"Let's go, back home."
Friday, the birthday party of the Nan family's young lady, Nan Tian, is set to start promptly at six o'clock this evening at the Jinyin City Grand Hotel.
Early in the morning, An Yiqing was still lounging in bed when Nan Tian's phone call came in.
"Hello! Woman! Today is the day I turn twenty, as my only friend, you'd better show up early! Damn! I don't want anything pink, that's for sissies, take it away, take it away!" The first half of the sentence was directed at An Yiqing, and the latter half was angrily aimed at the unfortunate designer.
An Yiqing grinned and laughed unreservedly: "You do realize you're already twenty, right? How come as you age, your temper grows too? It's only been a few days and you're this grumpy again; did you eat gunpowder for breakfast?"
