Won't agree?
Huo Zhenxuan's eyes darkened a bit, "Then I'm sorry, but I can only enjoy watching the news about how my sister-in-law goes to court, enters jail, and gets sentenced on TV. Speaking of which, my sister-in-law has been so pampered by my elder brother that she probably hasn't even folded clothes before, right? Let alone spending decades in jail, I guess even these days in detention are tough enough... Alas, your darling wife, whom you treat like a precious doll, delicate and lovely as a porcelain doll—if she ends up in prison and gets bullied by the tyrants and boss inmates, brother, wouldn't your heart ache? There are too many female prisoners who can't bear it and commit suicide in prison. How many days do you think she can last?"
Across him on the couch, Huo Zhenyang's complexion darkened, black as the looming clouds where the sea meets the sky.
The clueless PR lady next to him inappropriately tried to comfort him, "Young Master Huo, don't be angry..."
