Chapter 11 Losing the Jerk’s Face
She reached out and gave her head a heavy knock.
Lin Banxia, what on earth are you thinking? The eldest heir of the Huo Family, do you actually dare to fantasize about him?
You're not even worthy of Huo Qinglin, let alone the man who holds the reins of the Huo Family—he's as noble as an Emperor, while you're nothing more than mud beneath his feet.
Mocking herself inwardly, Lin Banxia stepped toward the grand estate of the Huo Family.
She hadn't even entered the door when Huo Qinglin's voice called out her name: "Banxia, what took you so long? All the guests are already here."
Lin Banxia let out a cold laugh inside. She had deliberately arrived late, waiting until every last guest had made it.
"Qinglin, I got stuck in traffic. Can you believe my luck is just this terrible? The moment I step out, there's a jam," Lin Banxia said, knowing full well Huo Qinglin hated women who complained incessantly. And she was determined to be precisely such a woman.
Drive you mad!
Sure enough, a look of irritation flashed across Huo Qinglin's face: "Alright, stop whining about this and that. Can't you leave earlier next time? Do you know what day it is today? It's my grandmother's birthday! As my girlfriend, you show up late—people will gossip. Hurry up!"