Chapter 132 First of all, I've avenged my great grudge! Tonight I'm going to pop some champagne to celebrate!
Huo Yuan's long, rough fingers were pinching her chin.
The heat from his palm was frighteningly hot.
"Settling scores?"
Lin Xingwan was pressed against the explosion-proof door panel by him, the hard metal latch digging into her waist.
Far from being afraid, she found it somewhat amusing.
"You were intentionally flirting with me on the boat."
Huo Yuan's voice was low and hoarse.
He lowered his head, his eyes, now restored to a pitch-black wolf-like gaze, staring fixedly at her.
"How do you plan to settle this, Boss Lin?"
"Leader Huo, why don't I recall ever flirting with you?"
Lin Xingwan lifted her head, her red lips curving slightly, a cunning glint flashing in her eyes.
"Not admitting to it?"
Huo Yuan leaned down, his teeth biting lightly but firmly onto her delicate lips.
It carried a faint scent of mint and tobacco.
"Fine. I'll use my body to help you remember."
"Wait a moment."
Lin Xingwan pressed her fair palm against his hard chest.
Through the thin undershirt, she could feel the rock-hard muscles on his body.
"I'm in a good mood today because I personally sent that trash, Gu Zichen, into the bellies of the fish."
She patted his face.
"I want to drink champagne and celebrate."
"Is champagne better than me?"
Huo Yuan was somewhat displeased and reached out to pinch her waist.
"Yes, and it's sweeter than you."
Lin Xingwan swatted his hand away and raised an eyebrow.
"Get those bottles of Romanée-Conti from my spatial storage. Lu Ting and the others are still waiting in the Underground City hall; we're holding a banquet tonight."
Huo Yuan sighed.
He rested his forehead against her shoulder in resignation, grinding his teeth fiercely.
"Fine, have it your way."
"Go drink first. When you come back, see how I'll torment you."
Returning to the Star Fortress, Lin Xingwan felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
The heavy stone that had weighed on her heart for two lifetimes had finally shattered by more than half today.
She immediately had Chef Li prepare a top-tier Western dinner banquet.
She also took out several bottles of out-of-print Romanée-Conti champagne that she had treasured before The Apocalypse from her spatial storage.
The bottles were still covered in a thin layer of moldy dust.
In the underground dining hall.
The underfloor heating was turned up high, keeping the temperature steadily at 26 degrees.
Chef Li was busy under the exhaust vent, holding a large stainless steel frying pan.
The sizzling top-grade Wagyu steak emitted a rich, savory aroma.
His apron was covered in black oil stains, and he wiped his face with his greasy hands.
"Sister-in-law! This wine is truly something!"
Lu Ting jumped over like a big monkey and popped the cork with his thumb.
"Pop!"
A crisp explosion echoed.
Golden wine sprayed out, splashing his collar, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.
"Chinese cabbage with red wine—this level of style would make those big shots on the Ninghai make themselves sick with rage if they saw it!"
"Cut the crap, you brute. You drink this red wine like it's plain water."
Lu Dachui was chewing peanuts on the side and spat on the ground.
"It's simply a waste of good stuff."
"What the hell do you know!"
Lu Ting glared, wiped the champagne from his chin, and wiped his hand on his pants.
"I'm drinking heartily! Sister-in-law, tonight, we don't stop until we're drunk!"
Lin Xingwan held a crystal goblet.
A faint red lipstick mark remained on the rim of the glass as she leaned back in her chair and took a sip of the wine.
The wine was ice-cold, with a slight sweet and sour taste.
"Sister-in-law, the signal from White Tiger's side has been connected."
Qian Duoduo, clutching a tablet, scrambled over to the dining table.
A peppercorn was still stuck to the corner of his mouth.
"That woman says she'll arrive at the Clock Tower on time tomorrow noon, and she only wants that box of 'Star Dust'."
"Tell them to behave."
Lin Xingwan swallowed the tender beef.
"If they dare to try and grab it, I'll have Lu Dachui use the sonic cannon to shatter their eardrums."
"Don't worry, Sister-in-law!"
Lu Dachui patted his chest and grinned.
"My sonic cannon can even shatter the brains of the big black fish in the water!"
The hall was filled with laughter and cheers; Huo Yuan's subordinates were eating meat and drinking alcohol heartily.
Fueled by alcohol, everyone was letting loose.
The entire Underground City was permeated with a warm, peaceful, and cozy atmosphere.
Lin Xingwan was slightly tipsy.
Her cheeks were flushed a tempting rosy red, and she felt the hall was a bit too noisy.
Holding her wine glass, she slowly walked to the balcony outside the hall.
The heavy rain outside had stopped.
But the sky remained a deathly, silent purple-black.
The boundless ocean of water glimmered with an eerie, dead gray under the faint night light.
Revenge was taken.
In this lifetime, she had finally truly established her footing in The Apocalypse.
"The wind is strong; don't stand here catching the cold breeze."
A low voice sounded behind her.
Lin Xingwan was staring blankly at the water and hadn't noticed anyone approaching.
A stiff black leather coat, carrying body heat, was silently draped over her shoulders.
It carried a familiar scent of mixed tobacco and gunpowder.
Huo Yuan embraced her waist from behind.
His tall frame held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting in the crook of her neck.
The hot breath he exhaled made the fine hairs on her neck stand on end instantly.
Lin Xingwan leaned back, her whole body sinking into his solid chest.
"What are you looking at?"
His voice was low, carrying a hint of tipsiness from the alcohol.
"Looking at the water."
Lin Xingwan swirled her glass.
"In my past life, I thought I would die under the extreme cold of the ice sheet, without even a bone left."
"Now, I am here."
Huo Yuan's hand tightened, constricting her until she could barely breathe.
He tilted his head.
His scorching, thin lips brushed against her fair earlobe, his eyes flashing with the possessiveness of a beast.
"Even if Death comes, it has to get past the blade in my hand first."
Huo Yuan turned her warm body around.
Forcing her to look directly into his wolf-like eyes, which were stained red with lust and alcohol.
"Wanwan."
His fingertips pinched her chin, his voice raspy beyond belief.
"The wine is finished. Now, shouldn't we settle the score between us?"