He Chunya splashed bathwater out and saw several people walking towards her from afar. She greeted them:
"Chouchou, you're back!"
In Wen Jiaojiao's heart, she was considered a semi-noble person, so she couldn't stay in this place. She had to move to another place and adapt again, and once again she felt lost about the future.
She nodded and said, "Okay, Chun Ya, I have to go."
Where to?
Liu Qin said enthusiastically:
“She went back to be a boss’s wife. She came out to experience life. Now Director Wen is taking her home.”
"Boss lady?" He Chunya exclaimed in surprise, glancing up at Wen Zhaoye. She was happy for Wen Jiaojiao.
"Is this the one you're going to marry? I thought he was some old man with a crooked mouth and crooked eyes. With his looks and other qualities, what else do you have to complain about?"
Wen Zhaoye glanced sideways at Wen Jiaojiao's reaction, then pulled her inside and asked gently:
"She's from the same village? How did you two meet?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "We met while walking."
Wen Zhaoye felt that this was both an answer and a non-answer, but he didn't take it to heart. He glanced at the bed where Wen Jiaojiao's things were placed and said:
"I'll help you pack your things."
In fact, Wen Zhaoye's body hadn't fully recovered, and coupled with the exhaustion and travel of the past few days, his physical strength had already been pushed to its limit.
But his love was enough to sustain his spirit, and he felt it was all worth it, no matter how tired he was.
Wen Jiaojiao watched his busy back, lowered her head and remained silent: "..." If I say anything I don't like, even if he doesn't break my legs in a fit of anger, he'll probably say I'm being foolish. It's so hard for me.
Wen Zhaoye finished packing his things, leaving behind items he couldn't take, like the straw mat. He turned to Wen Jiaojiao and said:
"Jiaojiao, the factory is almost ready. How about we go back to the village for a few days tomorrow and then go to the factory?"
I'm just working to earn enough money to live comfortably, why think so much? Why not just go back to the factory and make some money from the leggings before leaving?
Anyway, he's completely gone mad. Maybe if his condition worsens, he can bounce back and return to normal?
Wen Jiaojiao realized this, a glint of light appearing in her eyes, and asked:
"Shouldn't we start working on the pants now?"
Wen Zhaoye, carrying his things, walked up to her and said:
"Yes, we'll have them design it when we get back this time."
Wen Jiaojiao smiled and said:
"Okay, bro, I'm going home now."
Wen Zhaoye raised his hand and patted her head, speaking gently:
"Don't run around like that next time. The world is so big, I can't always find you, and you can't always wait for me safely."
Who the hell is waiting for you? I'm obviously avoiding you.
A string of curses flashed through Wen Jiaojiao's mind. After thinking for a moment, she simply admitted that she had a problem and said matter-of-factly:
"You can't control your brain."
He Chun-ya looked at the things the two had left on the bed and asked, "You don't want any of this?"
"Here you go, and thank you for helping me. Now I'm going home."
When Wen Jiaojiao said the last three words, she was genuinely happy and relieved. Although she knew it wouldn't last, she still craved it.
He Chunya touched the brand-new bed and said:
"Oh dear, even if you have money, you can't waste it like this. My family doesn't even have a decent bamboo mat or mosquito net."
Wen Jiaojiao didn't answer, but he took her hand and led her towards the door.
The hotel was located in a remote tenement building. Due to its age, the exterior was dilapidated and dirty, and the people who came in and out were all poor couples.
Wen Jiaojiao stopped in her tracks, looking at the dilapidated and dirty hotel, and said, "Brother, don't you have a savings account? Why are you staying here?"
Wen Zhaoye chuckled and said:
"How dare you say that? Who hides a bankbook in my underwear, wrapped up so tightly with layers of cloth? I thought you took it out and was planning to have Song Qi come and deliver the money."
Wen Jiaojiao reached out and stopped her, saying:
"Hey, I have no intention of running away with your money. I have hands and feet, and I'd rather earn it myself."
Fearing she might be angry because he thought he was questioning her, Wen Zhaoye gradually suppressed his smile and his tone suddenly became sincere:
"That's not what I meant. On the contrary, I hope you'll take it with you."
Wen Jiaojiao was completely baffled and said:
"Um?"
Wen Zhaoye tightened his grip on her slender hand, a smile playing in his eyes as he looked at her, his voice as gentle as spring water in March:
"If you have money, you won't suffer outside, and I'll have less to worry about."
The cool moonlight poured down on his head, and his usually indifferent and handsome face was now full of indescribable tenderness.
Wen Jiaojiao lowered her gaze slightly, avoiding his burning affection: After collecting the profits from the leggings this time, I'll leave a letter to tell him the truth.
Anyway, once I have money, I can travel all over the world and probably won't run into him again.
Seeing that she remained silent, Wen Zhaoye raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, saying, "Let's go upstairs and pack our things. Then I'll take you to a nicer hotel."
Wen Jiaojiao simply refused:
"No need, it's so late, let's just stay one more night."
"There's no toilet or bathtub inside, and you have to queue at a public bathhouse to take a shower. It's too much trouble. Let's find another one."
Wen Zhaoye felt he could endure some hardship, but Wen Jiaojiao was someone he cherished dearly, so naturally he should treat her with the best of everything.
Wen Jiaojiao didn't waste time with him and pushed him into the hotel: "Book me a room too."
Wen Zhaoye paused in his movements:
"That won't do. What if you do something rash again? Where will I find someone?"
"Alright, then we'll stay in one room."
Wen Jiaojiao knew she couldn't refuse in this regard, and since it wouldn't hurt to sleep in the same bed often, she compromised and agreed.
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