Wan Qiweng knew Zhao Xuran wanted to expand the production of Peach Blossom Wine, and she welcomed it, very warmly indeed.
"Ni Zi, if you don't go out, don't socialize, you won't know, this wine is actually quite good."
Wan Qiweng expressed her love-hate relationship with the wine, "Ever since I started drinking this wine, I feel my overall state has improved significantly."
"Even your uncle thinks I look better."
Even though she knew her man would never do anything to wrong her and their son, the ability to maintain youth and a beautiful face was, of course, something Wan Qiweng cherished.
She didn't cut back on skincare products, even enduring Zhan Jing's herbal-smelling face masks, just to keep her face looking good.
She never imagined that simply drinking wine would bring such benefits; who wouldn't like that?
"It's just too popular, and a lot of friends are asking for it." Of course, Wan Qiweng wouldn't let her own supply run low.
