At this moment, Guo Shuxian was sitting in front of the two, draped in a bathrobe, with her arms crossed over her chest and a sharp look in her eyes that commanded authority as she stared at the pair:
"Speak up, what exactly is going on?"
"He's my friend. He drove me home tonight, and we just happened to run into you coming back. I hid him to avoid any misunderstandings," Che Xiaoxiao explained meekly, her head bowed.
"Hello, Auntie," Hao Jian hurriedly raised his hand in greeting, offering an apologetic smile.
"Who are you calling 'Auntie'? Do I look that old to you?"
Guo Shuxian's voice was fiercely indignant, her face flush with anger. Just the thought of this guy having seen her naked made her wish she could flay him alive.
How dare he call her 'Auntie'? Did she look like an auntie? Couldn't he see she was only eight or nine years older than him?