"Everyone, get on the bus one by one, don't push, there's enough space."
After a brief preparation, it was half past eight, and Teng Ziwei and the others began organizing the members onto the bus.
As for Lin Qingxue and her friends, since Hao Jian drove over, they got into his car. After all, it's just four people, and the back seat can squeeze in three.
Therefore, Molan, Ye Ni, and Ailin sat in the back seat, while the front passenger seat naturally belonged to Lin Qingxue, and Hao Jian proudly continued his role as the driver.
In this situation, although Teng Ziwei felt regretful for not being with Lin Qingxue, he didn't say anything. After all, they drove themselves here, and he couldn't really comment.
If he mentioned it, others would think he lacks grace, which isn't worth it. Anyway, once they reach the destination, this group will gather together again.
At that time, he just needs to find a chance to send Lin Qingxue's man away so he can chat with Lin Qingxue openly.
