"Wen Xiaonian."
"Uh-huh?"
"You're doing this on purpose... you're flirting with me, right?"
"Hahaha!"
Wen Nian looked at the blushing and annoyed face and laughed, quickly lifting his glass,
"Lady, happy birthday."
"Hmph."
They shared the same birthday, the day they got married.
After lunch, they visited the glasshouse, where a small display table was set with numerous artworks.
At around three o'clock, an old lady came in,
"Sir, ma'am, would you like to learn how to make wine?"
This was too novel for Song Lili, who pulled Wen Nian along and ran.
In the winery, seven or eight workers were already at work, with bunches of green grapes and apples all washed clean.
Although Wen Nian wasn't particularly interested, seeing Song Lili's excitement, he also learned along with her.
She was always full of curiosity for things she hadn't experienced before.
She was having so much fun making wine.
When a few workers praised her for being smart, she immediately became joyful.
