Simon Forrester chewed on the bloody duck, his lips slightly curving upwards, his jaw moving as he swallowed, then he laughed and said, "Are science students now so good at history? You even remember the February Revolution in France in 1848."
Sienna Thornton smiled with squinted eyes, "Even though I chose science back then, I was great at the arts too!" After saying that, she asked Simon Forrester, "How about you? Were you a science student too?"
Simon Forrester nodded.
Sienna Thornton cut the duck meat on the silver platter, lifted her eyes to look over, her eyes curved, cheeks slightly flushed from drinking, lips rosy pink.
Simon Forrester looked deeply at her.
She chuckled, "I realize I don't know a thing about your past, and you rarely talk about it."
Simon Forrester laughed, pretending to be ignorant, "What past events?"
"Like whether any girls liked you in college, your best friend during school, your life trajectory then...I want to know all this!"
