Chapter 658

Seeing how pathetic Mr. Paterson looked, Mrs. Paterson felt disgusted and jabbed him with her elbow.

“Seriously? You’re acting like you’ve never seen Moutai before. Didn’t your old classmate give you a bottle last year?”

She wasn’t trying to point out anything extravagant—just reminding him not to act like he’d been bribed.

Mr. Paterson thought for a second and corrected her earnestly, “This is Feitian Moutai. That’s different.”

Mrs. Paterson’s face turned dark.

Seeing that, Mr. Paterson finally clammed up, albeit reluctantly.