My wife took the initiative to surrender and go to jail in order to take the blame for her first love. I rushed to the detention center overnight and looked at her through the glass. My shoulders were shaking so much that I couldn't stop shaking. The prison guard knocked on the table seriously, asking the family members to control their emotions and not break down from crying. "However, when I walked out of the door, I laughed like a pig. My brainless wife, you can go in and use the sewing machine in peace. Why don't you sign a prenuptial agreement first? Now, the position of chairman of the group belongs to me, my son-in-law! I wiped away the non-existent tears on my face. I took out my mobile phone and sent a voice message to my personal lawyer.
