Apartment No. 9.
Leng Zirui glanced at the watch on his wrist, finally unable to hold back, he walked over and knocked on the study door.
"Hey, Miss Xu, are you ready yet?"
He had already changed his clothes and been waiting in the living room for over an hour, yet this lady still hadn't come out, and he simply couldn't wait any longer.
Inside the room.
Xu Xia frowned at her hair falling loose once again, frustratedly tossing the hairpin she was holding onto the table.
"What are you rushing for, I haven't finished my hair yet!"
In the past, every time there was an event, Lan Zi and the others would help her with styling, but this time because of Leng Zirui, both of them left, just doing her hair alone was driving her crazy, and with Leng Zirui urging her, naturally, she wasn't in a good mood to respond.
"You have long hair, right? Haven't finished in an hour?!"
