Yang Dawu had a feeling that there was more to the story than Bo Chengcheng was letting on.
But this feeling was something that he had right from the first moment he saw her, and it struck him quite deeply.
And now, this feeling was only growing stronger.
The man pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you have a fight with him? You don't seem to be in a good mood."
Bo Chengcheng glanced at Yang Dawu with a faint smile and said, "No, are all soldiers so nosy?"
Her directness made him feel a little awkward.
Yang Dawu scratched his face and turned to look out the window. "No… it's just a casual question. You can ignore me if you don't wish to answer."
Bo Chengcheng turned her attention back to the road ahead. She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel and said slowly, "Nah, I was just casually asking as well."
Yang Dawu felt even more awkward now.
This woman had such a sharp tongue!
