“My wife is adored by everyone. She shines like the stars, and she’s so petite and delicate she can’t even twist open a bottle cap.” The feared Qin of the capital says this with quiet pride, as if reciting a list of treasures. Everyone objects. “Then who’s that woman lifting hundreds of pounds at the gym? And who’s the woman mercilessly beating up her ex-husband? Lord Qin, can you stop being so biased? Your wife is clearly fat~” “Did she eat your rice?” Qin snorts. “Here’s five million. Go home and eat until you’re fat. Don’t come back until you weigh at least two hundred pounds. Anyone who says my wife is fat is blind. What do they need eyes for? I’ll poke them out.” Their adorable little dumpling does the laundry, cooks, and makes the bed. “Mommy, Daddy, I’ve taken care of everything for you. All that’s left is for you to give me a little brother.”
