General Bai, like Ye Cheng, was also a connoisseur of fine wines.
He had several brands of fine wine collected at home.
Previously, when Ye Cheng brought wine, he recognized the brand but didn't pay it much attention.
He thought it was an imitation.
But the moment the wine touched his lips, he could feel it was different from ordinary wines.
"Ahem," Ye Shaohua noticed what General Bai was about to say and quickly picked up the bottle to pour him another glass, "Uncle Bai, if you like it, that's good."
General Bai thought about how he just drank away tens of thousands of yuan in one gulp.
It pained his heart like nothing else.
But having caught Ye Shaohua's hint, he said nothing.
Instead, he hid the shock in Ai Lun's heart, looking at Ye Shaohua with a mix of intense curiosity and astonishment.
These days, since the incident with the sharpshooter, Shaohua had not returned to the base.