"Husband, let's go." Chu Wuyou even hurried Ye Lanchen upon seeing him standing there motionless. The faint smile was still plastered on her face.
Third Young Master Ye swallowed his fear. He knew his wife was different from other women; she was brilliant, witty, and one who always avenged herself.
"Wife, actually…" He figured he must do something to mend the situation.
"Husband, hurry up or we'll be late." She interrupted without giving him a chance.
She almost dragged the man out of the room.
"I need to pack the suitcase." He sighed silently. This could be a long trip yet he still had not packed his suitcase.
The woman who was acting obediently and submissively at this moment quickly released her grip at the sound of that.
Her gaze followed him into his room as he began to pack his belongings. She just stood there watching him in silence.
