Yu Lu's eyes lit up. She had been fortunate enough to taste the Hua City He family's secret brew at a previous gathering, and she still reminisced about its lingering flavor.
However, everyone knew the wine brewer's annual output wasn't high. Even the He family only brought it out for a few banquets each year. Even if she craved it, she couldn't simply ask for it.
Now, seeing Jin Qianqian's maneuvering, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.
Yang Wenlan scoffed, "You have the nerve to bring this up? That blockhead husband of mine already sent all our manor's stock to Mr. Gu. Don't tell me you've finished it all already?"
Jin Qianqian smiled innocently. "Who would ever complain about having too much of a good thing? Thanks to the fine wine Mr. He gave us, the number of people freeloading meals at my manor recently has skyrocketed. Naturally, we'd share a few drinks. If you don't believe me, go back and ask Mr. He. I always hosted him with excellent wine and food."
