From stepping off the high-speed train to exiting the station and then standing by the roadside...
Jiang Lu kept a stern face and didn't give Bai Xiaosheng a warm welcome, but she also stopped finding faults with him.
She discovered that although this guy seemed gentle and polite, he was actually a master at arguing—calm and unruffled, able to leave others speechless without using a single foul word.
On the high-speed train, she had learned her lesson well, so naturally, she wasn't going to ask for trouble.
Luran flashed Bai Xiaosheng an apologetic smile.
Even someone as slow as he could feel somewhat embarrassed by Jiang Lu's attitude.
But Bai Xiaosheng couldn't care less.
Jiang Lu tried hailing several taxis, but they were all occupied, which left her a bit irritated. "You two grown men, how can you just stand there staring blankly? Don't you feel ashamed at all?"
"I'll do it, I'll do it! Jiang Lu, take a break," Luran hurriedly said.
Jiang Lu huffed and walked aside.
