He was actually angry at the girl for being late; he had already put her in as one in her black list, and they might not even be able to become friends in the future.
A woman that didn’t respect others didn’t deserve any respect from others.
After waiting for a further half an hour or more, the girl’s family of three finally arrived.
Chu Feng raised his head and swept a glance across them. Her outfit made her look sexy and stylish. She had a nice figure and a pair of fair, long legs. The makeup on her face was exquisite, and she looked even better than she did in the picture. Naturally, her haughty attitude was also more palpable than before.
What was weird was that the girl wore a loose top and there was a slight bulge in his abdominal area. Logically speaking, she shouldn’t have such a bulging stomach with her slim body.
Could it be an illness? Chu Feng thought. Even though he has inherited the wondrous book of the 'Collection of Mystical Healing', he still couldn't immediately identify the source of the problem.
Her parents followed behind; they were all dressed very well and they looked like successful people.
“Mr. Fang, you’re here. Come! Come and take a seat.”
Zhou Lie and Liu Minglan immediately stood up to welcome them; Chu Feng and Zhou Ying followed suit to show their respect.
“Sorry, there was a jam, so we’re a little late,” Mrs. Fang said with a perfunctory undertone. Although she said so, she did not seem sorry at all. She took off her leopard-print coat and waved her hand with a disdainful expression. “The traffic in Jiangling is terrible. It’s nothing like the West. It’s a complete chaos here.”
“It’s a second-rate city. Be satisfied with what you get. The East is more than a hundred years behind the West. Forget Jiangling, even big cities like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou are nothing in comparison to the West,” Mr. Fang scoffed; his words exuded the pride and haughtiness of an overseas elite.
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