The two looked over at the same time. Wen Jiaojiao, with a look of utter despair, walked forward and said:

"Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it anymore. Let's find a place to sit down and talk it over."

Li Cuihua followed behind the two, glanced at their backs, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart:

Could it be that she fell for this man and abandoned her husband and children?

Just then, the train slowly came to a stop, and the train conductor announced that they had arrived in Yuncheng.

"Let's go downstairs and talk," Wen Jiaojiao sighed, hanging her head as she walked downstairs.

She never considered revealing that she had transmigrated into a book, and even if she met someone she liked in the future, she would never tell anyone about such an outrageous thing.

After all, when people are in love, they will undoubtedly keep secrets, but a lifetime is too long, and what if one day the love fades?

This secret might become a sharp knife that the other party uses to stab you in the back.

Wen Zhaoye picked up his suitcase and followed behind, getting off the car with mixed feelings of unease and uncertainty.

"Jiaojiao, I just wanted to know the truth, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

The wind was strong on the platform, and people hurried by. Wen Jiaojiao stood still, and just as he was about to say something, she suddenly stepped forward, hugged his strong waist, and sighed:

"Brother, thank you so much for everything these past few days."

Wen Zhaoye's handsome face flushed, his pupils widened in shock, completely unaware that her slender hand had already slipped into his left trouser pocket. He exuded an air of restraint as he said:

"There are so many people here, it's not appropriate to hug and cuddle like this."

"Don't make a sound, just let me hug you."

The ID card was wrapped in the letter of introduction. Wen Jiaojiao's eyes narrowed, but she refused to let go.

She flipped to a copy, glanced at it, confirmed it was hers, quickly stuffed it into her pocket, then took out the money she had saved up recently, and put 5 yuan into his pocket:

I'm sorry, but you insisted on checking my identity, so I had to run away. Otherwise, this would have been too outrageous.

However, considering you took care of me for a while, I still need to give you the travel expenses.

Wen Zhaoye glanced at the people around them who were looking at him, but in the end, he couldn't bear to let go of her hand and let her go, saying:

"Okay, hug me if you want, hug me for as long as you like."

Li Cuihua, positioned to their right, didn't notice her subtle movements. Her brow furrowed, and she immediately concluded...

Wen Jiaojiao abandoned her husband and children because she fell in love with Wen Zhaoye. I don't know whether I should advise her to go back and continue living together.

Wen Zhaoye's face flushed red as he was about to say something more when suddenly, Wen Jiaojiao released him, turned around, and darted away like an arrow, shouting into the crowded stream:

"Please everyone make way, let the child have a chance to live."

Wen Zhaoye was stunned for a moment, then picked up his suitcase and quickly chased after him:

Why are you running?

Wen Jiaojiao ran like crazy, her neck, which was already aching, was even more sore. She gasped for breath and said:

"Wen Zhaoye, please stop chasing me. I really have my own reasons."

"Why can't we talk things out properly? Why do you have to run off like that at the drop of a hat? I'm not going to hit you."

Although Wen Zhaoye was carrying a suitcase, he was still much faster than her. After he finished speaking, he grabbed her T-shirt, but she nimbly dodged to the side.

Wen Zhaoye gritted his teeth, stopped in his tracks, and stared at her figure with a chilling look in his dark eyes, coldly uttering:

"Stop right now, or I'll catch you and make you regret it."

Wen Jiaojiao ignored him and continued running forward:

"I have no grudge against you, so please don't keep harping on this."

Many figures passed by, and a fire raged in Wen Zhaoye's heart. He said in a low, cold voice:

"Help me catch the thief who ran away."

Damn it!!! That bastard!!!

Wen Jiaojiao's pupils trembled slightly, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. Before she could even turn around...

The next second, an unknown force came from the back of her head, and with a "bang," the tall, strong man slammed her face to the ground.

Wen Jiaojiao lay on the ground, struggling to get up, but she couldn't stand up at all. She anxiously patted the ground and said:

"Please, let go! He's a human trafficker. You'll kill me if you do this."

Wen Zhaoye's dark eyes narrowed slightly, never expecting the man's actions to be so violent and forceful. He stepped forward and said in a hurried voice:

"Let her go first. She's my sister. I don't know what happened to her today. She suddenly tried to run away, so I had no choice but to shout like that."

The man released her, grabbed Wen Jiaojiao's collar, stood up, and stared at her warily, saying:

"Which of you is telling the truth? You keep switching between calling someone a thief and a sister. Could you actually be a human trafficker?"

"The addresses on our ID cards are the same."

As Wen Zhaoye was speaking, he reached into his pocket, but suddenly he paused, realizing that something was missing from his pocket.

Wen Jiaojiao's cheeks flushed slightly. Meeting his gaze, she felt a pang of guilt, knowing she couldn't avoid his demand for her ID. Her voice was weak and lacking in confidence as she said:

"We are indeed family. I was just... just trying to lighten the mood."

She almost cried as she said the last few words. The man, his face grim, loosened his collar and scolded her:

"You little girl, how can you say such things without thinking? Look how worried you've made your brother!"

Looking at Wen Jiaojiao's slightly flushed profile, Wen Zhaoye's gaze softened for a moment, and he didn't hold onto any of the unpleasantness from before, saying:

"Let me take you to the hospital to get you treated. I didn't expect him to be so ruthless. And why are you running away?"

Wen Jiaojiao ignored his worries and said bluntly:

"Wen Zhaoye, I have to go."

"Where to?" Wen Zhaoye didn't take her words to heart and asked just as bluntly:

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