Pfft!
The moment Chu Yan opened her eyes in the morning, she saw Zhou Fan staring resentfully at her from the side of the bed. Thinking of what happened last night, she couldn't help but laugh out loud!
"Good morning, husband!"
A mischievous grin spread across Chu Yan's face. Paying him no mind, she threw back the covers and walked toward the bathroom in her pajamas.
"Not good at all! Good my ass!"
Zhou Fan felt that the resentment rolling off him was, damn it, enough to resurrect ten Evil Sword Immortals!
He had been so excited last night, ready for the main event, only to discover the red light was on. The road was closed.
He was so frustrated he hadn't slept well all night.
Once they were at the office, Chu Yan suddenly remembered the evening's plans and turned to Zhou Fan. "By the way, honey, there's a reception tonight. Can you go with me?"
"Sure, no problem at all!"
