Feelings Deepen
Shen Wuxiao agreed with him as well. "That's true. I just love the food my wife makes."
"I like having hot pot with them."
"The world's most expensive, most premium ingredients can't compare to a meal made by my wife. It depends on the person, I suppose!"
"I can tell that Young Master Shen truly loves your woman!" Catherine looked at him, and something stirred in her heart.
She even found herself somewhat envious of Shen Wuxiao's women.
Where they came from, people used price to determine nobility and worth.
Like her good friends who had already passed away, the food she made had been top-tier in flavor.
Yet in many people's eyes, it had merely been some low-class little restaurant.
No matter how delicious it was, so-called nobles would never touch it.
Shen Wuxiao wiped his mouth. "If there were wine, it'd be even better."
"Young Master Shen likes wine tasting?"
Catherine liked it herself, so she asked.
"Me? I don't like it. It's just that when dining with a beauty like you, drinking can add to the mood!"
Catherine grew shy again at his words.
Shen Wuxiao continued, "Usually, when I taste wine, it's just to pass the time while waiting for something."
"For example, when my wife is changing into cosplay clothes and I'm waiting outside, I'll usually taste some wine!"
Catherine's pretty face heated up again.
Good heavens, so that was what he meant.
To him, wine tasting was merely something to bridge the wait. Once the beauty appeared, he would toss the wineglass aside.
But speaking of wine, there really was some.
On the lower tier of the dining cart sat four cases.
Red wine, white wine, beer, and foreign liquor.
There was even a set of exquisite drinking utensils.
Shen Wuxiao picked