Ning Yuan frowned. She glanced down at her watch, then looked up again, but Cha Meiling was nowhere to be seen. All she could see was the surging crowd at the train station entrance.
She rubbed her eyes. Had she seen wrong?
"Ningning, what's wrong?" Uncle Jiu asked, noticing her lost in thought.
Ning Yuan shook her head: "I saw someone I knew, but I'm not sure if it was the person in question."
Uncle Nine smiled, picked up some rice noodles with his chopsticks and started eating: "As long as they're not enemies, that's fine."
Ning Yuan thought for a moment: "I still don't know if they are enemies."
Just like in her previous life, Cha Meiling has separated from her older brother again. But Rong Zhaonan is now her man. What will Cha Meiling do next?
Given my elder brother's ruthless businessman nature, he would definitely tear down and swallow up the Cha family.
Cha Meiling wouldn't just sit and watch the Cha family perish; it's hard to say whether they'd become enemies in the future.
Uncle Nine sipped his cold chrysanthemum tea nonchalantly, scoffing, "Even if they're enemies, we're not afraid. All the anti-X factions are paper tigers! Hurry up and eat, girl. After we finish eating, we still have work to do and earn money!"
Ning Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That's right, all reactionaries are paper tigers! We should work hard and earn money to contribute to the realization of the Four Modernizations!"
Who cares? We'll deal with whatever comes our way.
After Ning Yuan and her group finished their meal, they ran into Ou Minglang, Hua Zige, and Liang Xin, who were also there with the goods. They were busy with paperwork and loading the goods.
It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that I finally managed to board the train to Shanghai.
Ning Yuan insisted on carrying the machete that Uncle Jiu had given her, and together they led a group to stake out the several train cars filled with electronic products and clothing.
These days, there are quite a few people who rob trains by jumping on them, and she was worried about them.
You can chop her up, but if you steal from her, she'll chop you up too!
She poured almost all the money her mother gave her and her own earnings into this batch of goods, and even took out a loan for her older brother. It was her life savings!
Uncle Jiu and a group of old men from the steel mill watched Ning Yuan eat and sleep while leaning against sacks full of clothes.
They couldn't help but admire her – this girl was truly capable of enduring hardship.
They became even more convinced that following this little girl would lead to a prosperous future!
...
Meanwhile, on the other side, some people boarded the same train as them, but not in the same carriage.
"Anderson, do we really have to take this train? We've always flown to Shanghai before when we came to the mainland." Cha Meiling sat in the sleeper car of the train, her face looking very unpleasant.
Although this was the best carriage on the entire train, even in the sweltering summer heat, it still reeked of a strange, sour, sweaty smell, and a hint of chicken and duck.
Those came from people who brought chickens and ducks onto the train.
She could only barely keep herself from throwing up by sitting by the car window.
Anderson sat opposite her, his gaze sweeping over the people around him, and he could feel that everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.
He frowned slightly: "Miss Annie, there are few flights to and from mainland China now, and the management is strict. It will be difficult for us to buy tickets to enter the mainland this time without the help of the Ning family. If you don't want the young master to know that you have come to the mainland, you can only take the train."
Miss Anne and her attire, and even her appearance, were still too conspicuous in the conservative mainland.
He managed to get six tickets for this sleeper compartment at a high price through special channels; otherwise, there would have been other people sharing a compartment with them.
Miss Anne was used to a life of luxury; how could she possibly tolerate it?
Seeing that some people habitually tried to freeload, Anderson forcefully chased away everyone who wanted to sit in their sleeper berths.
"Anderson, find a flight attendant. I don't want any random people sitting in the compartment." Cha Meiling covered her nose and sat closer to the window.
The wind blowing from the train can dispel those unpleasant smells, making you feel a little more comfortable.
Anderson nodded slightly, then went to the train attendant and showed her all the tickets she had bought, indicating that no one else was allowed to freeload off her seat.
After half an hour of commotion and chaos, things finally calmed down.
“Miss Anne, I’m sorry.” Anderson sat down wearily, but still felt apologetic.
Who would have thought that Hong Kong's former top socialite would end up having to squeeze onto a train in mainland China?
Cha Meiling stared blankly at a stain on the tablecloth: "A fallen phoenix is no better than a chicken. Who told me to have such a father?"
After the Cha family's incident, all of their former close friends in Hong Kong changed their attitudes.
Especially after they learned that she had broken off her engagement with her elder brother, they mocked her to her face, saying that it was time for someone else to take over as Hong Kong's so-called number one socialite.
Some of her former "best friends" who used to fawn over her wanted her to help them get to know Ning Bingyu—this is outrageous!
Cha Meiling gave a self-deprecating sneer: "Although I was mentally prepared, I never thought that it would feel so bad for everyone to want to step on me."
Anderson looked at Cha Meiling and said in a deep voice, "Miss Meiling, everything will be alright. Madam Ning said that even if you are not the eldest grandson's wife of the Ning family, the future matriarch will still be the sixth young lady of the Ning family."
To support Miss Anne, Madam Ning didn't even immediately demand that she hand over the jade chili pepper.
This was originally something that only the future matriarch and head of the Ning family could possess.
Cha Meiling reached out and touched the jade chili pepper on her neck, and said softly, "My godmother is a good person, but that's not enough... I'm not my elder brother's wife either. If my godmother leaves, I'll be nothing."
She paused, looking out the car window at the receding station: "I've been cautiously and carefully serving as the fiancée of the eldest son of the Ning family since I was a teenager, and I've suffered so much injustice. How can I be content with this?"
Anderson: "Miss Anne..."
She paused for a moment, then said, “The father-daughter relationship is fake. He only values his second wife and has used me as a stepping stone since I was a child. The marital relationship is also fake. My elder brother has never truly loved me. He married me to consolidate the family’s power.” Cha Meiling said calmly.
Cha Meiling twirled the enormous ruby ring on her finger that she had been engaged to Ning Bingyu: "But my older brother taught me that only money and family power are real."
Cha Meiling lightly touched her delicate hair, a cold smile appearing on her glamorous face—
"Moreover, although my elder brother is ruthless, he did a good thing—he let my father watch his most valued son fill the sea with his own eyes. I am truly grateful to my elder brother."
Anderson fell silent; Miss Anne always had her own ideas.
After realizing early on that the eldest son of the Ning family only had obligations to her, she wholeheartedly wanted to emulate Miss Ning Man'an—
Seize the money and power, compete with the second wife, and take everything from the Cha family!
“Miss Anne, whatever you do, I’ll be with you,” Anderson said calmly, looking at the woman in front of him.
Cha Meiling looked at him, gently placed her hand on the back of his hand, and said softly, "Thank you for still being willing to come on this adventure with me."
The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice how conspicuous their sleeper compartment, where only the two of them were sitting, was.
And with their exquisite attire, what kind of... trouble will they attract?
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