The situation in the booth hadn't worsened.
Dongfang Jin picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass of red wine, and also poured a glass for Mu Xiaojiu.
Did these two really have a quarrel just now?
After putting down the wine bottle, Dongfang Jin picked up his glass and slightly raised it.
Mu Xiaojiu surprisingly also raised his glass and nodded back at him.
Then, they both downed the wine in one go.
"The taste is still the same as before."
"Not bad, hasn't changed much."
Mu Xiaojiu picked up the wine bottle and poured for both of them.
"Do you think we've been acting stupid these past few years?" Dongfang Jin suddenly asked.
Mu Xiaojiu was slightly taken aback, and suddenly, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.
"A bit stupid, but isn't it all your fault?"
"My fault? You're also a stingy guy."
"Six of one, half a dozen of the other."
"Indeed."
The two of them looked at each other, reminiscing about the past.
