Jiang Yuan: ...
Suddenly regretting bringing him out with me.
Jiang Yuan turned around, her face forming a cute and soft smile, and said in a sweet, sticky voice to the young and pretty ticket seller: "Pretty sister, can I buy a ticket without an ID card?"
The ticket seller, a young woman in her twenties, was pleased to be called 'pretty sister.' Especially since the one asking was a cute and soft little girl, she instantly felt a fondness and unknowingly smiled, her tone became much gentler as she said: "If you have a student ID or a household registration book, that's also acceptable."
Jiang Yuan's big watery eyes looked pleadingly at her and asked: "What if I don't have either of them?"
Stupid Xu Xiaoyan, leaving home without even bringing an ID card, let alone a household registration book.
Jiang Yuan was really angry, almost wanting to twist the other person's head off.
The ticket seller smiled at her and said: "That won't work, little kid!"
