On the way back to Imperial Scenery Garden, Leng Xuan drove his car seriously. Although he had drunk a little, that bit of alcohol was nothing to him. It was Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie, the two girls in the back seat, who started to talk nonsense.
Li Mengjie said, "Oh~! Xue Jiu, why are some people so fickle in love?"
Ling Xuejiu asked, "Hmm? Who are you talking about?"
Li Mengjie said, "Do I even need to ask? It's obviously your Cold Bodyguard, hehe!"
Ling Xuejiu replied with annoyance, rolling her eyes, "Well, then you ask him yourself. How should I know? I'm not the worm in his stomach."
In their own opinion, the conversation between the two ladies was very quiet, so low only the two of them could hear, but in fact, it was loud enough for a normal person to hear, let alone Leng Xuan with his hearing that was much better than that of an average person—there was naturally no reason for him not to hear.
