Feng Qian ultimately couldn't outmatch Chu Yi's thick-skinned nature and left in a huff with a swish of her sleeves.
Chu Yi chuckled, freshened up, and retired for the night—no further incidents occurred.
The next day, he was woken up by the noisy ringtone of his basic cell phone.
"Chu Yi! Where are you?" Yue Yao's urging voice came through.
"Huh?"
"What do you mean, 'Huh?' Lingyue is supposed to go to school today! You...you haven't gotten up yet, have you?"
Hearing the doubt in her voice, Chu Yi immediately sat up: "I'll be there right away!"
After speaking, he hung up without waiting for a reply, dashed into the bathroom for a quick wash-up, and glanced toward the master bedroom, only to find Feng Qian was not there.
Muttering a word of disappointment to himself, Chu Yi hurried out. He only managed to reach Han Lingyue's home around eight-thirty.
Upon entering, he saw Yue Yao puffing up with annoyance and glaring at him: "You're late, and now Lingyue is late too."
