The locust tree hadn't gone bald.
When Qin Guanglin was eager to find a big bag to go downstairs, he casually searched online...
Cool the blood, stop bleeding, cleanse the liver and purge fire.
As if I could replenish someone's kidneys!
He then grabbed a disposable bag, gathered some more, and placed them on the table for He Fang to deal with later. Qin Guanglin then dived into his studio to work on his own projects.
Life was boring; his slippery wife had run off to play with Xiaoqing, leaving him to play with his comics.
When he casually posted on his public account, he didn't name the comic or plan its length, but now, nearly two years later, it had grown to over a hundred issues. It needed to be uploaded to a platform, so, after a long deliberation with Chen Rui, they finally settled on a tacky name—
"My Wife is Too Cute."
Since launching this comic on the company's platform, for Qin Guanglin it was no longer just casual drawing or merely work but something in between.
