This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The sunset burning in the sky became more and more spectacular, but Linyin was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery now.

She has an immature idea, that is, to control the entire Jingu family as soon as possible to avoid becoming Vincent's enemy in the future.

"Rinyin-" Hermione waved her hand in front of her eyes, "What are you thinking about? We are going back to the ground, are you coming with us?"

"Oh, okay." Linyin came back to her senses and quietly glanced at Vincent who was standing on the hanging basket.

She approached Hermione mysteriously and spoke in a low voice, "I knew you two would be together, but have you ever thought about the future?"

"have."

"Then you're not worried?"

Hermione looked at Vincent, who was patiently waiting for her, with a happy smile on her face.

"Rinyin, have you let go of Kenny?"

Linyin took a deep breath and nodded slightly, "Now I finally know how stupid I was before. That guy was just a passerby in my life."

Hermione looked away and looked into her eyes very seriously, "When you really like someone, you will never let go as easily as you did with Kenny."

Linyin smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I don't have the courage to give it a try, nor do I have your firm determination."

She hugged Hermione gently and said, "I wish you happiness."

"Thank you. I also hope you can meet someone you really like soon."

"Yeah." Linyin let go of his hands and pushed Hermione in front of Vincent.

"I plan to stay here for a while and not disturb your world."

Vincent wanted to say a few polite words, but Hermione stood up on the hanging basket and took his hand.

"Let's go, Linyin is not in a good mood right now."

He had no interest in eavesdropping on the girls' conversation, but he could roughly guess what they were going to say just now.

Either gossip or emotional issues.

I originally planned to invite her to have a dinner for three people, but since she was not in a good mood, let's wait until next time.

Vincent hugged Hermione tightly and jumped into the rainbow-colored hot air balloon ahead.

Linyin watched their hot air balloon slowly descend, and then turned to look at the gradually dimming sunset on the horizon.

In fact, it's pretty good to be alone. You can do whatever you want without having to think about someone else's feelings.

She faced the setting sun and closed her eyes to feel the tranquility of the moment.

This may be the last time I will be willful.

After taking over the Jingu family's property, I'm afraid I won't even have time to travel, let alone be as free as now.

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It was almost 7pm when Vincent and Hermione returned to the surface.

The team was all surprised by his precise landing, which was even more professional than a professional hot air balloon pilot.

"Maybe I'm more talented."

Everyone watched with suspicion as the two walked towards the royal blue Bugatti.

It is rare to see a rich second generation who is humble, courteous and approachable. He even has the rare gift and talent at the same time.

What kind of supercar would such a person design?

The leader held a small suitcase full of pounds and looked at the royal blue Bugatti that was gradually going away.

They believe that the future Bugatti factory will surely create a new speed myth again.

Of course Vincent in the car wouldn't know what they were thinking.

He was thinking about where to have dinner with Hermione.

If you are not familiar with Bristol, you should go back to London first.

More than half an hour later, the royal blue Bugatti drove into central London.

Even though it's close to 8 o'clock, the restaurants on both sides of the street are still busy.

Vincent drove slowly, "Shall we eat French food?"

"Okay." Hermione looked out the window expectantly.

Dinner should be more formal and ceremonial.

Although a romantic candlelight dinner is tacky, no girl can refuse flowers, candles, champagne and delicious food.

"Eggplant Restaurant?" Vincent looked at this strangely named restaurant.

The decoration style looks like a French restaurant, but I don't know if the taste is authentic or not.

Hermione also looked at the restaurant, "What a strange name, but it's pretty easy to remember."

Vincent saw that she seemed very interested, so he parked his car next to the entrance of the restaurant.

"Wait for me a moment."

After he got off the car, he walked into the restaurant. The environment inside fit the name very well, with the main color being light purple.

A waiter came forward and said, "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"No." Vincent took out his father's credit card from his wallet, "But I have this."

The waiter kept a polite and decent smile, "Okay sir, do you need to arrange anything?"

"I hope you can prepare a romantic candlelight dinner for me."

With the blessing of Qian's ability, the tall and thin lobby manager walked over quickly.

"Sir, do you have any requirements for the table setting?"

Vincent shook his head slightly, "Just follow the normal situation, but I care more about the taste of the food."

The lobby manager winked at the waiter and said, "Sir, you have come to the right place. The chef of our restaurant has worked in many well-known hotels in France."

Vincent followed him to the second floor suspiciously.

The view here is dimmer than the first floor, but the space is much more spacious. There are only one table of guests among the three tables in total.

"Sir, please come with me. This is the best seat in our restaurant."

Close to the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, the view is quite wide, and the huge crystal chandelier reflects the shining starlight. It is indeed a good location.

Vincent was very satisfied.

At this moment, the restaurant chef came over led by the waiter.

"Good evening, sir, I am Gordon Ramsay, the chef at Eggplant Restaurant."

Vincent always felt that his name was very familiar, and after looking carefully for a few times, he recognized the well-established chef in front of him.

It’s no secret that French restaurants in London are very popular.

Although British food is not very good, the British chef still knows French food very well.

Before Vincent traveled to this world, there was a world-famous British chef.

He was the first Scot to be awarded a three-star Michelin chef title and has appeared on countless ratings-breaking food shows.

But what he is most famous for is not his cooking skills, nor his demanding pursuit of near-perfect dishes. Instead, he is famous for his violent temper in the kitchen and his characteristic poisonous tongue full of British accents.

"Why can a hen cross the road? Because you didn't fucking cook it!"

"You have so much gas that the fucking United States is coming to compete with you!"

"This fish is still looking for its son after birth!"

Many famous scenes flashed through Vincent's mind. It's really easy to get addicted to Gordon's curse words.

The chef of this strangely named restaurant is actually the God of Cooking from Hell. He must be very lucky.

It's only 1994, and we still have to wait a few more years before "Hell's Kitchen" becomes a hit in the future.

"Good evening, Chef Ramsay, I'm Vincent, Vincent Wayne."

Gordon smiled and shook hands with him, "Mr. Wayne, I heard that you care about the taste of food?"

"Yes, Chef Ramsay." Vincent suppressed the excitement in his heart and said,

"I've tasted so many authentic French dishes, and I hope there's something unique and innovative tonight."

Gordon frowned slightly and quickly smiled again, "I understand, Mr. Wayne, I guarantee that you and your partner will have a perfect dinner."

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