After they sat down, the bus conductor began selling the tickets. When he came up to Gu Jinghang, Gu Jinghang fished out some money from his pockets. Before he could even say three tickets, Song Ran did it for him. "Two tickets to Tianzifang."
As soon as her voice trailed off, she turned around and smiled at Wen Huihui. "Huihui, get your own ticket. My Jinghang's wage is low. I have to save his money for him."
Wen Huihui's fingers trembled as she peered at Gu Jinghang. Just as she expected, Gu Jinghang followed whatever Song Ran said, acting out of blind devotion. He looked up at the bus conductor. "Two tickets to Tianzifang."
Wen Huihui gritted her teeth and stared at Song Ran. "But I'm going to your house now, putting in good words for you."
It was a habit of hers, spending Song Ran's money, and she was caught off guard when Song Ran suddenly turned thrifty.
Song Ran feigned innocence. "I didn't ask for your help."
