"Bro, are you ready yet? Hurry up and come down, it's getting late. If we don't go now, we'll be too late." In the living room, Mandala shouted up the stairs.
"I know, wait for me, I'll be right there."
Lu Tianxing's voice came from upstairs.
Hearing this, Mandala felt annoyed. She had been glaring downstairs for almost ten minutes, and yet Lu Tianxing was still messing around upstairs, which was infuriating. How dare he make a beauty wait.
"Sister Zhiqing, it looks like you'll need to properly teach my brother a lesson. What kind of speed is this? He's even slower than an old lady. It's really infuriating that we three beautiful ladies have to wait for him," Mandala complained to Bai Zhiqing.
"Sister, Manman is right."