How has Jun Ye treated her badly? He has no mistress, he's responsible to the family; at most, it's just his personality—those stubborn, Judge Bao features, that block of ice that keeps people a thousand miles away. But since she already knew he was like this before they got married, once she married him, of course she had to accept that kind of temperament.
They climbed the stairs up to the Yao Family's place, and the little queen pressed the doorbell. Mrs. Yao came out to open the door. Since she'd gotten a call from her son earlier, she brought the car keys right to the door: "Here. But Bai Lu, how could you be borrowing a car from Ziye? Don't you know that the moment his car starts, you might as well go ahead and call a tow truck?"
"Godma, it can't be that unlucky. Isn't he driving his wife to work these days? It shouldn't be like before, where it breaks down as soon as you start it." Bai Lu still trusted that Yao Ye wouldn't dare lose face in front of his own wife.
