Zhou Mingchen furrowed his brow and started the car.
"Wait a bit longer." Guan Li, sitting in the backseat, persuaded, "She's just changing her clothes and freshening up; she should be out soon."
"Did you ask her to come?" he asked stiffly.
"I don't have that kind of power," Guan Li chuckled, "She volunteered to come."
Zhou Mingchen had nothing more to say, and Guan Li just lowered her head, fiddling with the bouquet of flowers at her side to make it look its best.
When she looked up, she just saw Xia Lu walking out.
"You see, here she comes."
Zhou Mingchen raised his head and felt a thump in his heart.
Xia Lu was wearing a dark green gown. Although it wasn't too long, just reaching the middle of her calves, the skirt was excessively wide. At a glance, she resembled a peacock ready to display its feathers.
"What's this…," he frowned as he watched her walk toward the car.
