The albums Yan Bo sent over contained quite a few songs that Tong Xiaohua really liked. So, she simply took them to the car to listen to. Chauffeur Yang always listened to old revolutionary songs, so these slightly agitated rock tunes were a bit much for him to take.
"Miss, where did you find these CDs?"
"Yan Bo lent them to me. Take good care of them, and don't let them get damaged!"
Although Tong Xiaohua wasn't a fan herself, she knew that there were fanatics who would treasure their idols' CDs and all related posters meticulously. Whether Yan Bo was such a fanatic or not, she didn't know. But she would cherish his belongings, and that was for certain.
"Miss, don't worry, I won't just let anyone listen to them."
