Come Out

"En, alright." Chen Mengyan didn't think much and nodded, "You have your classmates. Then, call me when we reach the hotel and come to hang out at night!"

"Okay..." Zhao Ying responded awkwardly, "Mengyan, our tutor is here. I'll give her a heads up. You should go back to your own things..."

Zhao Ying hurried away after she finished talking. She did not dare to stay here anymore.

"Oh, then Sister Ying, you go..." Chen Mengyan felt a little confused. Why is Zhao Ying in a hurry today? Is something wrong?

But what could have happened? Chen Mengyao doubtfully frowned at Zhao Ying's back ...

Zhao Ying quickly found her tutor, "Mr. Li, my friend has a car, so I will go with him..."

"Okay, please register first. After our bus starts driving, you should follow behind. The bus's license number is Song BE1298," said Mr. Li.