Memoria looked at the clock; fifteen minutes had passed since the last call. Even a snail should have crawled here by now.
That bastard... could he have stood her up?!
Memoria suddenly felt a pang in her heart.
Immediately, she took out her phone and quickly dialed Leng Xiaoxie's number.
"General Leng, when are you coming?" Memoria asked with a smile.
"Oh... there's a sudden task tonight, can't make it, another day."
With that, Leng Xiaoxie laughed heartily and hung up the phone.
On her end of the line, Memoria listened to his laughter, her heart sank. Seeing the waiter about to open the wine bottle, she hurried to stop him.
Pop!
With a light sound, the cork was already pulled out.
Memoria was on the brink of tears; that was an 18,000-a-bottle Lafite!
Watching the servant pour the red wine into the cup, Memoria felt as if it was her own blood being poured.
This meal, at the very least, would cost over 30,000.
