Damn it! The General Sect Leader has totally forgotten!
"Where's your husband? Didn't he come on the trip with you?" Allen Zhang asked again.
"He's fiddling with his music. I feel like marrying him was basically marrying a violin and guitar. Maybe I should be hugging a musical instrument to sleep at night. At least it has some protrusions that could relieve my cravings."
Davis sighed, somewhat in despair, "You have no idea of the sadness of a thirty-year-old married woman. We pretty much do our own things now. Married life is nothing like what I imagined."
"And you say you're not a slut," Amanda teased.
"It's a normal need, okay? Guess what? When my photo got leaked, his first reaction wasn't to comfort me, but to question if I found a new investor to create hype, WTF! That's nothing like a husband should be," Dellins complained.
"If you need help, I can sort it out for you," Allen Zhang said, "I know some people who are experts in cyber technology, who can help you."
