When Liu Yun and Wei Luo were tasting that half a glass of red wine, a smile was on Wei Luo's face, but his heart was bleeding. Even when he pursued those college beauties, he had never spent as much as he did today. Was it all just so he wouldn't be embarrassed in front of that plainly dressed young man?
If the other guy could afford a bottle of such expensive wine, couldn't Young Master Wei afford it too?
"Young Master Wei, don't be fooled by her innocent look. Back in college, she slept around with other guys pretty early on."
Liu Yun whispered to Wei Luo.
The "her" Liu Yun mentioned was naturally referring to Wen Xin, not far away.
"Really? People like her even with her breath smelling so bad?"
"Stinky tofu, salty fish, durian—all those smell terrible but people still like them, don't they?"
Liu Yun said.
Wei Luo felt it made sense. Many things that looked pretty on the outside were actually an acquired taste.