The family banquet lasted a long time. Lin Mo and the others were drinking wine, chatting, and venting all the grievances and words they had wanted to say over the years.
They laughed and cried, cried and laughed, and after several hours of this, they finally helped each other back to their own rooms.
Lin Mo seldom drank alcohol before, and his tolerance could only be considered average, but today he also drank nearly a catty of white liquor. By the time he returned to his room, he didn't even care to take off his clothes and plunged straight into the warm bed.
Li Jinwen drank less and was still able to maintain a semblance of soberness.
She walked to the bed and saw Lin Mo like this, her eyes already red, couldn't help but shed a few more tears.
Only she had witnessed the bulk of her husband's hardships and shared the greatest joys regarding Lin Mo.
