Ren Li listened to their complaints on the side, her delicate red lips curling upwards, yet nobody knew the sarcasm hidden beneath her sunglasses.
Don't worry, he will be here soon.
The elevator doors opened, and Ren Li pushed her sunglasses up her face again, as a whiff of fragrance wafted from her, the fiery red lips and the shapely figure exuding the charm of a mature woman—not something a young girl could easily possess.
"What are you looking at?" Wu's mother pinched Wu's father's arm forcefully, "You're old enough to be her grandfather, and yet you're still looking at other women."
"What are you talking about?" Wu's father dodged Wu's mother's hand, "I just felt that woman looked kind of familiar."
"Familiar?" Wu's mother's voice became sharp and piercing.
"Could she be an old flame of yours? You shameless old man, while your grandson's life hangs in the balance, here you are running into an old flame."
"You really are unreasonable."