After lunch, Luo Qiao went upstairs to grab her backpack before bidding farewell to her family and leaving with Lu Yichen.
Once on the train, they found their seats and sat down. But shortly after they did, a girl sitting opposite them kept glancing their way, specifically at Lu Yichen.
Initially, Luo Qiao wanted to ignore it, but the girl's staring became more and more blatant. Noticing Luo Qiao's displeasure, Lu Yichen turned to the girl and asked, "Do you know me?"
The girl hurriedly shook her head, "No, I don't."
"Then what's the meaning of staring at me all the time?"
"Oh, I just thought you were really handsome. It doesn't mean anything."
"Is that how your parents taught you to behave?"
"What?"
A middle-aged woman sitting next to the girl pulled her back, "Little sister, shut up."
"I'm sorry, my sister has been spoiled at home. She's a bit blunt when she speaks."
