"Pff, what a country bumpkin." Fu Si let out a mocking sneer.
Wu Xuehan rolled her eyes privately, not bothering to deal with such a straight-man cancer and walked over to whisper to Tang Li, "Ah Li, are you sure you want to take him to the hospital with us?"
Tang Li hummed in affirmation, turning her gaze away from the bus route board, "What's wrong?"
"I can't get along with him." Wu Xuehan admitted truthfully.
Tang Li glanced back at Fu Si. He sat on the waiting bench, shaking his leg with Iron Man flip flops on, hands stuffed in his pockets, looking around, just like a curious baby taking the bus for the first time.
"He even called me a country bumpkin..." Wu Xuehan was somewhat dissatisfied, "Even though I am one, it hurts my pride when someone says it to my face."
"Just treat him like the next-door five-year-old brat in your neighborhood."
Wu Xuehan realized that Tang Li had no intention of sending this guy named Fu Si away.