He Had The Final Say

The next morning

Xia Xiaofu got up late. She jumped out of bed quickly and rushed into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. That morning, she had to send Little Xuyan to report to preschool. How could she be late?

It was all Ou Luoxi's fault.

After washing up, she opened the wardrobe, which was full of trendy female winter clothing. She chose a maple colored coat and put it on.

Just then, the room door opened and Ou Luo Xi walked in.

He wore a white shirt inside, a round-neck dark blue sweater on the outside, and a pair of black slim pants underneath. The simple matching made him easily uphold the male model style in fashion magazines. The bangs in front of his forehead were pushed upwards, revealing a pair of bright black eyes, making him look so clean and handsome that one's hackles would rise.

Xia Xiaofu glanced at him and felt a rush of anger from within, but his haughty look was torturous, and now he had even made her late.