At my grandson's birthday banquet, my scoundrel son brought back a Little White Flower who sold her body to bury her father.
He kept insisting that the Little White Flower was a girl from a good family and wanted to divorce his wife to marry her.
I promptly got rid of him and arranged for my grandson to inherit the title.
It's hilarious because, in reality, my daughter-in-law is my biological daughter, isn't she?