The bus stop in front of the International Trade Center at xinjiekou was a traffic hub in the city, so every time a bus came, the crowd would squeeze on it.
In particular, the bus No. 33 to Jiangling was full of people. Bian Shishi tried to squeeze in a few times but failed. She pouted angrily.
Wang Zibo felt guilty. Actually, this had nothing to do with him. However, men were like this. In front of the girl they really liked, they couldn't help but feel a desire to protect her.
When he saw that she couldn't get on the bus, he would feel that he should buy a car;
When he saw her living in a rented house, he would feel that he should give her a home.
When he saw that she was unemployed, he tried to find a suitable job for her.
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