There is this kind of beauty?

Rong Yue woke up to the continuous ringing of her phone and her face scrunched up in dissatisfaction as she picked the phone still sleepy.

"Who's this?" She demanded and if it was any normal person on the phone, they would have detected very easily that she was not in the right mood but it was her master. 

"You brat! Why are you not picking up my calls? The event starts in less than two hours and I have to see you before then." He shouted, his voice shocking the young man beside and also Rong Yue. 

All the sleepiness cleared from her face and she sat up in surprise. 

In two hours time? 

Had she been sleeping for that long. 

"I stayed up late to complete some paintings, I would be right there now." She said hurriedly as she tried to get her bearings.

Hearing that she had some paintings, master Wang's mood finally got better.