The number eight bus arrived just in time, but it seemed quite crowded. Gu Qibao asked, "Should we get on?"
Di Mingjue glanced at her, "What do you think?"
"Let's get on then!" Gu Qibao gritted her teeth, "Maybe every bus is crowded."
After all, every time she went out, she noticed the buses were always packed.
The two of them held hands and got on the bus amid the bustling crowd. Then they realized they didn't have any change, and after some hesitation, Gu Qibao dropped a one-hundred-dollar bill in the box.
She didn't have a choice. They couldn't just not pay. Besides, they could get some cash out when they got off at the shopping mall.
However, a one-hundred-dollar bus ride felt quite expensive, and Gu Qibao couldn't help covering her face.
There were no seats left on the bus, so they found a place to stand.
The whole bus was curiously looking at them. They couldn't help it; the pair were just too good-looking.
