In the Portable Residence, Li Banfeng opened his eyes. He felt groggy from sleep and heard his wife muttering in his ear, "Oh, my dear husband, running two businesses at once is truly no easy task."
Hong Ying put down her eyebrow pencil and said, "What exactly are these two businesses? Are their operations combined? Does Qi Lang even know how to handle *that*?"
"You shameless hussy!" His wife, using a phonograph needle, picked up a rag and smacked it on the barrel of Hong Ying's gun. "You spend all day letting your imagination run wild, utterly shameless!"
After washing up, Li Banfeng cradled the Phonograph affectionately for a good while, sensing that her form had grown slightly slimmer.
This won't do. It took so much effort to fatten up my wife, and she's slimmed down in just a few days.
