Chapter 163 A Steamy Scene

• “I’m surprised you’d sit here eating barbecue and drinking beer with me.”
• “Then what kind of life do you think I live? Only the kind where I swirl wine in some fancy Western restaurant?” Vincy Shaw asked with a smile.
• “Feels like you’re the type who cares a lot about living well—very refined. In my head, this kind of thing is only for a rough guy like me,” Ben Walton said, pointing at the barbecue on the table.