"Du Xiong, you've lost your mind!"
Upon hearing Du Xiong's words, the first to speak out was Han Ling'er, who was staring at Du Xiong and shouted.
Du Xiong sneered coldly, "Han Ling'er, you don't need to shout so joyfully. Guess who will be my main wife since Caidie has become my concubine?"
Upon hearing this, Han Ling'er's face changed as she considered a possibility.
She shouted with immense anger, "No, it's impossible!"
Du Xiong laughed, "Yes, have you figured it out? That's right, it's you, Han Ling'er."
"Although I don't like you, if you strip down, I can still reluctantly use you. By then, you and Caidie will be lying in one bed, the three of us covered under one blanket, wouldn't it be like living the life of an Immortal."
"Ah, Du Xiong, you despicable bastard, die!"
Han Ling'er was furious and shouted in rage. She immediately struck a blow towards Du Xiong.
