Halfway through dinner, Sophia brought out a bottle of homemade peach blossom wine to share with everyone. “This is our homemade peach blossom wine. It might not be as good as those collector wines, but it has its own unique flavor. Do give it a try!”

Everyone in the room got some, including Sam.

Holding the small glass of peach blossom wine in his hand, a familiar scent suddenly wafted past him and he couldn’t resist drinking the small glass of wine in one go.

The wine was fragrant. It was supposed to taste sweet, but Sam seemed to have tasted something bitter instead.

The bitterness was making him tear up. Covering the smell of the wine, he closed his eyes and tears rolled down his cheeks.

It was the Johnson Family’s secret peach blossom wine. Sam drank it once a long time ago.

At the time, his name was still Andrea Edwards. He remembered that there was also a small glass of homemade peach blossom wine in front of him. Annabel had opened it, and Cooper had poured it for him.

“Andrea, you’re not an adult yet, so you can’t drink. But, since it’s a happy day today, you can drink some in secret. I won’t tell your parents.”

He remembered tearing up from having tasted the burn of alcohol for the first time.

He did not think that he would get to drink it again over twenty years later.

 

Seeing Sam finish the drink in one go, Sophia hastily poured him more. “You’re good at holding your alcohol, Master Sam!”

She poured another full glass for him.

 

Sam wiped his tears away and said in a rather choked-up voice, “The wine is too strong; it’s making me tear up.”

She smiled. “This is our family’s secret recipe. You have to savor it slowly. It will definitely be too strong if you drink it at once.”

He lifted the glass again, and this time, he let the taste sink in.

Somehow, it was different each time he took a sip. It seemed like the wine he drank twenty years ago, but there was also a new flavor to it.

After he finished the second glass, he lifted the empty glass and Sophia automatically brought the bottle of wine to him and poured another full glass for him.

With the glass in his hand, he asked, “This is pretty good wine. Did you make it yourself?”

took a sip herself. “Yeah, I

uncle’s house. Her uncle was a teacher, and her aunt sold pot-stewed dishes and their homemade wine

up very early in the morning to set up the stall and finish selling everything off before she could go to school. There was a small wine-making workshop at their house. In middle school, she was

her aunt, Annabel was still

secretly possessed the Johnson Family’s wine formula. Hence, their wine was unfavorable to people and caused their business

He drank several glasses in a row. By the end of the night, he even wanted a bottle

was drinking, cursed at him on the inside, This old geezer. He eats and drinks our food, and now he wants to take our

wine. They seemed to be popular

of attention—so much so that Lucy had heard of the pet luxury goods brand that Sophia wanted to come up with, but she chose

was not her rival. She did not have a reason to

drank to their hearts’ content. Michael brought out a premium red wine from his collection at home. On top of Sophia’s wine, everyone was

walking straight anymore. In all these years, it was the

was drunk, all he could see was Annabel in

like Annabel, and even Linus was slowly starting to look like

gone, Sophia let herself loose. Not only did she start to drink

held her and said, “Okay, that’s enough. Let’s not drink anymore.

face, she said, “I’m not drunk!

annoyance. “I saw you hugging and

definitely drunk after kissing

Michael off. She hugged Judge and kissed him again. Laughing and slurring away,

her

how drunk

bowl of wine and arrived next to Linus. She drank the wine in two mouthfuls and started

why are you a

by her question. He let out a scoff, then

also feeling a bit tipsy. Am I a

getting harder to determine. A majority of

then, Michael lifted Sophia and

I’ll take her

fit. She whined about wanting to kiss Judge and make love to

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