"Hurry, hurry, hurry, that's all you do! Are you even a man? I'll be down in a moment, just wait for me at the community entrance." On the other end of the phone, Chu Yan huffed in mock protest.
Honestly, she was Miss Chu, a universally adored, drop-dead gorgeous beauty. How could he have the nerve to rush her after making her wait just a few minutes? Goodness, was that jerk even a man?!
Despite complaining to herself, she probably didn't even realize that she was getting ready at a speed far faster than her usual dawdling pace. Then, after artfully applying some light makeup, she casually grabbed her pink purse from the sofa and happily bounced downstairs.
After waiting for about twenty minutes with a long-suffering expression, Chen Fei finally saw the 'fashionably late' Miss Chu arrive, his face a mask of resentment.
