Ji Xiuyuan was simply heartbroken.
Lin Qi looked at her with a devastated expression and said wordlessly, "Is this wine very expensive?"
Momo walked over leisurely, glancing at Ji Xiuyuan with sympathy, "It's not about being expensive, but this wine is rather rare. Each bottle drunk is one less in the world, priceless in the market. After all, it's a 1775 vintage, and as you know, Sherry comes from top-tier wineries. Not all wineries have the capability to age wine for centuries and still be drinkable."
The 1775 Sherry was very limited.
Huo Tingdong would either not open it, or open two bottles at once when he did.
Drinking this one bottle wasn't just a matter of millions; it was drinking Ji Xiuyuan's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys away.
Ji Xiuyuan suddenly discovered that besides the Sherry, Huo Tingdong had also taken two bottles of Tequila, and his heart ached so much he could hardly breathe, "Why did you take these two out as well?"