She knew that every time Sun Yangxin thought of Yan Mian, he would get drunk. In the past, she was not willing to use those methods on him at all.
But now, her age had passed, and she did not have time to wait forever.
Moreover, he could not turn back even after 20 years. What else did she have to count on? A living person could not compare to a painting of that dead person. There was no need for her to deceive herself.
She wanted to have a child, and she had to give birth to this child herself.
Since she couldn't wait, she wouldn't wait.
Sun Yangxin was completely drunk. The entire study reeked of alcohol.
Zhou Wenjing came in with the soup and saw Sun Yangxin sitting on the ground without any care for his image.
She walked over with the bowl of soup and held Sun Yangxin's head. She said gently, "Master, this is to relieve the hangover. Drink it quickly."