Then she put the things back in their place and turned on the tap to wash her face.
Zhou Cheng moved closer to her, nudging her with his elbow: "Move over a bit."
While Qiao Nansheng was rubbing her face, foam appeared. Upon hearing this, she moved to the side, but accidentally lifted the small wooden bucket at her feet, causing her to lose her balance and fall towards the wall.
Zhou Cheng reached out and pulled him back: "Be careful."
Qiao Nansheng curled her lips and snorted, "If you hadn't let me pass a little, would I have bumped into you?"
Zhou Cheng remained silent.
After the two finished washing up together, it was already 7:50. Qiao Nansheng took her clothes and went back inside to change. She also put on some light makeup and put her skincare and makeup products in her suitcase. When she carried them downstairs, it was already past 8:10.
Liu Xu had already prepared breakfast, and she went over, sat down, and started eating.
Zhou Cheng sat opposite her.
The two finished breakfast quietly, and it was exactly 8:30. Zhou Cheng then drove her to the airport.
The car was quiet the whole way; no one spoke. Qiao Nansheng leaned back in her seat, holding her phone, and searched for hotels online. She had already found out the location of the recording, and to avoid trouble, she planned to find a hotel nearby.
But she didn't know much about City B, and after searching for a long time, she still didn't know which hotel to choose.
Moreover, there were many people traveling with them this time, plus other tourists visiting City B. She looked at several nearby hotels, but only a few rooms were left, and they didn't look very good.
She was feeling troubled when she heard Zhou Cheng's voice: "Send me a message when you get there."
"Oh," she replied casually, her eyes fixed on her phone screen as she continued searching for a hotel.
Which hotel should I stay at? These rooms look really bad, the environment doesn't look very good, and the reviews from previous guests are also bad, with very low ratings.
Zhou Cheng glanced at her in the rearview mirror and saw her finger constantly swiping across the screen. He asked, "Looking for a hotel?"
"Hmm." She nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something and looked up at him: "Have you ever filmed in City B? The place where we're recording the show is in the city center. Do you have any good hotel recommendations?"
"I looked at several online, and only a few rooms were left, and they weren't even that good." She pouted, recalling the pictures and comments she had just seen, her face full of disdain.
Zhou Cheng said, "I know, I'll send it to you when you get to City B."
"..." Qiao Nansheng gritted her teeth: "What's the difference between telling me now and telling me later when I arrive?"
"The difference is huge." Just then, the traffic light turned, and he looked at Qiao Nansheng, saying each word carefully, "If I tell you now, once we get to City B, you'll only be focused on eating, drinking, having fun, and recording the show. Will you even remember me?"
It's safe to say that even if he had just asked her to text him when she got there, she probably wouldn't. Either she'd forget, or she'd be too lazy to think of anything.
If it weren't for the high risk of being discovered if he went with her, Zhou Cheng would have liked to go with her.
There are many handsome men in City B. Qiao Nansheng likes to look at handsome men. Zhou Cheng felt uncomfortable when he thought about how her eyes were glued to other men.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Nansheng chuckled dryly, "You really understand me."
"Yes." Zhou Cheng nodded. "I'm your husband. If I don't understand you, who will?"
"..." She decisively shut her mouth and said nothing.
The car quickly arrived at C City Airport. Qiao Nansheng put away her phone, opened the car door and prepared to get out, but Zhou Cheng stopped her: "We'll be apart for a few days, shouldn't my wife give me a farewell kiss?"
His dark, deep eyes stared intently at her, revealing an expression that said, "Come on, I'm ready."
Qiao Nansheng's lips twitched: "Impossible."
She opened the car door and got out, ran to the back, opened the trunk, took out her suitcase, then walked to the front and knocked on the window: "I'm leaving now. Remember to send me the hotel name later."
"Okay." Zhou Cheng, whose only visible feature was his eyes and fair forehead, nodded. "Hurry up, it's 9:30, or we'll be late."
"Mmm." Qiao Nansheng nodded vigorously, stretched out her little hand and waved to him: "Bye-bye."
Zhou Cheng watched her enter the airport before rolling up the car window and turning away.
Unexpectedly, someone recognized him through the car window, even though only his eyes were visible. The scene of him talking to Qiao Nansheng had been captured on camera, and the license plate number of the car had also been photographed.
So, while Zhou Cheng was driving back to Shuixie Yunlan, and Qiao Nansheng was picking up her ticket and boarding the plane, a topic on Weibo about Zhou Cheng seeing off his mysterious girlfriend went viral and quickly became a trending topic.
The two parties involved were completely unaware of each other: one was on a plane, unable to access the internet and forced to use earplugs to sleep; the other was driving, his phone on silent, and he was completely oblivious to the messages sent to Xiang Fei and the phone calls he made.
When Zhou Cheng was at the fork in the road between Shui Xie Yun Lan and Xing Ji Entertainment, he suddenly remembered that he had some business at the company, so he turned around and went to the company.
Upon arrival, he took the elevator directly to the general office, where Sheng Zhuo was. Sheng Zhuo offered him a seat when he saw him arrive.
Zhou Cheng started working and didn't even turn on his phone again.
…
Qiao Nansheng arrived in City B at 1:30.
It snowed heavily in City B last night, and it was freezing cold. Just a few steps outside, a biting wind blew in, making Qiao Nansheng shiver violently.
Wo Ri.
Why is it so cold?!
When she came, the weather forecast clearly said it wouldn't rain or be sunny for the next few days. What happened to the predicted cloudy weather?
Looking at the sky filled with dark clouds where light snow was still falling, Qiao Nansheng sighed deeply. Seeing someone selling umbrellas by the roadside, she went over and chose a cheap one, then pulled her suitcase to hail a taxi.
When asked how much the fare would be to the place where she was recording her show, the driver said, "One hundred and eighty, I'll take you to the door."
Qiao Nansheng's eyes widened: "So expensive?"
Is it really necessary to spend so much money to get from the airport? She only spent a maximum of 100 yuan, and sometimes only 80 yuan, when she took a taxi from Shuixie Yunlan to the airport in City C. Is it really that expensive in City B?
The driver glanced at her: "Wearing head-to-toe designer clothes, is 180 yuan expensive?"
Qiao Nansheng: "..."
She opened her mouth, but was speechless.
Looking around, I saw other cars and went over to ask.
The driver was still nagging in the back: "Young lady, I'm telling you, my price is already the cheapest. It's just that the place you're going to is too far away. I've already told you the lowest price."
Qiao Nansheng didn't believe it, so she asked the drivers of other cars and found that it was indeed true, just like the driver of the first car she asked said, that 180 yuan was the cheapest, and the others started at 200 yuan.
She was shocked: My God, even though B City is a first-tier city, this fare is too high!
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