But what good was a gloomy face when Shen Yue was telling the truth? Looking around at the cars, Chen Xiaobei's was the shabbiest. If it weren't for her father's sixtieth birthday today, Shen Yue would have chased them away.
At this moment, the outspoken Shen Jiaqi couldn't hold back anymore. Puffing out her chest, she roared, "Shen Yue, are you crazy? We're here to celebrate your dad's birthday. Do you have to be so insulting? Your husband is a section chief in the Education Bureau, yet you have no manners whatsoever!"
"You little brat, say that again! I've been too easy on you, haven't I?" Shen Yue's short temper flared. "Shen Jiaqi, you're just a poor, recent college graduate. How dare you lecture me? What do you think you are?"
