"Ring ring ring——"
The alarm clock that could wake the dead.
But what woke Wu Yufei was the phone.
Beauty queens don't exactly look classy when they sleep either. She scrubbed at her hair that looked like a bird's nest, there was even a drool stain by her pillow. She rolled over, fumbled for the phone that had squeezed itself into the crack by the headboard, and sleepily hit the answer button.
"Hello."
"Yu Fei, nice taste you've got there. Where'd you dig up that hottie? So young and he's already more professional than those old guys in the park. Watching him makes your sis not even wanna go out anymore."
As the voice on the phone went on, Wu Yufei's eyes went from dazed to confused, then she suddenly shot upright.
The caller was a neighbor who lived upstairs from her. Early thirties, marital status unknown—anyway, she'd never seen her bring a man home. She worked in beauty, a proper rich lady.
"Sister Ji, you've got it wrong, that's an old classmate of mine."
