America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Tie Tou was wearing an ill-fitting white suit today, making him look like a bodyguard going to a wedding.

He came in carrying a constant temperature incubator.

"Forty million, I can give that."

Chen An opened the box.

Inside wasn't money, but a freshly thawed, tempting-looking Titan snowflake steak.

"But I have one condition."

"I want you to cook for me yourself, using this piece of beef, paired with a bottle of wine that you find most satisfying, and treat me to a meal."

"If this wine is worthy of my meat, I will pay off all your debts and retain control of your estate."

Madeline was stunned.

Her eyes changed instantly when she looked at the piece of beef.

Having grown up in a winery, she has a natural appreciation for fine food.

The marbling on that beef... it was simply the most perfect work of art she had ever seen in her life.

"This is... Kobe Wagyu beef?" she couldn't help but ask.

"No. This is Titan Snowflake Beef."

Chen An stood up and walked to her, the two of them very close.

I was so close I could smell her faint perfume, which smelled like withered roses.

"What? The Countess is afraid to accept this challenge?"

Madeline raised her head and looked directly into Chen An's aggressive black eyes.

She saw ambition, confidence, and a masculine aura in it that made her heart race.

In recent years, she has seen many vultures who want to take over wineries. They only talk about land and demolishing vineyards to build villas.

No one has ever come with such an extreme pursuit of taste, even when they're throwing money around like this man.

"it is good."

Madeline bit her lip, her eyes regaining their resolve.

"The kitchen's over there. If your meat's garbage, I won't waste my wine either."

……

An hour later. On the terrace of the manor.

The California sunlight softened, and the golden sunset spilled onto the dining table.

A perfectly cooked medium-rare steak was placed in front of Chen An.

Next to it is a bottle of 1990 Cabernet Sauvignon that has already been decanted and has a yellowed label.

"Give it a try."

Madeline sat opposite her, having changed into a looser loungewear dress, nervously clutching a napkin in her hand.

Chen An cut off a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

Through Madeleine's French cooking techniques, the potential of this meat is fully unleashed.

The crust was crispy, while the inside melted like cream. He then took a sip of red wine.

That instant.

The rich tannins and beef fats undergo a chemical reaction in the mouth.

The fruity aromas of the red wine are enhanced by the meaty aromas, while the richness of the meat is perfectly balanced by the wine's body.

"A perfect match."

Chen An put down his wine glass and gave his evaluation.

"There's a story behind this wine," he said, looking at Madeline.

"It has the taste of time, and also... the taste of loneliness."

Madeline's hand trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened.

This bottle of wine was the last batch brewed by her late husband.

Over the past few years, she has single-handedly supported the family business, facing pressure from creditors and exclusion from her peers; she has truly been very lonely.

"You passed."

Chen An took out a pen, signed his name on the acquisition contract, and crossed out one clause.

"The wines in the cellar are your private property. I won't touch them."

He pushed the contract away.

"In addition, I will invest ten million to upgrade the equipment. But I have one condition."

"What?" Madeline's voice trembled as she looked at the contract that could give her a new life.

"I want this wine to be the exclusive offering of the 'Titan Club'."

"and……"

Chen An stood up, walked behind her, placed his hands on the back of her chair, and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"I also hope that when I feel like drinking, a beautiful countess will personally sober me up."

The implication is quite obvious.

Madeline did not flinch.

She turned around, and their noses almost touched.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, amidst the intoxicating aroma of wine.

The attraction between mature men and women, like fermenting grape juice, is rapidly transforming into a more potent alcohol.

"As long as you are the owner of this estate..."

Madeline's voice was soft, yet it carried a tenderness she had never felt before.

"Then you have the right... to open all the 'corks' here."

……

After the dinner.

Sarah took Jessica and Katie to the guest rooms at the manor to rest.

It was a detached villa.

Although somewhat reluctant, they all knew that tonight, the main event here belonged to the countess who had just "submitted".

In the master bedroom of the main building.

The interior retains the French style of decoration from a hundred years ago, with curtains hanging on the huge four-poster bed.

Madeline walked into the bedroom carrying two glasses of red wine.

She has already taken a shower.

The black dress was replaced with a semi-transparent lace nightgown.

"List……"

She walked up to Chen An and handed him the wine glass, saying, "This wine is called 'Redemption'."

Chen An took the wine glass, but did not drink it.

He placed the wine glass on the bedside table, then pulled Madeline into his arms.

"No. This is called 'conquest'."

He kissed her lips.

It was a kiss tinged with the bittersweetness of red wine. Madeline did not resist.

On the contrary, at that moment, the pressure and emptiness that had been building up for many years were completely released.

She held Chen An tightly, like a drowning person clutching their only lifeline.

"Be gentle... This house is very old, and the soundproofing isn't good..."

She whispered in Chen An's ear.

"Then let it hear the voice of its new owner."

Chen An ripped off the curtain.

In the California night, in that old bedroom that exudes the scent of aged oak.

This proud countess finally found refuge in the castle she had guarded for so many years.

She bowed her noble head to a young conqueror from the East.

And, they found it sweet.

Another dazzling ruby ​​has been added to the map of Titan Manor.

……

The California sun seems to have a special fondness for this old estate deep in Napa Valley.

Nine in the morning.

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the heavy velvet curtains and fell upon the two-hundred-year-old carved four-poster bed, Chen An felt a movement in his arms.

Madeleine de Saint-Elena, the countess who was as proud as a swan in ordinary times.

At this moment, it was curled up on his chest like a lazy Persian cat.

Her chestnut-brown curly hair lay scattered on the white pillow.

The red marks on his body, the result of the intense "negotiations" last night, looked both shocking and incredibly beautiful in the morning light.

Good morning, my new master.

Madeline opened her eyes; they were a hazy, grayish-blue.

She didn't have the shyness of a little girl afterward, but rather a mature woman's unique charm and a hint of... the ease after complete indulgence.

"morning."

Chen An kissed her smooth forehead. "I'm very satisfied with last night's 'redemption fee'."

Madeline chuckled softly and drew circles on his chest muscles with her fingers.

"That was the most precious 'asset' of the St. Elena family. Now, it's yours."