Live-in Son-in-law

"I’m your wife, treating me well makes you a simp, huh?"

Qin Yi sneered, "Are you really my wife? Besides that piece of paper, what else? You’re saying I’m aloof, but who’s the one acting like a cold ice sculpture every day?"

"Still calling yourself my wife, can’t touch, can’t feel, can’t move... Might as well get an inflatable doll."

Xia Yanbing’s face was full of anger, "Then go! You think you’re some god above everyone else..."

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"I just want to be above you."

"Qin Yi, you bastard, go drink your expensive wine, live in your best house, find your prettiest woman! I’m inadequate, I abuse you every day, go get your inflatable doll."

Qin Yi shouted angrily, "Fine, I will. With just a nod, wealth and status will lay before me, ready for me to choose from fancy cars and beautiful women."

Xia Yanbing was trembling with rage, "You bastard, I want a divorce."

"Divorce it is, who’s afraid? Without you, Xia Yanbing, there’s Zhang Yanbing, Li Yanbing waiting for me."

Xia Yanbing roared, "You, get out of my face, meet at the civil affairs office tomorrow morning!"