"You hate me, so you want to take revenge on me, right?" Scarlet forced herself to calm down and said.
Jason didn't answer the question directly, "Maybe. Sit down, please. Let's talk. We have a lot to talk about."
When saying the last sentence, Jason raised the corner of his mouth, smiling like a demon.
Scarlet sat down on the opposite of him. Jason threw an eye on the table and asked the waiter.
" Marge, 82's," Jason said.
"Yes, sir." the waiter immediately left to get the wine.
Scarlet loved wine, so she knew a lot about the culture of wine. Marge is the wine appointed at the State Banquet in Britain. It tasted quite smooth. The older the wine was, the more fragrant it would be.
But they had broken up. This wine might be too much for them.
Besides, their sex was also caused by wine intake. Scarlet was a little frightened.
Soon, the waiter served the wine. He slowly opened the cork, then slowly sobered the wine up. Finally, he poured the wine into two goblets.