After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 206 Red Roses and White Roses

Zhuo Xuan sat directly across from Nan Song, looking at Yu Jinwen on her left, Ji Yun on her right, and Fu Yu in front of her. The three men were surrounding her, and they were extremely jealous.

After the divorce, this country bumpkin seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Not only was he no longer a country bumpkin, he also learned how to seduce men!

She looked very unhappy and picked up the glass and took a sip of the red wine, but made a disgusted look, "It tasted very ordinary to me. It was far different from the wine I drank at Paris Tower Winery. "

The time she went to Paris, a wealthy foreigner took her there. In fact, what impressed her more deeply than the taste of the red wine was his skills in the wine cellar...

The bright red wine poured all over her body, dyeing her snow-white dress red, and then he clung to her like a wolf, sucking her up drop by drop.

Zhuo Xuan was stuck in the memories of the past, with two blushes on her cheeks, and a sharp pain on her thigh. Zhuo Yue pinched her secretly.

When she came to her senses, she felt aggrieved and said, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

Zhuo Yue glared at her and warned in a deep voice: "Don't show off on such occasions. It will only reveal your shallowness and ignorance. If you pick anyone here, you will drink more red wine and visit more wineries than you."

"..." Zhuo Xuan's face showed a bit of embarrassment, but she didn't know that because of her "showing off" just now, the atmosphere at the wine table dropped a few degrees.

Shen Liushu frowned, and Zhuo Yue quickly taught Zhuo Xuan a lesson, telling her to shut up and speak less.

There are no hard and fast rules for wine tastings, but there are some etiquettes that are established by convention. If you participate more and gain more experience, you will naturally understand them.

The so-called upper class society, the confidence and nobility of the upper class people, are cultivated and nurtured in this way.

The sommelier quickly opened the second wine and introduced it in a chatty voice.

Fu Yu stopped working on his job and directly transferred the role of translator to Nan Song. Nan Song looked at him lightly and said, "You want my help? Okay, you can buy two bottles of this wine and give them to me."

It was completely like a lion opening his mouth, but Fu Yu deserved to be happy, "No problem, I'll deliver!"

He is short-tongued and soft-handed, so Nan Song will help him.

The sommelier told the story again, and Nan Song translated in an orderly manner, "This wine is called Sassicaia red wine. It is the first of the four elegant wines in country I, and has the reputation of the king of wine..."

Because this wine is made from Bordeaux varieties such as Cabernet Sauvignon and Cabernet Franc, the wine is very strong. Nansong knew that his wine capacity was not very good, so he only tasted it briefly and spit it into the ice bucket.

The wine is spit out in a columnar shape, and the elegant gesture is natural.

The rest was poured into the ice bucket.

Zhuo Xuan saw that it was like a child in a kindergarten who caught a child wasting food and immediately raised his hand to complain. She accused from a distance: "How can you be so wasteful!"

She was like a disciplinary committee member, criticizing strictly, "Ms. Nan, if you don't drink well, you can choose not to drink, or pour less. Although it's not your family's wine, you can't waste it like this, right?"

After the words of accusation were spoken sonorously and forcefully, the whole place fell into silence.

Looking at Zhuo Xuan was like looking at an extraterrestrial creature.

How did this woman get in here?

Zhuo Xuan stood there majestically, perfectly interpreting the sentence "As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed." The air solidified into a ball of paste.

Nan Song sighed lightly, not bothering to explain at all.

In fact, there is no need to explain, because immediately after, Yu Jinwen turned the ice bucket in front of Nan Song, that is, the wine spitting device, in front of him, and poured the little bit of wine left in the cup into it.

"Pa", his action seemed to hit Zhuo Xuan invisibly in the face.

Then, the wine spitters were turned around one by one, and the guests behaved in the same way, some spitting wine, and some pouring wine, as if this was a normal thing.Each of these actions seemed to be slapping Zhuo Xuan in the face from a distance. She was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly turned red.

Zhuo Yue couldn't help but turned around and scolded, "Sit down!"

As soon as Zhuo Xuan sat down, she heard Zhuo Yue ask.

"Didn't you tell me that you have been to many wine tasting parties? Why don't you even understand this basic etiquette?"

Only then did Zhuo Xuan know that the wine bottle originally had a control nozzle that could limit the amount of wine poured out to one ounce, but sometimes the sommelier would uncontrollably pour too much. At this time, people usually drank a little and then poured more. a little.

Originally, a wine tasting party is a party for people to taste wine, not to drink. A professional wine taster will not drink all the wine, and he is not here to get drunk.

Seeing her confused and stupid look, Zhuo Yue felt angry and resentful in her heart. She was angry that she had been deceived by her, and she was angry that she had brought her here without asking her questions clearly. Otherwise, she would have to teach her some basic etiquette at the last minute.

It won't be as ridiculous as it is now.

Zhuo Xuan humiliated everyone with her series of actions at the wine tasting party. She wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl into. She wanted to hide in the bathroom in the name of peeing, but accidentally bumped into the waiter.

Her snow-white dress was immediately stained by wine and most of it was stained.

"Ah, my dress is killing you!"

Zhuo Xuan shouted angrily, feeling very sorry for herself that she had spent a month's salary to buy a dress for the occasion.

The waiter was scolded and felt aggrieved, "Miss, it was you who rushed up to bump into me, and don't you know it's best not to wear a white skirt to a cocktail party? If you had only worn red, you wouldn't have been so miserable..."

Seeing that Zhuo Xuan was still arguing with the waiter, Zhuo Yue's head hurt. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed again, so he quickly dragged her to the bathroom.

Nan Song was bored by the theater, and his originally happy mood was disturbed by some mindless trolls. He paid the bill for the red wine he ordered, gave him an address, and left with Ji Yun.

Yu Jinwen watched Nan Song leave, with his bright red back and thin lips slightly pursed.

Fu Yu came over and said, "What Nan Song and Zhuo Xuan are wearing today reminds me of a book, "Red Roses and White Roses". There is a classic quotation in that book, do you know?"

Yu Jinwen was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Fu Yu recited to himself, "Perhaps every man has had two women like this, at least two. Married to a red rose, over time, the red one turned into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still 'moonlight in front of the bed' ';If you marry a white rose, the white one is like a grain of rice sticky on your clothes, but the red one is like a cinnabar mole on your heart."

After reading slowly, he tilted his head and asked Yu Jinwen, "How is it? Do you have any resonance?"

Yu Jinwen glanced at him coolly.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Fu Yu smiled slightly, "I want to say, whether it's a red rose or a white rose, in short, what you can't get will always cause turmoil. To put it bluntly, it's still a shame."

"..."

No one responded to him. Suddenly, a mellow voice came from beside him, "It's better to move than not to move. If you are young and your heart is filled with despair, what can you do?"

Shen Liushu walked over silently, looking at his son with a pair of gentle and deep eyebrows, and lightly opened his thin lips.

"Ajin, let's talk."

(End of this chapter)