While they were talking, Zhou Ping had already started putting things into her bag: a box of strawberries, a box of cherries, and a carton of pure milk.

When Zhou Ping wanted to take more, Ye Zhou stopped her.

"Mom, that's enough, that's about it."

"This isn't enough; we need to make a good impression!"

Zhou Ping muttered to herself, still looking for something else, but when she turned around, Ye Zhou had already disappeared.

With these things in hand, I finally left the house.

After boarding the bus,

Ye Zhou, sitting in the back seat, could clearly feel a pair of eyes staring at him.

Looking up, he saw the female bus driver who had taken An Youhe there before. She was squinting at him through the rearview mirror, her eyes full of hostility.

"I'm warning you, this girl is very naive, don't ruin her life!"

Ye Zhou couldn't help but frown. "Big sister, why do I feel like you've been hostile towards me from the very beginning?"

Just as An Youhe and I were enjoying a romantic moment, this older woman honked her car horn, completely interrupting us.

"Ha, I've seen countless handsome guys like you, each one a jerk. You think I was always this fat? It's all because I was fooled by scumbags!"

Ye Zhou couldn't help but laugh. "First of all, thank you for acknowledging my looks, but you can't generalize and say that all handsome guys are no good or are scumbags. Does that mean that ugly guys are always safe? Isn't that a kind of prejudice of yours?"

"Hmph, you're quick-witted!" The female driver was speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'm not the same person I used to be."

Ye Zhou looked at the scenery outside the car window and said earnestly.