"Here, your comb is right here." Jiang Yixin bent down to pick up the comb that had fallen onto the ground and handed it back to Wang Lubo.
Wang Lubo took the comb and said cheerfully, "Didn't lose it, nothing got lost, as I said, someone who's so good-looking wouldn't be a thief."
Xiao Feng seemed deep in thought, could it be that he was overthinking?
They all headed towards the ticket inspection entrance, with Wang Lubo leading the way, even winking at the pretty woman in charge of checking tickets.
Unsurprisingly, the woman responsible for checking tickets remained indifferent, saying, "Sir, please show me your ticket."
"Tch!" Wang Lubo reached into his pocket, squeezed his ticket between two fingers, and handed it over as if he were tipping.
"Sorry sir, please present your ticket." The ticket woman politely requested.
Wang Lubo furrowed his brows, "This isn't a tick..."
