In the private room of Taste of Xuan, Meng Ning and the two others sat with ugly expressions. Qin Qin had been gone for two hours already, could changing clothes possibly take that long?
"Mom, do you think it's possible she won't come?" The mere thought that Qin Qin might be deceiving her made Meng Ning so angry that she gritted her teeth. If Qin Qin dared not show up, she definitely wouldn't let her off the hook.
Meng Beiping sipped his tea, his expression not much better.
Wu Qinlan glanced at her watch, "Let's wait a little longer, she should come."
It was around half-past six now, waiting a bit longer wouldn't hurt.
"Madam Meng, your guest has arrived," a waiter's respectful voice came from outside the door, followed by the opening of the private room door, revealing Qin Qin's tall, exquisite figure at the entrance.
