"You hire people to rape my wife, and I’m supposed to thank you?"
The temperature in the private room plummeted. Everyone held their breath as they watched him unbutton the top button of his shirt. His casual demeanor carried an oppressive, storm-breathing tension. "To tell you the truth, Miss Han, you’d better believe it—I really can't manage my wife. I just manage her bank account balance and what she wants to eat today. As for other matters—"
"Oh, and I’m also responsible for keeping her happy, standing up for her, and cleaning up her messes. Since your Han Family is so powerful, you, Miss Han, should have just stuck to your guns."
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