But Yang Ruoxi started to take things seriously.
After the two of them finished their conversation, she stared ahead, constantly waiting for people to board the bus.
Her eager anticipation made Chen Yang amused but he did not interrupt her, just letting her watch.
About ten minutes later, as the bus was about to depart, suddenly more people arrived.
Three middle-aged men, somewhat scruffy and unshaven, boarded the bus, carrying two bags.
As soon as they got on the bus, Yang Ruoxi proudly turned to Chen Yang and said, "See, three uncles have come. We aren't just a senior citizen tour group anymore, are we!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yang turned his head and glanced down the bus aisle.
At the first sight of those three middle-aged men, Chen Yang instinctively felt a bit uneasy, but he couldn't quite pinpoint the reason.
"Alright, I get it, we're not a senior citizen tour group." Unwilling to argue with Yang Ruoxi, Chen Yang smiled and nodded, admitting defeat.
"Hmph!"
