The twilight was as dark as ink, staining the sky a deep, somber hue.
Cheng Muyun stood in front of Luo Yunqiao, exuding an aura completely different from usual.
Xu Zhuohua clenched her clothes tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms. Her gaze was fixed on the two people not far away, her heart pounding as if it would burst out of her chest.
The obsequious smile on Cheng Muyun's lips was like a sharp blade, stabbing her heart again and again.
Has Cheng Muyun been possessed?
Xu Zhuohua stood beside the car, the night wind carrying fine dust that brushed against her face, but she was completely unaware.
She strained her ears, trying to catch their conversation, but the distance was too great. All she could see was Cheng Muyun nodding and smiling from time to time, and considerately reaching out to support Luo Yunqiao's elbow.
Luo Yunqiao was so coaxed that his eyes crinkled into crescents, and his face beamed with a bright smile that stung Xu Zhuohua's eyes.
What troubled her even more was that Luo Yunqiao glanced in her direction several times during that time. In his eyes, there was evasion, guilt, and a complex emotion that was hard to describe.
The two chatted for a long time before Luo Yunqiao left, satisfied.
Cheng Muyun walked slowly with his hands in his pockets and long legs, the smile on his face still lingering, as if the conversation just now was a carefully arranged and very satisfying play.
Xu Zhuohua stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes fixed on Cheng Muyun, but the man pretended nothing had happened and reached out to grab Xu Zhuohua's wrist.
With a slight backhand movement of her slender wrist, Cheng Muyun's hand missed its target.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Muyun raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of knowing the answer already.
Xu Zhuohua was furious. How dare he ask what happened? Did he think she was invisible? He was so ambiguous with Luo Yunqiao.
"What else? I'm your wife. You're laughing and joking with another woman in front of me, how can I expect to give you a good look?"
Cheng Muyun raised an eyebrow. "I just told Yunqiao that I needed to speed things up a bit so I could get back to Xinhai City as soon as possible. Are you jealous?"
Xu Zhuohua bit her lip. "No one would believe you. Does business require joking around? Does she need you to hold her hand?"
Seeing Xu Zhuohua's sullen expression, Cheng Muyun felt a surge of joy.
These past two days, Xu Zhuohua has been arguing with Luo Yunqiao quite a bit, but in his eyes, her jealousy is just like a cat with its fur standing on end, which is incredibly cute.
He felt a strong urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her tenderly, hoping to kiss away all her little tantrums.
"It's nothing, is it?" Cheng Muyun teased her deliberately.
"Nothing?" Xu Zhuohua turned around angrily and grabbed Zhang Qi's hand, who was standing to the side. "Is this really nothing?"
Zhang Qi recoiled as if burned, quickly withdrawing his hand as if electrocuted, his face turning deathly pale.
Cheng Muyun's face darkened instantly, and his eyes shot straight at Zhang Qi like poisoned blades.
Zhang Qi was so frightened that he took several steps back, waving his hands and stammering, "Young Marshal, this has nothing to do with me. I'm leaving now. I'm quite tired after driving all day!"
After saying that, he ran away in a panic, looking so disheveled that he was afraid that if he stayed even a second longer, he would be devoured by Cheng Muyun's rage.
Seeing that Zhang Qi had run away in fright, Xu Zhuohua felt bored and turned to walk towards the warehouse door.
Cheng Muyun caught up from behind, grabbed Xu Zhuohua's hand, and wouldn't let go no matter how much she struggled.
To outsiders, their actions looked no different from those of a young couple having a tiff.
The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful; they are a perfect match.
This station is the first stop after leaving Dongzhou and entering Jiangzhou, and it is clearly different from the simple one at Hulang Mountain.
Not only is it exquisite, but it also has a two-story building in the shape of a U, with a quaint courtyard in the middle. Red handmade lanterns hang on the railings of the building, which adds a unique charm.
In fact, Xu Zhuohua could clearly feel that the weather had warmed up after crossing Tiger Wolf Mountain.
At this moment, the transport workers, exhausted from a day's work, were sitting around several tables in the courtyard, eating and chatting. Their laughter and the aroma of cooking wafting from the kitchen created a warm and inviting atmosphere.
Upon entering the room, we found it to be small, with four square tables. The Luo family and Luo Yunqiao had already occupied one table, chatting and laughing.
Zhang Qi and Xinghua sat at a table, waiting for the two of them.
Xu Zhuohua shook off Cheng Muyun's hand and walked towards Xinghua.
Cheng Muyun nodded to Luo Yunqiao from behind, and then followed Xu Zhuohua.
This was just a temporary stop, and Xu Zhuohua hadn't expected to get to eat anything good.
However, the people here had already received the news that the person accompanying them this time was the eldest daughter of the Xu family, so the person in charge wanted to bring out all the local delicacies to entertain Xu Zhuohua.
Xu Zhuohua enjoyed the meal immensely, and the delicious food also lessened her anger towards Cheng Muyun.
Of course, the couple should share a room, and Xu Zhuohua had no objection to this.
Luo Yunqiao and Xinghua were assigned to the same room, which Xu Zhuohua suspected was arranged by Cheng Muyun.
Xu Zhuohua didn't want to worry about so many things; she just wanted to know if her room was warm enough.
Because tomorrow afternoon, they will change their route by water, from Hongze Lake to Gaoyou Lake, which will take a day and a night on the water. After that, they will switch to the Yangtze River and drift eastward to Xinhai City at the mouth of the Yangtze River.
The waterway can be traveled day and night, and with the river breeze and the rocking motion, it's unlikely I'll get a good night's sleep.
Xu Zhuohua lay contentedly in bed when Cheng Muyun walked over, abruptly pulled back the covers, and crawled in.
With each lift and fall of the blanket, all the warmth that had been painstakingly accumulated vanished.
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