After three years in prison, I became the laughingstock of the town.
On the first day after she was released from prison, the mother-in-law slapped the divorce agreement on the table: "Is this a good-for-nothing worthy of marrying my daughter?"
The rich second generation put his arms around my wife's waist: "Su Qingyue, why don't you kick this kind of man?"
I didn't say anything because my phone rang.
The other end of the phone only said: "Your Majesty, we have clues about the cases of those seventeen people."
I hung up the phone, looked at the group of people in front of me, and smiled.
It's time to settle accounts for what happened three years ago.
As for my wife - she doesn't seem to know what I do.
