My Wife in the City Is a Bit Too Much

This is a story about a handful of flowers stuck in cow dung. "The God of Song? Damn, it's not because of his wives." "Actor? Damn, if it weren't for his wives, would he be an actor?" "The richest man in the world? Damn, it's not his wife's money." Ye Jian: "You are just jealous. I rely on my own abilities to make a fool of myself. Why do you scold me?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.