Chen Ying called to her Manager, ordering her to arrange for a dress. She herself rushed back to her apartment, changing out of a fancy dress into moderate clothing.
A quarter before an hour passed, Chen Ying was already waiting by Gu Jianguo car.
Fu Jianguo's feet carried him in rapid steps, his face scrunching into a scowl. He paused, surprised at finding Chen Ying standing by his car at the garage, anger erupting in his heart.
Before he could say anything, he caught a glimpse of Chen Ying's pitiful expressions. His words got stuck in his throat.
"Brother Fu, I am so sorry..." She bowed. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have thought of surprising Ling'er. If only I knew that Ling'er favorite brand would be so crowded... No, I shouldn't be finding excuses, it's my fault in the end." That tenderness could elicit the soft side of a man.
"What happened?" An hour ago, Fu Jianguo had lashed at Chen Ying, he had been very irritable.