...you should learn Chinese well..."

"Let's call it... let's take it..."

"It's not the number, it's okay." Jiang Yan corrected again.

The evening breeze is quiet, with the fragrance of green leaves and grapes wafting, and some laughter from the roof of the house from time to time, adding a lot of vitality to this quiet manor.

Shi Ling stood under the villa, smoking a pipe, listening to the conversation and laughter of the two young people on the roof, and felt that he was much younger.

Holding a bronze short tobacco rod in his hand, he arched his old brows and eyes, looking really peaceful and peaceful.

After the tobacco died down, he returned to the underground cellar to continue working on the new varieties he had recently developed.

After chatting with Voris on the roof, Jiang Yan returned to the villa, picked up a hand lamp full of Baroque style, and walked into the underground wine cellar.

Passing through the corridor lined with orange wall lamps, rows of wine racks come into view, and the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of grapes.

Jiang Yan stepped forward and saw that Shilin was shaking a goblet, observing the sedimentation of the wine inside.

"Uncle Shi..." He put down the lamp and called softly.

Shi Lin seemed to have known about his arrival for a long time, and waved at him: "Son, come and see."

"This is our new variety?" Jiang Yan leaned closer to Shilin and sniffed it in the wine glass on the table.

"This smell..."

"Why is there a fragrance of lily of the valley?" Jiang Yan looked surprised, and turned to ask Shilin.