Yang Sheng tapped the table, "Of course, beer!"
Ji Rui glanced at Le Tong strangely, then at Yang Sheng, speaking lightly, "I've been too busy lately, better to drink less."
Yang Sheng was a bit taken aback, stared at Ji Rui in thought, wondering when Ji Rui turned into such a nagging, fussy person?
"Having some alcohol appropriately not only relieves stress but also aids sleep." Yang Sheng always finds a suitable reason for his actions.
"You're talking about red wine, not beer!" Ji Rui corrected Yang Sheng.
Yang Sheng shrugged, "Then I'll drink red wine!" With that, he got up and headed to the car, soon returned with a bottle of red wine from the trunk, "Bang" placed it on the table.
Le Tong glanced at the waiter serving a bright red spicy hot pot soup, then at the pricey bottle of red wine, feeling speechless.
"Miss, would you still like beer?" The waiter hadn't received a definite answer earlier, so asked again now.
