"I really mean it... anything Jiang Zhe makes is never less than perfect,"
but deep down, he still felt a bit scared of Qin Jingchen. Sitting across from him, Yang Feiliu couldn't help feeling a bit guilty.
At this moment, Jiang Zhe just wanted to recite "Duke Zhou Criticizes King Qi for Not Listening to Advice": where the kindness toward me is private, it's from a wife, and where it's out of fear, it's from a concubine.
Qin Jingchen brought out the wine again.
The liquid poured into the glasses now was a reddish-brown, pleasing to the eye.
The rich aroma of the wine began to spread through the air.
The red liquid clung to the glass, showing off a captivating brilliance.
This time, everyone was truly savoring with great care.
Qin Jingchen took a light sip, finding the flavor rich but not greasy, the aroma strong with a sweet aftertaste, indeed a rare top-quality wine.
As the others drank, silence fell upon them.