The stance of the Yue family warmed Zheng Zhiyuan's heart. His own siblings weren't the type to simply take advantage of him, but they definitely wouldn't take the initiative to offer help, not to mention his sisters-in-law.
So after Zheng Zhiyuan started the banquet today, he really drank quite a lot and eventually even began to talk drunkenly. Luo Jialin helped him upstairs to rest, and Zheng Zhiyuan couldn't stop giggling, "Wife, how did I get so lucky to marry you?"
Luo Jialin knew he must be drunk, "Of course it's the good karma you accumulated in your past lives. You saw it today—my brothers and sisters all adore me. If you dare to bully me in the future, you'll have it coming."
Luo Jialin was waiting for a reply, but he had already started snoring in bed, so she helped him take off his shoes and pulled up the blanket.
