This was why their wine was wanted by so many people all around the world.
Du Yanzheng shook the wine glass in his hand. As the blood red colored wine was swirling in the glass, he said, "Hit it."
"Yes, Sir."
When the control room got the command, they did as they were told.
Soon, there were two missiles locked onto the helicopter from left and right.
It was obvious that the helicopter was trying to dodge the missiles, and there were also bullets coming out of it, but there was still an explosion. A loud sound rang in the air and black, thick smoke appeared in the sky.
Du Yanzheng felt much better when he saw the bright, loud explosion in the air through the video call.
Everything was over now.
He knew that she would blame him and even hate him.
But…
He didn't care.
She belonged to him.
Even when she was ignoring him all this while and had been denying him, she only belonged to him.
