Facing Dou Jiao who was itching to go shopping, Tang Qing said helplessly, "All right, all right, I'll be ready soon. No need to rush, the mall isn't going to grow legs and run away."
"Humph, the mall may not run away, but what if the things I like sell out? Today is Sunday, the mall gets really crowded over the weekend." Dou Jiao retorted, hands on her hip.
"But who goes shopping so early in the morning?" Tang Qing responded with a wry smile.
"Things are different here than in the city. The mall starts getting crowded early on weekends, especially on Sundays. I don't care, just hurry up and get dressed. I haven't gone shopping in a long time because of this acquisition." Dou Jiao stamped her foot impatiently.
"..."
Tang Qing was speechless, and quickly withdrew into his suite. He got dressed in less than two minutes and then called Sun Chao, who was already awake, to come eat breakfast.
