Pei Yibai heard the words and looked at the driver, who returned the gaze with a face full of righteousness.
"What? You don't even have two yuan? Then why are you on the bus? Get off." He saw nothing wrong with what he was doing.
Song Weiyi couldn't help but laugh at this scene.
This must be the most embarrassing thing Pei Yibai had ever encountered in his life, right? To be kicked off a bus by the driver!
She shook her head, yet suddenly felt a lump in her throat. Pei Yibai, how could he possibly have taken a bus before? And where would he get a public transport card from?
They were people from two different worlds; hence, what she did was right.
Pei Yibai saw Song Weiyi sitting calmly in her seat, not even glancing his way, which angered him so much that he gritted his teeth—that woman!
He pulled out a fifty-yuan bill from his wallet and stuffed it into the fare box without a word, but the driver stopped him.
"It's two yuan, not fifty. Can't you understand?"
