twenty minutes later, the waiters served the cold dishes one after another.
song qincheng pushed the drinks menu to shen che, " "they think i'm not short of money, so they can order whatever they want."
"i'm driving." "you're going to be detained for me if i get caught for drunk driving?" shen che asked.
"then find a designated driver, i'll pay." song qincheng's lips curled up.
shen che had never seen her being so generous. although he knew that this meal cost a few thousand yuan, and in the eyes of a big boss like yu tingchuan, it was just a small amount of money, this was not song qincheng's style.
he didn't look at the drink list, but looked at song qincheng. " "you can drink with your current body?"
"i'm fine with some," song qincheng said.
seeing that shen che didn't choose any wine, she took back the menu and flipped through it. she looked up and asked, " "a bottle of 1998 latour red?"
