"Isn't that Meng Zhili? Who's the girl next to him? She's so pretty, could she be his girlfriend?"
"No way! My only hope for the start of school is Meng Zhili's face."
"They don't seem like boyfriend and girlfriend; they don't seem very familiar with each other."
"Why would a noble lady take the bus to school?"
"You know what, I'm actually quite envious of them. Look at their opening ceremony, and then look at ours. The difference between people is just so huge!"
"Exactly, who stole my life as a rich kid?"
The bus this morning was mostly filled with students from No. 1 High School, in twos and threes, some curious, some disdainful, and some envious. Their discussions weren't loud, but in this quiet space, even if Meng Wan didn't want to listen, a few words would inevitably reach her ears.
Meng Wan didn't care, but Meng Zhili felt a little uncomfortable listening to it.
"How about I call you a taxi starting tomorrow?"
"Huh? Why? Are you very rich?" Meng Wan asked three questions in a row, leaving Meng Zhili speechless.
If Meng Zhilian were here, he would probably have directly confronted him, but Meng Zhili is a sensitive and gentle person who rarely gets into conflicts with others, so his way of solving problems is often more roundabout.
"You used to be driven to and from school in a private car. Won't you feel too much of a change now?"
Meng Wan understood. She scanned the people in the carriage, and the others, sensing her gaze, immediately lowered their heads to avoid her.
"Brother, how much longer until we arrive?" The voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but just loud enough for everyone in the carriage to hear.
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