After several days, Wen Jiaojiao finally received the ID card she had been longing for.

She stood at the entrance of the police station, looking at the photo on her ID card with a smug expression:

From now on, I can fly freely in the sky and leap freely in the sea. I'll earn tens of thousands a day and reach the pinnacle of life.

Suddenly, Wen Zhaoye snatched her ID card and, to her astonishment, casually stuffed it into his pocket.

"Let's go to Yuncheng today."

Wen Jiaojiao, her hands still holding the ID card, felt a sense of unease and questioned:

"If you're going to leave, why did you need to take my ID?"

Wen Zhaoye walked straight towards the motorcycle, glancing at her with an expression that seemed to know what she was thinking, and said:

"If you keep pretending to be careless and lose it, and refuse to go to Yuncheng no matter what, how can I not be on guard?"

Holy crap!! This person's imagination is incredible!!

Wen Jiaojiao cursed inwardly, knowing she couldn't show it too obviously. She let out a long breath to calm her anxiety and said:

"Okay, I'll give it to you when we get there."

The two, carrying a suitcase and a letter of introduction, boarded the old-fashioned green train.

Wen Jiaojiao sat at the very back of the seat, gazing out the window at the scenery rushing by:

"Brother, can you give me the letter of introduction and my ID card?" I'll take advantage of the rush of people getting off the bus to shake him off and run away on my own.

Wen Zhaoye immediately sensed that she had ill intentions and said:

"What do you want this for? Are you planning to tear it up or throw it away so I can't stay in a hotel and you'll force me to go home?"

You're really overthinking things.

A herd of alpacas flashed through Wen Jiaojiao's mind again, and she weakly uttered:

"No, just give it to me. I don't even know what a letter of introduction looks like."

Wen Zhaoye was convinced that she was just trying to stop him from investigating the past, and said irritably:

“You used to go out every day, and the person who issued the letter of introduction was changed last year, otherwise they would have been driven crazy by you.”

Seeing that all hope was lost, Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but sigh: "..."

Plan A won't work; we need to think of another way.

"Little girl, could you switch seats with me?" An elderly woman holding her grandson's hand asked with a smile in the aisle.

"Fine." Wen Jiaojiao was still annoyed by Wen Zhaoye and didn't want to sit with him. She stood up and squeezed out, saying:

Where are you? I'm coming over now.

The elderly woman squeezed into the inner seats with her grandson. She sat down, holding the child, and said with a smile:

"As long as you're not sitting, standing anywhere is fine."

Wen Jiaojiao's face stiffened for a moment:

Damn it, it's a standing ticket.

Wen Zhaoye didn't know why she was so unlucky, always seeming to run into all sorts of things. He glared coldly at the old woman and said in a solemn tone:

"Get out of my way, or don't blame me for taking action."

The old woman didn't believe he would dare to do anything on a train full of conductors. She said with a look of utter disbelief:

"Oh dear, I'm old, my legs aren't good, and I have children to take care of. Don't you know how to respect the elderly and care for the young?"

Wen Jiaojiao's anger surged, and she glared at her, saying:

"I advise you to get up right now and stop acting like an old man, or I'll do something inappropriate to your grandson."

Suddenly, everyone around her stared at her in surprise, as if they really wanted to see what was going on.

Is he planning to kiss and grope me in front of the kids again?

Wen Zhaoye's ears turned bright red as he thought about it, fearing she might try to touch him again. He decisively stood up and said:

"You sit here. I'll go find the train conductor to kick her out. I don't want to lose face in front of everyone."

Wen Jiaojiao didn't take it seriously. After he walked away, she sat down and thought to herself:

"Kid, do you watch the cartoon about gourds growing on vines?"

The little boy thought he had found a kindred spirit. He sniffled, his thick snot snot dripping from his nose, and looked at her with bright, sparkling eyes, saying:

"Look, it's so beautiful."

Wen Jiaojiao said mysteriously:

"The second season is out. Do you know what happened to those seven?"

"Yes." The boy nodded, agreeing very quickly.

A mischievous smile appeared on Wen Jiaojiao's lips as she said in an extremely shocked tone:

"All seven of them died, and were even made into water ladles to scoop up excrement every day. His grandfather was even more pitiful; he was skinned, boned, coated in excrement, rolled into pancakes, and eaten by a demon."

The fairy finished eating and even licked her lips with a lingering sense of satisfaction. Isn't that terrifying?

"Ooh~"

The little boy couldn't accept the blow and burst into tears. His voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the carriage.

The old woman, her face pale, coaxed the boy, then said irritably to Wen Jiaojiao:

What are you talking about?

Wen Jiaojiao smiled and ignored her, continuing to whisper in the boy's ear:

"Moreover, before the Seven Little Melons died, the eldest had his eyes gouged out, the second had his ears cut off, and the third..."

Before she could finish speaking, the boy burst into tears, his snot running down his face in thick lines, hanging from his lips, refusing to come off.