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It was the peak of the rush hour, and the public buses were extremely crowded, but with Li Yifei's protection, Chu Xiaoyao easily squeezed onto the bus. The two of them managed to get to a slightly less crowded spot towards the back, and here, Chu Xiaoyao faced Li Yifei as she spoke to him.
"Uncle, I've realized that taking the bus with you is much more relaxed for me, nobody else can squeeze in close, and those creepy uncles can't take advantage of me," she said.
With that remark, several men around them broke out in a sweat; they were all uncle-aged, and it was normal to take the chance to cop a feel while jostling on the bus — as if Chu Xiaoyao was talking about them.
Li Yifei smiled and said, "Maybe in a couple of days, I won't be taking the bus anymore."
"Why? Are you switching jobs again?"
"No, I'm moving."
"No way, Uncle, you're really disappointing me. What's so bad about where you live now that you have to move?"
