Near seven in the evening.
Lin Fei, who had received a call from Gu Lanzi to help look after her daughter, arrived at Huating Villa in a taxi with a clearly frustrated Xu Jiao.
"Uncle! It's just that I can't stand how impatient you are," Xu Jiao complained as they reached Huating Villa. "You promised to shop with me until the stores closed. Look at the time; you're already fed up. Seriously, if I knew you were going to break your word like this, Uncle, I would have been better off asking Jiang Ying to come shopping with me. Maybe if I managed to cheer her up, she'd even buy me a few clothes."
Xu Jiao stepped out of the taxi, and once the driver had left, she glared at Lin Fei and vented her frustration.
Had it not been for the inexplicable fondness she had for Lin Fei in her heart, Xu Jiao at this moment would certainly not have limited herself to merely complaining a couple of times.
