Liu Ying paused slightly, then hurriedly whispered an explanation, "No, my home isn't in that city... I just happened to stay there for a few months."
Just happened? Gu Mian was a bit confused.
By now, the onlookers had basically lost interest. Life was short, and they didn't care too much about other people's business. Even though the current situation was a bit strange, it was only worth a few more glances. Only if the sky were falling would people truly give it their full attention and gawk.
Seeing that those around them were no longer paying attention, Liu Ying continued in a low voice, "I'm a flight attendant..."
"A flight attendant?" Fatty sighed. "No wonder you speak so gently. It must be a habit."
Gu Mian rubbed his chin. "Do all flight attendants speak gently?"
