Maybe because it was past lunchtime and there weren’t many guests. The food was served quickly.
“Here, Old Tian, Sister. Eat, eat.” Zhang Ye said politely.
Tian Bin did not move his chopsticks. The wine had been brought over, so he twisted it open and poured a full cup for himself. He then passed it to Zhang Ye, “Pour some for yourself.”
“Sure, let’s have a drink together.” Zhang Ye poured some for himself.
Tian Bin’s wife kept glancing at them, “This should be a good wine; I will have some, too.”
“What are you drinking for?” Tian Bin was unhappy.
Tian Bin’s wife had been speaking with sarcasm since the moment she had entered the restaurant, “Only you can drink and I cannot? I’m not in a good mood; can’t I have a glass?”
“Drink, drink, drink. Who cares about you?” Tian Bin then took a mouthful.
They had nothing to talk about. They were foes to begin with, so the atmosphere was rather awkward. Besides eating, they were drinking. No one tried to say anything more.
Finally, it was alcohol that worked its magic.
Tian Bin suddenly said something. He looked at Zhang Ye and laughed, “What do you think about our feud? What were we fighting for? Look at it now. You have left, and I have also left. In the end, it was that Jia Yan who took our places. Don’t you think that we were stupid?”
Zhang Ye replied, “Yes, we were really dumb.”
Tian Bin might have had a little too much, and he began to talk much more, too, “Forget it; let’s not talk about the past. If there’s anything that I did wrong in the past, let this big brother apologize to you. Come, cheers.”