Women's reputation is treated with utmost gravity; seeing Miss Du looking as if she had lost the will to live, Cuiya feared she might contemplate suicide.
That despicable Jie Zhonglin, Cuiya now hated him to the core, gnashing her teeth in anger.
Back when they were still with the Jie Family, Cuiya used to wish night and day that her son-in-law would spend a night in Miss's courtyard, but he never came, so what did it mean now?
A damned man, deserved to die a terrible death.
Cuiya hadn't closed her eyes since last night, cursing Jie Zhonglin countless times in her heart.
Miss Du, however, was bewildered, ex-husband? What ex-husband?
The carriage entered the station, and Jie Zhonglin had the caravan stop for a rest at the station while sending people to get supplies from the inn.
The carriage stopped, and a familiar voice outside pulled Miss Du back to reality.
"Xintong, we will rest here for a while, would you like to get off?"
