"Oh, I'm exhausted!"
As soon as Liu Menglin walked in, she violently kicked off the high heels she'd been wearing all morning by the shoe cabinet at the door, tossed her new Chanel bag aside, and flopped heavily onto the sofa. She spread her arms and legs without a hint of ladylike grace, gazing dazedly at the ceiling with a satisfied expression on her face.
Ye Wen, who walked in with her, rolled her eyes dramatically: "You have the nerve to say that. We've been shopping non-stop, went through the whole mall, and even had to scour nearby shops for bargains. I'm really impressed!"
With that, she dumped all the big and small bags she was carrying onto the coffee table, then plopped down on the edge of the sofa, rubbing her swollen and aching calves irritably: "Look at the time, it's almost two in the afternoon. I haven't even had lunch yet."
