Men from humble backgrounds tend to speak coarsely. Jiang Xiaobai and Lin Yong both frequently used the term "girl," which made Bai Hui'er's ears burn and a shy blush spread quietly across her pretty face.
"Lin Yong, Zheng Xia, I'm entrusting her to you, I need to make a quick trip to the provincial capital."
Having said this, Jiang Xiaobai turned to leave, but before he could pull open the car door, he heard a voice calling from behind him.
"Jiang Xiaobai! Wait!"
Jiang Xiaobai paused, turned around, and showed a faint smile.
"Babe, wait for me."
Upon hearing these words, Bai Hui'er felt an inexplicable pang of sadness, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, driven by some unknown force to rush forward and throw herself into Jiang Xiaobai's arms, offering herself up willingly.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yong and Zheng Xia smiled at each other. They remembered their own youth when they had embraced each other like that and shed such tears.
