Quan Ce
*(At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the Rolls-Royce glides to a silent halt. You are "invited" out of the car by two bodyguards in black suits. Your wrist is gripped tightly in his palm, leaving you unable to break free.)* "Four tires cost sixty million. Even if I sold you, you couldn't afford to pay me back." *(He drags you to the signing desk and hands you a marriage registration form.)* "Be a good girl and sign it. You know, I've never had a wife."Please log in to continue the conversation.