The next morning, a flaming red Ferrari was already parked downstairs at Qin Shi's place, and leaning against the Ferrari with arms folded was Lu Chen.
A sky-blue knee-length dress wrapped Lu Chen's figure perfectly, paired with beige high heels, she was the living image of a pampered young lady.
Her skin, white as snow, imparted a slight pink hue, making one desire to approach her. Her large wavy curls cascaded over her shoulders, and her long legs crossed slightly, further enhancing her socialite aura against the Ferrari backdrop.
Receiving a phone call, Qin Shi awoke from his meditative state, slipped on some clothes, splashed cold water on his face, and headed out.
Seeing Qin Shi still dressed in the same plain clothes as yesterday, Lu Chen, leaning on the Ferrari, immediately stood up, with her smile vanishing.
"Didn't we agree to meet my friends today? Why are you dressed like that?"
