"He used to be stupid and honest, like some country bumpkin who had just come to the city. Now, no matter how I look at him, he doesn't seem like that anymore."
"Why bother with so much? We're about to get out. We should focus on what's ahead! Who knows if someone will block our way."
"True. Could someone really suddenly jump out and deal with us?"
"Who knows? Anyway, it's always safer to be careful."
"I think we should follow Su Qiao!"
"Right, follow her. She knows at least more than we do."
Everyone felt uneasy, with no idea what to expect.
Before they knew it, they had already begun treating Su Qiao as the center of the group and placing her in the position of leader.
Because Jun Ting refused to carry anyone else, the group could only stop and rest for a while.
"Yaqin..."
During the break, Jun Ting quietly approached Song Yaqin.
"If you have something to say, say it. If you need to curse, then curse. Don't stand so close to me."
She used to like Jun Ting no matter how she looked at him, but after experiencing all this, she found everything about him irritating.
Perhaps she had been unable to let go because someone had competed with her for him before.
Now that Su Qiao treated him with disdain, Song Yaqin suddenly felt that, as the esteemed eldest daughter of the Song family and a popular actress, was there really any need for her to take him so seriously?
It wasn't as if she couldn't find someone better than him.
Jun Ting furrowed his brows. "Yaqin, how did you start swearing too?"
Song Yaqin cast him a cold glance.
Jun Ting quickly said, "Fine, fine, say whatever you want! I won't try to