Song Juan watched the Benz G-Class drive away with mixed emotions, feeling the great disparities of life.
The man was younger than her husband, better-looking, and crucially, wealthier—a type of wealth she and her husband could never earn in their lifetimes.
Disheartening, isn't it?
What's more ridiculous, her husband had just flaunted his superiority in front of his girlfriend, likely ending up a laughingstock.
"Let's go."
Song Juan lethargically summoned whatever little energy she had, signaling her husband to drive to the hotel.
She was supposed to be happily out on a honeymoon, and now it had been thoroughly spoiled.
"Wife!"
Zhang Zhen stood resolute as if he had made a tremendous decision, "I've decided to start working harder from today to get promoted and earn a salary increase as quickly as possible, so you can live a life others will envy!"