C22 Speak of the Devil

"Hey, didn't you go to the Kai Yue Hotel for a big meal? Why are you back so early?" Wang Youyou asked as she weaved.

Tian Xiaolu climbed onto her own bed and had an impatient look on her face. "Don't mention it. If you go, you might as well not go!"

"What happened? Someone stood you up?"

"I'm too lazy to say it!"

Tian Xiaolu pulled open the blanket, covered her head, and fell asleep