"Best that he drinks until he falls dead, best that he drinks until he develops ulcers in his stomach. How old is he now? Why did he refuse to listen to my explanation but went out to drink wine? Has he gone crazy?"

Lin Mengya moved away from the window to the side. While she muttered those heartless words, she got out a pill for dispelling the effects of alcohol from the medicine box she always carried with her.

Baishao chuckled to herself. Although she was an ...