The driver glanced up, noticing Lin Ran entering with a group of individuals. He paused, furrowing his brow. "Who are they?"
"You're not familiar with us?" Gu Yang approached, raising a brow.
Impatiently, the driver retorted, "No clue. Who are you?"
"You're not being entirely truthful. When you looked up, your gaze unconsciously fixated on me and my sister. If we were strangers, you'd have looked to Lin Ran first."
Gu Yang halted before the driver, her gaze piercing and unwavering, akin to a clear mirror reflecting truth.
After a moment's silence, the driver's lips curled into a wretched smile. "Miss, you're naive. Don't you know men are easily drawn to young, beautiful women?"
"Besides, you seem familiar. Perhaps I've seen you in online videos. Are you some sort of internet sensation?"
Feng Jue's demeanor chilled slightly.