Lin Qiong has become the wife of Villain, the crazy critic in the book. The original body for the money and Villain marriage, but hate Villain's age is an old crazy critic, death has no limit, and finally Villain turn over, make himself dead.
　　When he crosses over, the original is hurling insults and curses at Villain, "Old, crazy, and no good at that, not even a man!"
　　The man in the wheelchair's eyes were dark and hostile.
　　"You think that makes me hate you? NO! I'll only love you more!"
　　Fu Xingyun: ?
　　Lin Qiong, who was so poor in his last life that he starved to death, looks at the mansion filled with the foul-smelling fragrance of capitalism and brushes away the tears that flow from the corners of his mouth.
　　This is clearly his old baby!
　　Lin Qiong maintains his selfless and bitter persona with deep affection, "Although you don't love me, it's okay! It's enough to let me stay with you during this most difficult time for you, and we'll divorce when you get well!"
　　He only begs Villain to leave him alone when he turns over laterand to go away with a large alimony share from the divorce!
　　When it's cold, Lin Qiong is a leaky cotton coat.
　　Taking the clothing and shaking it in front of the man, "You put your fall pants on and we'll get a divorce when you get better!"
　　When someone taunts a man, Lin Qiong is the old hen who protects her young.
　　After scolding away the bad guys, sweetly reassuring, "Don't listen to them, you look best with your fall coat tucked into your fall pants!"
　　Paid to be forced to wear a fall coat and pants: "......"
　　At the auction, Lin Qiong even pressed the sinful hands of capitalism, cautioning against rational consumption.
　　Spend out a fortune and get a smaller share in the divorce, Lin - stingy - Joan: "You save the money, we'll get a divorce when you get well."
　　After the man gets well, Lin Qiong can't wait: "Get a divorce!"
　　The thought of a large alimony payment after a divorce rubs your hands together in excitement.
　　Fu Xingyun: "What divorce?"
　　Lin Qiong:?
　　Fu Xingyun: "After getting well, it's time to serve your husband's duty."
　　Lin Qiong: !
　　It wasn't until his stomach bulged that Lin Qiong remembered that he was wearing a birth text.
　　Satisfied with his masterpiece, the man carefully soothed, "As long as there's no divorce, my money is your money."
"......" Lin Qiong: "Son of a bitch, I'll fight you!"