The convoy drove to the airport neatly and steadily. In the extended Rolls Royce, Jon said to Brenden with some annoyance, "Go open a bottle of red wine and pour me a glass."
Seeing Jon’s expression slightly displeased, Brenden took a bottle of high-end red wine from the minibar and asked him cautiously, "That…brother Jon, my future sister-in-law… is she a bit too cold?"
Jon didn’t expect that Brenden’s words would just hit his heart.
He said with a gloomy expression, "Helena is indeed a little cold. It is said that she is not often involved in the Northern European royal family, so she is not so popular, that she’s even deprived of the title as the crown princess."
Brenden nodded along and said, "Hm, it’s actually good. If the sister-in-law is the crown princess, she won’t marry the Wade family. You don’t need to be too anxious. After all, you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry."
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