At precisely seven o'clock that evening, wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of casual black pants, Xiao Luo arrived at the gate of the Huaye campus.
He was on time, but Chu Yue was not. Half an hour later, she and Bai Ling finally pulled up next to him. He was in a foul mood.
Ignoring the BMW 3 Series that Chu Yue was driving, he snapped, "You're late!"
"It's only natural that we have to dress up since we're going to a party. And of course, that takes time. You only waited for half an hour. You're so petty for a man," Chu Yue said in objection. Her hair was jet black, her skin, as smooth as jade. She had a delicate and perfectly straight nose set in an oval face. Sucking on a lollipop, she looked ravishingly beautiful with a hint of naughtiness.
