475. The Woman Who Looks Like Ye Xiaoyu 3

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However, after hearing what the woman said today, he looked around the subway car and discovered many things that he had not noticed before.

There was a young couple opposite, both of them were listening to music on a pair of headphones.

Although the headphones look cheap, there is a happy expression on their faces.

A mother over there is educating her child. The little girl is wearing braids and has a red face with tears in her eyes.

There is a middle-aged woman over there, gritting her teeth and educating the wretched-looking middle-aged man next to her: "You loser, why did I marry you!"

Going over again, there was another pair of silver-haired grandparents, holding hands together tightly...

All this is very novel to Situ Chenjue, as if he has entered a different world.

Also, as a successful businessman, you have to look at the lives of ordinary people occasionally...

Looking at his expression, Huanyan shook his hand again: "Don't worry, there will be a transfer station in two stops. We will have seats by then. Just be patient a little longer, CEO."

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"I can bear it, but you..."

"I've long been used to it!" Huanyan said smoothly: "When I was in France..."

"France? When did you go to France?" Situ Chenjue stared straight at Huan Yan with a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

Huanyan suddenly felt that her brain was exploding. How could she accidentally say that she was in France?

Smiling as if nothing had happened, she coughed: "Oh, when I was studying at University A, I once stayed in France for two weeks as an exchange student. Why, I didn't tell you before?"

"No!" Situ Chenjue continued to look at the dark tunnel.

Even if she had said it before, she didn’t remember it!

But, from this moment on, he will remember everything she said!

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At this section, perhaps because of the curve in the track, the subway was swaying, Huanyan staggered, lost control of his balance, and almost fell over.

Situ Chenjue hurriedly stretched out an arm to hug her steadily, keeping her balanced in the sardine-can-like carriage.

Soon, the train passed the turn and began to drive smoothly, but Situ Chenjue still held Huanyan in his arms, grabbing her arm and unwilling to let her go.

Huanyan said softly: "It's okay, there won't be any shaking here anymore, you don't have to hold me all the time, it's very tiring!"

"What should I do if I fall down!" Situ Chenjue looked at her fiercely, and he was so happy that he didn't dare to speak any more.

At this time, a little girl sitting next to Situ Chenjue, who was probably motion sick due to the shaking of the carriage, made a painful sound in her throat, and then started vomiting overwhelmingly.

There were too many people in the station. Although Situ Chenjue moved nimbly, he still couldn't completely avoid them. There was some dirty stuff on the hems of his jeans, and his face suddenly turned dark.

Huanyan felt very sorry when she saw this. She knew that this man had mysophobia, not to mention that it was stained by vomit and smelled sour and smelly.

It seems that I must drag him to take this kind of civilian transportation today, which may not be a wise choice.

But Situ Chenjue actually resisted getting angry, and just pulled Huanyan and said in her ear: "We'll get off at the next stop! I'm going to buy a pair of pants!"

"Oh...ok!"

At the next stop, Situ Chenjue pulled Huanyan out of the car.

Huanyan thought for a while: "Actually, there aren't many dirty places in your pants. Just go to the wet tissue in the bathroom and wipe it. There's no need to buy a new pair. What a waste!"


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