After marriage, who will manage the money at home?
"My wife manages the money. I give all the money I earn to my wife."
"How many concubines and maids do you plan to take?"
"I will not take concubines, nor will I have any maids. I will be content with Yunniang for the rest of my life." Jiang Mingzhe's answer moved many of the young women and women who were watching.
"Anyone can talk big," Li Ping said skeptically.
"How do you want me to prove it?"
Li Ping pulled out a piece of paper. "It's all in black and white, signed and sealed. If you, Jiang Mingzhe, break your word—treat Ye Yunniang coldly, take concubines, keep mistresses, visit brothels, or engage in promiscuous behavior outside…"
Jiang Mingzhe choked to death while drinking water, choked to death while eating, fell and died while walking... May he be childless, struck by lightning, and die a horrible death.
After listening to Li Ping list more than 30 ways to die in one breath.
Those around: ...That's too cruel. Sure enough, the stepson doesn't like his stepfather.
Jiang Mingzhe: My own flesh and blood, my own flesh and blood... On such a joyous day, I can't fight, I can't fight.
"Li Ping, that's enough," Jiang Mingzhe said with a warning.
"You haven't even married my mother yet, and you already want to yell at me. Say one more word, and I'll tell my mother I don't approve of your marriage." Li Ping raised his chin, unmoved by Jiang Mingzhe's threat.
"Give me a pen." Jiang Mingzhe reached out, took the brush prepared beside him, and signed his name.
Is it okay now?
Li Ping held out his hand, "Red envelope."
"It's approved, why would I give you a red envelope?" The brat threatened him, not wanting to give him a single red envelope.
"He just said he'd give all his earnings to his mother. Now he won't even give her a red envelope."
“Okay, here you go.” Jiang Mingzhe handed Li Ping a red envelope.
"Just one?"
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