For the average office worker, a weekend either involves overtime or it doesn't. Zheng Yu'an, while ambitious in his career, wasn't such a workaholic that he'd completely sacrifice his free time.
After drinking for two consecutive days, Zheng Yu'an felt like a cured meat pulled from a wine vat. He failed to sleep in on Saturday morning, only because Madam Zhou had specially made soup and brought it all the way to him.
"I knew you'd had too much to drink." Zhou Chuntao, 60, was energetic and stylishly dressed. Zheng Yu'an eyed the small scarf wrapped around her head and couldn't help asking, "Where's Dad?"