It was almost ten o'clock when Jiang Nanzhou came back, reeking of alcohol.
He probably thought that Lu Jingqiu had already gone to sleep, so he entered the bedroom cautiously.
But as soon as he closed the door, the light in the room turned on. Lu Jingqiu was sitting up in bed, looking at him with a slight hint of anger, making his heart lurch. Feeling a bit guilty and careful, he said, "Wife, you haven't slept yet?" After speaking, he saw that his wife still had an expressionless face as she looked at him.
Jiang Nanzhou knew why, and quickly sat down at the edge of the bed, saying, "You already know, don't you?"
It was then that Lu Jingqiu finally spoke with self-reproach, "If I didn't know, would you have planned to keep it a secret from me forever, even ready to give up the opportunity to further your studies for me, and then years later tell our child regretfully how, for our sake, you gave up such a good opportunity, in exchange for a few brief years we had together?"