——"Deal!"
"..."
Qin Shaojin hung up the phone, drove the car straight into the bus lane, and stopped next to the spot where Wen Nuan was standing, flinging the car window open with a "whoosh".
Wen Nuan glanced over and pretended not to recognize him. She looked around at the people nearby and muttered softly, "Who is this person? Driving onto the bus lane, such bad manners!"
Qin Shaojin heard her voice, glanced over, and said, "Wen Nuan, get in the car."
She didn't hear a thing, didn't hear a thing! She didn't hear anything at all.
She did not want to use an enema again!
Seeing that everyone around was looking at her, she smiled sweetly and said, "My name isn't Wen Nuan."
Qin Shaojin turned the steering wheel leisurely and pointed out, "The one with the red backpack."
Wen Nuan turned to someone standing by her side, "Is mine a red bag too? Can't be such a coincidence, right?"
No sooner had she spoken than she felt a force on her wrist.
