"What's wrong?" Song Yunzheng hurriedly stopped the car on the side of the road.

"My hair is tangled in a button, please help me untangle it, it hurts so much."

"Don't move, don't move..." Song Yunzheng turned around and reached out to help her untangle herself, but she kept moving, and the entanglement became tighter and tighter.

"Honey, be gentle, it hurts..."

"Don't move, it's wrapped too tightly, you can't get it off without using force, just bear with it."

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!"

"It'll be ready soon, just bear with it."

"Bang, bang, bang..." The sound of knocking came from the car window.

Song Yunzheng and Lin Yue were taken aback and exchanged a glance...

Song Yunzheng sat up straight, rolled down the car window, and saw an older woman wearing a red armband standing next to the car, looking at him seriously.

"Sir, parking is not allowed here. If you need to conduct your business, please go to a hotel. This is a public place, and shouting so loudly is inappropriate!"

Song Yunzheng's eye twitched, and his face instantly darkened.

Lin Yue peeked out from behind the chair, "Um, ma'am, you misunderstood. He was helping me untangle my hair from a button."

"Really?" The older woman clearly didn't believe it.

"Of course, you can see for yourself." Lin Yue tilted her head so that she could see her disheveled appearance clearly.

Seeing that her clothes were disheveled, the older woman immediately looked away and said loudly, "If you weren't doing *that* kind of thing, would you have your hair tied up like that?"

Her loud voice immediately drew the attention of passersby... Fortunately, people outside couldn't see inside the car.

Song Yunzheng said with a dark face, "She's my wife, everything we do is legal!"

The older woman looked at him with disdain. "She's your wife? I'm not so old and blind that I might believe you if you said she was your niece. But you, with your handsome looks and good looks, how could you do such a thing? Even if you have money, you can't keep a young girl as a mistress."

Lin Yue hid in the back seat of the car and burst out laughing.

The old woman's words struck a nerve with Song Yunzheng, especially when she said he was her uncle! His face grew darker and darker as he struggled to control his anger.

Lin Yue quickly smiled and smoothed things over: "Auntie, you've misunderstood. He really is my husband, and he's a licensed husband."

Then she tugged at Song Yunzheng's sleeve, "Honey, let's go, or we'll be surrounded by onlookers."

With a dark expression, Song Yunzheng stepped on the gas, and the car sped away.

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