My Wife Won't Leave Me, Please Send Help!
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Salted_Mackerel43
[For the first time in my career, I seem to be having trouble with my target. My wife, 24 (M) wouldn't leave, we've been married for 8 months now and my taunts have always worked on him, but now he doesn't even blink an eye. At this rate, my perfect record will turn into ashes. Please send help!]
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|NotAMonsterFucker
[Have you tried using violence?]
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|Salted_Mackerel43
[Thank you for the advice! I did try to duel him one time, but even with a damaged leg he still managed to send me flying with a sword. After that, he tended to my wounds and he's even teaching me how to properly fight with a sword now.]
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|I'llSueEverything
[Reminds me of that time I got scammed by a game and was forced to work for the Intergalactic System.]
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|Vigilante_Husband
[I don't see a connection.]
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|I'llSueEverything
[Squint harder.]
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|GalacticWeirdo0×0
[@everyone welcome the new member!!!]
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|I'llSueEverything
[I already did.]
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|GalacticWeirdo0×0
[@SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12
@Vigilante_Husband @What_Is_Love? give @Salted_Mackerel43 some advice!]
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|Vigilante_Husband
[Just love your wife, I'm sure it'll all work out.]
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|What_Is_Love
[I asked my coworkers, one said you should make your wife jealous while the other said you should kiss him stupid..?]
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|SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12
[...those aren't advice...]
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|NotAMonsterFucker[Just use violence! VIOLENCE, LISTEN TO ME @Salted_Mackarel43]
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|SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12
[Give some proper–]
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||I'llSueEverything
[Shut you—]
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|What_Is_Love?
[she als–]
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|Vigilante_Husband
[I'm putting all of you in timeout.]
Cheng Jin watched as the chatroom errupted into chaos. In the end, he couldn't ask any decent advice.
"You told me that this was the no.1 chatroom in the mainstream. Why is it only 4 people?"
[Correction. 5, you're also a part of it now.]
Before Cheng Jin could complain, the door to his room opened and he quickly scrambled to get back on his bed.
"I've brought breakfast."
Ying Yu entered with a tray of food, seeing this, Cheng Jin's soul almost left his body. Seeing Cheng Jin's odd expression, Ying Yu carefully placed the tray down before striding to the other's side.
With his left hand, he grasped Cheng Jin's shoulder, before the other could protest, Ying Yu was already pressing his face closer, their foreheads touching.
After a beat, Ying Yu slowly retreated, his eyes never leaving Cheng Jin.
"You don't have a fever, but why are you red?"
Honestly, Cheng Jin doesn't know. What he does know though, that he preferably wants to be burried 8 feet below the ground right now.
'PLEASE SEND HELP!'