Young Master Gong, Your Wife Ran Away Again and Again

“Someone picking on you? Call me ‘hubby,’ and I’ll take care of it.” “Someone humiliated you? Call me ‘hubby,’ and I’ll sort it out.” She could take no more. “I’ve signed the divorce papers.” “Your handwriting’s awful. Tear them up!” “Young master, the young madam has run away again…” “Break my leg and tell her I’m crippled.” They promised never to leave each other, in poverty or wealth, in sickness or health. Let her try running away. (A one-on-one, face-slapping romance with doting leads, both physically and emotionally pure.)