"To Tenglong High School."
"Ah, what a coincidence. I’m heading there too. Why not hitch a ride?" the girl joked with a laugh.
Leng Xuan fell silent for a moment, then nodded, and followed her into the car, taking a seat in the back row.
Uncle Zhao, who was driving for the girl, suddenly saw a stranger get in and couldn’t help but feel surprised, especially since, through the rearview mirror, he noticed the boy was dressed so shabbily; he seemed to be from a completely different world compared to the miss. Why would she invite him into the car with such enthusiasm? He just couldn’t figure it out!
However, before Uncle Zhao could speak, the girl smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao, he’s a friend of mine who happens to be going to Tenglong School too, so I invited him to join us. Please, drive." The girl was not from Baiyun City, and her parents were not in the area either, so she didn’t dare tell Uncle Zhao about the incident at the bank yesterday, fearing that if he mentioned it to her family, they would worry about her, being so far from home and all...
Uncle Zhao chuckled and started driving, asking, "So he’s the miss’s friend, huh, haha. May I know how the miss’s friend should be addressed?"
"Ah, this..." The girl’s face turned red, and she looked back at Leng Xuan somewhat embarrassed. She didn’t even know his name yet.
Leng Xuan smiled faintly and said, "Hello Uncle Zhao, I’m Leng Xuan!"
’So his name is Leng Xuan!’ the girl thought to herself, repeating the name quietly several times as if afraid she would forget it.
"Oh, Young Master Leng, are you also studying at Tenglong?" Uncle Zhao asked.
Leng Xuan sweated internally, since when had he become a young master?
But he knew that although the car Uncle Zhao was driving wasn’t expensive, living in a high-level villa area like Imperial Scenery Garden reflected the girl’s extraordinary family background. Birds of a feather flock together, after all. Uncle Zhao was accustomed to the young people he encountered around the miss, most of whom were likely children of wealthy officials and the rich; hence, he was used to calling others Young Master.
"Yes, I just transferred there today!" Leng Xuan said.
"Just transferred today?" Uncle Zhao asked curiously, "Where did Young Master Leng study before?"
"Er?" Leng Xuan was taken aback. This question was a bit difficult to answer. With a quick thought, he vaguely replied, "In another province!"
Uncle Zhao said, "Is that so? May I ask where Young Master Leng is from? Who is in your family?"
Leng Xuan was really frustrated. What was Uncle Zhao up to? Was he an undercover detective or something? Why was he asking so many questions?
Fortunately, the girl seemed to realize that Uncle Zhao was being a bit impolite, so she said, "Uncle Zhao, you should focus on driving, talk less. Otherwise, there could be an accident, and that would be bad."
Uncle Zhao’s face turned red with embarrassment, and he coughed a few times, thinking, ’The master and madam are not here, so I must be extra careful about the miss’s safety. If there are some unsavory characters around her with bad intentions, what will I have to report to the master and madam if something goes wrong?’ However, he could tell that although the miss spoke kindly, she was already quite displeased, so he had no choice but to let it go and keep a closer watch in secret.
After driving for over ten minutes, they weren’t far from Tenglong School when Uncle Zhao suddenly hit the brakes and said, "Miss, Young Master Leng, there’s road work ahead and a traffic jam. There isn’t anywhere nearby to detour, so we’ll just have to wait here for a while!"
"It’s fine, Uncle Zhao. Let’s wait then," the girl said.