C27 The Fishbone Stuck in My Heart

At the winery, Joseph opened the good wine that Asher Ashford kept in his collection and drank a few bottles at once.

Ding turned around and saw that the wine that he had kept for many years had been ruined just like that. His heart broke into pieces. "I'll buy it occasionally! "You can't drink my wine like that. This is my collection. If you want to buy it and get drunk, you can drink other things. This wine isn't drunk like that!"

Joseph was a little drunk, so he did not hide his thoughts. He said doubtfully, "Asher Ashford, why do you think women are so strange? I could clearly feel that she did not have feelings for me, but she rejected me for thousands of miles. " What kind of logic is this? "

Asher Ashford looked at the empty bottle of his good wine with heartache. He suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him. This guy was too annoying.

He washed the bottle and put it away. When he came back, he found that Joseph was still drinking. He just opened another bottle of wine.

As a brother, he was surprised to see Joseph like this. At the same time, he felt a little sorry for him.

Asher Ashford walked over and took the bottle from Joseph's hand. "Women's resistance can be divided into three types. Do you want to know?"

Joseph suddenly had an idea. His cheeks were red. "Which three types?"

"The first is true resistance. I hate you completely. I hope you can get out of her life. I hate you!"

"The second is to reject her and welcome her. Women like to be pretentious. They don't want to indulge in their image anymore. It will make them lose their value. Therefore, they will push her around appropriately to help their feelings!"

Joseph frowned. "What about the third type?"

"The third type! It's the last thing I have to do. " That kind of love is not allowed, there are many concerns, and there are so many thoughts in your mind that you don't know that you can only swallow the bitterness in your stomach and swallow it yourself! "

Asher Ashford moved closer and raised his eyebrows. "You drank it all for that sister, didn't you?"

Joseph did not answer. He was not even willing to admit that he was so distressed because of that woman Scarlett. There were many women who wanted to throw themselves on his bed.

Asher Ashford, on the other hand, became interested. He sat over and nudged him with his elbow. "You suddenly became like this. Does this mean that you have completely forgotten about Ruoxue?"

It would be fine if he did not mention Ruoxue. When he mentioned Ruoxue, Joseph immediately looked like he wanted to kill her.

Asher Ashford was so scared that he quickly waved his hand. "You drank too much. You must be hallucinating. I didn't say anything."

He rubbed his nose. Asher Ashford moved to the side weakly. Ruo Xue was a thorn stuck in Joseph's throat. He could not pull it out, but he could not swallow it.

He had no choice but to clean his body for so many years. It was all thanks to Ruo Xue's deadly arsenic. If that elder sister could really pull the thorn out of Joseph's throat, he would be happy to see it happen. Unfortunately, Joseph did not seem to have crossed this threshold.

Joseph got up and went to the small room in the Ding Yuan winery to rest. During this period of time, this lounge that was filled with the fragrance of wine had become his private room. Ding Yuan was forced to sleep in the small storeroom next door. The reason was that none of them wanted to sleep together.

Lying on the bed, Joseph looked at his phone and could not help but click on Scarlett's WeChat. He clicked on her WeChat Moments. From top to bottom, there was no other woman besides showing off delicious food.

Furthermore, he only posted it once in half a month's time. It could be seen that this person was either really boring or was hiding it.

Perhaps he was drunk, but Joseph had actually been patient and kept reading. He found out that she had also frequently posted it on her WeChat Moments two years ago. She had posted it almost every day, and the handwriting had faintly revealed the feeling of love.