Bai Xiaosheng and Lin Weiwei took a taxi to visit Lin Weiwei's aunt's house.
Half an hour later, the taxi slowly came to a stop.
The driver turned his head around with a helpless look and said, "I'm sorry, young lady, but this is a high-end neighborhood, and my car can't go in. I'll stop here; you can walk the rest of the way, okay?"
"That's fine." Lin Weiwei quickly nodded, handing over the change she had prepared.
The driver took the money, not forgetting to give Bai Xiaosheng a glance; it seemed he felt that this big guy, with such a pretty girlfriend, couldn't even bring himself to pay for such a small amount of money, dressed so sharply for nothing.
Bai Xiaosheng felt despised and only then realized his own slowness.
He couldn't help but bitter-smile; he indeed hadn't had that intention before.
