Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby - Chapter 706 - Need A Ride, Pretty Girl?
Library

Chapter 706 - Need A Ride, Pretty Girl?

Chapter 706 - Need A Ride, Pretty Girl?

Previously, when she searched for guides online, Tang Xinrou had said that this place was quiet, that it could be used for fis.h.i.+ng, and that it could be used for barbeque. The most important thing was that the scenery was good, and there were fewer people.

After arriving, Song Yaoyao realized that there were actually quite a lot of tourists here.

Perhaps compared to other scenic spots, there were fewer people. However, she saw that almost every stall had people surrounding it.

She walked over one by one, but most of the time, she only looked and did not buy.

She was afraid that the boss would dislike her, so she specifically stood far away and looked with a face full of curiosity.

Actually, ever since she came over, there had been many people secretly sizing her up. Their eyes flashed with amazement, including the girls who were there on vacation.

The first words that came to mind were: Little G.o.ddess!

The girl was wearing a cream-colored dress that went down to her knees. Because of the strong wind, she wore a purple knitted sweater, but she had casual flip-flops on her feet. Her expression was muddle-headed, as if she had never seen such a scene before.

That expression was simply too adorable!

Was she a celebrity?

They had heard that a variety show had recently been filmed here. Was she a newcomer that had just debuted? This beauty was too good-looking. It would be a pity if she didn't become a celebrity!

"Pretty Girl, did you come alone? Do you need a tour guide?"

After observing for a long time, a middle-aged man finally walked over and asked. His bean-sized eyes swept over Song Yaoyao's body, making her feel uncomfortable.

She took two steps back. "Sorry, I don't need it."

"Aiya, my fee is very low. I only need 100 Yuan for a full tour. And you don't need to walk. Look, I have a sightseeing trike here. In the evening, it's very comfortable to sit in the sightseeing trike, admiring the scenery while enjoying the sea breeze."

He tried his best to persuade her.

Song Yaoyao frowned slightly. "I said I don't need it."

"Then can I give you a discount? Aiya, Miss, I haven't received any business for a day. Can you do me a favor and take care of my business? I'll give you a 20 Yuan discount."

Among the onlookers, someone could tell that something was wrong.

He reminded her, "Little sister, it's not safe to be on your own! Don't get in his trike."

"Yeah, it's good to walk. Just treat it as a stroll!"

"He doesn't look like a good person to me!"

"How can you say that?! Who doesn't look like a good person? What era is it now? Is it still fas.h.i.+onable to judge people by their appearance?" When the middle-aged man heard what they said, he instantly glared fiercely at the people who spoke.

His expression was fierce as if he wanted to eat them up.

Those people were just ordinary office workers who came to this small island to travel. They didn't know the origins of the middle-aged man. They had come here by boat. Everyone on a small closed-off island like this was basically family. If they provoked someone, it was equivalent to causing big trouble.

No one wanted to bring trouble on themselves.

Even if Song Yaoyao looked really pretty, that was all.

They did not know her and had already given her a friendly reminder. If she was still persuaded and really met with danger, she could not blame anyone else.

The small peddlers next to her were used to it and acted as if they did not see anything.

"How about it, Miss? 80 Yuan for a trip around the entire island, how about it?"

The middle-aged man saw that those people had quietened down and were satisfied. He happily rubbed his hands together and looked at Song Yaoyao in an honest manner. "Don't listen to these people's nonsense. I've been driving a sightseeing trike here for years. If something happened, it would have happened long ago.. If you don't believe me, you can ask them. They all know me!"