[Help me bump this up, let the bride see this, run! If she really gets married, this family with concubines will be a nightmare for her.]
Looking at the familiar gold rope, the familiar address, even the familiar child's figure. I suppressed my shock, still unable to believe that Mike Walter, my boyfriend of five years, could do such a thing. I took a screenshot of the video and forwarded it directly to the group chat.
[Was the gold rope I gave Toby stolen?]
Less than a minute later, the video was restricted and could not be viewed.
Mike quickly replied.
[How could that be? He really likes it, he wears it every day.]
[What video? Why aren't you asleep so late? The wedding is tomorrow morning, don't watch, go to rest.]
A chill ran through me. I didn't reply, thinking of that disgusting phrase, [One last night as husband and wife.] I immediately initiated a multi-person video call in the group.
[You and Rebecca take this call, I have something to do.]