The two reached the platform, Gu Qibao was studying the station to figure out which bus they needed to catch, and where to get off.
The platform was crowded, Di Mingjue stood quietly by her side, watching her check the signs, counting on her fingers, jotting sothing down in a small notebook, all the while muttering to herself.
The tall figure next to her couldn’t help taking a step closer, enveloping her whole in a protective stance.
But Di Mingjue’s outstanding height, along with his undeniably attractive face, were about to attract a crowd at the platform.
"Quick, look, that guy is so handso."
"Yeah, he’s even more handso than a celebrity, could he be one?"
"I don’t think I’ve seen him before."
"Whatever, let’s grab a photo first."
So girls took out their phones.
Di Mingjue turned his gaze coldly. A single icy glare almost caused one girl to drop her phone in fright.
For so reason, she quickly put away her phone, and nobody dared to snap a photo again after that.
But they kept on staring at his gorgeous face.
How is it possible for soone to be so infuriatingly handso?
Despite being scared off from taking photos, the girls couldn’t help but flock around him. There were too many people for Di Mingjue to get angry at, so he just darkened his handso face into a frown.
This was exactly why he was reluctant to go out in public, it was too annoying.
After a while, Gu Qibao finally found their bus. She looked up excitedly at Di Mingjue and said, "We have to take the number 8 bus and get off at the Departnt Store stop. They have everything over there, can we just hang out there?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she realised that Di Mingjue was actually being surrounded by lots of girls!
And his aloof and stunning face among the crowd looked sowhat hilarious.
Gu Qibao finally understood why he was reluctant to take the bus.
Gu Qibao grinned sheepishly, maybe asking him to take the bus with her was a bit too much.
Di Mingjue suddenly seed to rember sothing and asked, "Did you bring any money?"
Gu Qibao’s eyes widened in horror. Crikey, this seed a serious issue!
"You, didn’t you bring any?" She studied Di Mingjue.
Di Mingjue stuck his hands in his pockets leisurely, his face cool, "I don’t carry money when I go out."
Gu Qibao was stunned. He had that air as though he was totally justified.
But she didn’t carry any money when she went out either!
Who carries money these days when they have a phone and a card?
But do buses accept phones or cards?
Gu Qibao was dumbfounded and just as she was about to speak, a shy, young girl approached Di Mingjue and asked, "You didn’t bring money? Uh... I can lend you so."
She extended a five yuan note towards Di Mingjue.
Gu Qibao was floored. So being good looking has its advantages!
But would this young tycoon accept a re five yuan...
Would he?
Gu Qibao looked at him expectantly.
Before Di Mingjue could respond, the girl added, "But could I ask for a photo with you? You can keep the money."
Gu Qibao choked, was this five yuan her man’s paynt for selling his body?
Di Mingjue’s face turned even colder; this colder look was scarier, but sohow it made him even more handso!
So people almost couldn’t help but squeal in delight.
Gu Qibao quickly intervened, "No need, we have money!"
Nice try!
Five yuan for a photo with my man?
After saying this, Gu Qibao urgently scrambled in her small backpack. As luck would have it, she found a bill.
A wrinkled hundred-yuan note.
Gu Qibao waved the money triumphantly, "Look, we have money. Let’s go wild!"
Having said that, she grabbed Di Mingjue’s hand, stood up straight, and puffed up her chest with pride.
See that? Handso guy, he’s mine! Mine!
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