Sir Is So Domineering

The snow covered the ground like a white blanket.

When the snowflakes landed on one's bare skin, it was cold, but it was not uncomfortable.

Luo Qingzhou was drenched with wet snow. At the thought of having to pay respects to not only First Young Miss Qin but also his mother-in-law every night, he could not help but sigh.

He could behave perfunctory to the First Young Miss Qin. All he had to do was just address her as "First Young Miss."

Even if he wanted to talk, the other party would ignore him.

But his mother-in-law…

It was complicated.

Did he have to praise her beauty every time he met her?

He had seen narcissists before, but he had never seen anyone so narcissistic.

Most importantly, she was an elder. Should she not behave in a more serious, dignified, and reserved way?

Something was wrong with the bride.

There was something wrong with the maidservant.