Before boarding the train, Wen Qiao called home, and Xiao Sanbao answered the phone.
Wen Qiao told her daughter that she would arrive in Beicheng at 5:30 a.m. tomorrow. Wen Qiao asked her daughter, "Where did Daddy go?"
Xiao Sanbao said he is still working.
The nanny, who was busy washing up her two children, heard the youngest child making and receiving a phone call. She came out to check and found out it was Wen Qiao making the call, so she went to ask her what was wrong.
Wen Qiao said she would let them know when she got home tomorrow morning.
After answering the phone, the nanny immediately whispered, "Xiao Qiao, come back quickly. A woman came to see you recently. She's quite pretty. Please come back soon."
Upon hearing this, Wen Qiao chuckled and said, "Is it related to work? Okay, I'll be home soon."
The nanny then whispered, "Who knows what kind of relationship we have? I'll tell you if I see it anyway."
Wen Qiao hummed in agreement and smiled.
In fact, she believed in Shen Jichuan. Shen Jichuan was meticulous in his life and had high standards for himself, and the same was true for his personal feelings.
They had been married for many years, and in between, she took her youngest child abroad for a few years.
If he really wanted to look for her, he would have done so long ago during the free time when Wen Qiao was not around.
He once jokingly said that as one gets older, one should be more mindful of maintaining one's integrity and not ruin one's reputation in old age.
Although it was said in jest, it also shows that deep down, Shen Jichuan has always had his own moral bottom line.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Qiao and her mother waited in the waiting room until it was time to board the train, and the two quickly boarded the train.
I bought the ticket at the last minute, and there were no sleeper berths left, so I could only buy a hard seat.
After enduring a long night on the train, Wen Qiao and Lü Yazhi got off at the train station the next morning. It was just getting light, and people around them were already soliciting customers.
Wen Qiao linked arms with her mother and continued walking forward.
Just as she was contemplating whether to take a taxi, she suddenly heard someone call her name.
"Wen Qiao, over here."
Soon, Wen Qiao spotted the tall and imposing Shen Jichuan standing out from the crowd at the train station entrance.
"Ji Chuan, what brings you here?"
Shen Jichuan immediately stepped forward and helped Wen Qiao carry the things in her hands.
“My daughter told me that her mother was coming back, and that her mother had a hard time traveling, so she insisted that I come and pick her up.”
Just as Shen Jichuan finished speaking, he saw Wu Yongliang, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, emerge from the crowd from a great distance.
Wen Qiao was surprised. "Uncle Wu, you're here too?"
Wu Yongliang chuckled and glanced at Lü Yazhi.
But it was Wen Qiao who said, "Ji Chuan called me and said he would come pick up your mother and take her home. I happened to be free, so I came along."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Lü Yazhi.
"You didn't even tell me you were going back to your hometown. If Ji Chuan hadn't told me you were going back to deal with your family's affairs, I really wouldn't have known."
Seeing Old Wu's worried expression, Lü Yazhi's fatigue from the car ride vanished, and she said with a smile, "We're both so old, are you still worried I'll run away? We're not young anymore."
Wu Yongliang chuckled, "How could I not be worried?"
"Let's go home first, get some rest, and talk to our daughter later."
Wen Qiao immediately waved to her mother and said, "Mom, you and Uncle Wu go back and get some rest. Let me know when the restaurant opens, and I'll bring some people to support you."
Lü Yazhi smiled and nodded, telling Wen Qiao to go back and get some rest.
After Lü Yazhi and Wu Yongliang left, Shen Jichuan reached out and held Wen Qiao's hand.
He bent down slightly, leaned close to Wen Qiao's ear, and whispered, "Old Wu is worried that your mother will run away. My wife is so young, I'm even more worried."
Wen Qiao turned to look at him, her soft lips brushing against his face. Shen Jichuan was momentarily stunned, his desire to kiss Wen Qiao reaching its peak.
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