Stop, Young Master Qi

Her husband, Qi Niang Jun, had given her the pseudonym of being a man of low character and able to marry anyone.The marriage that was already on the verge of collapse, she could no longer bear to hand over a divorce agreement.He accepted it, tearing it to shreds."Wifey, let me tell you a secret. A hundred years from now, you will be buried in the ancestral tomb of the Qi family."Thus, not even a hundred days had passed, and she truly was as he wished.When they saw each other again, he pointed at the child in her arms and asked, "Whose is it?"She smiled. "Since you don't want to be his father, I'll find him a new one."