After listening to the young girl's heartfelt plea for help, Qiao Chengxun's solemnly beautiful face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, a bloodthirsty chill shrouding his cold eyes.
She wanted to find her beloved, he didn't object, that was her freedom.
But damn it, she actually dared to suggest using his name to find her beloved, what did she take him for?
He was her husband!
"Using your husband's name to find your beloved, do you think that's appropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about it? We're in a mutually beneficial cooperation. As long as the Weibo account is set up, I'll help you update Weibo from time to time and show our love whenever and wherever possible."
"Wen Meimei, you deserve to die."
Qiao Chengxun said and then hung up the phone.
Wen Meimei looked at her phone, confused. Was Qiao King of Hell sick?
Hadn't she discussed it with him nicely?
Hadn't she said the right things??
Fuck!
Crazy!