Argue

After paying the fare, Jiang Chuan and Jiang Xia found a spot to sit in the back of the bus.

They thought that the ticket collector was annoying enough, but as soon as they sat down, whispers filled the bus.

"Do you smell that? There's a strange smell on the bus."

"Yeah, yeah, I smell it too. Has the bus service become so poor that anyone can get on?"

"I know right, I don't know if they've gone crazy from poverty. If I had known, I wouldn't have taken this bus."

It was obvious that anyone could understand who they were talking about, especially when the speakers kept looking back at them, giving them disdainful glances now and then.

Why are people always like this?

Jiang Xia was furious.

Besides, how could she possibly smell? As soon as she got home, she cleaned herself thoroughly. Not even a speck of dust could be found, let alone a smell.