Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Carefree Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Carefree Shen Ci never considered himself a smiley person, but seeing ng Chuyue so extravagantly prepared for hitching a ride on a train, he couldn’t help but smile again.
After he finished smiling, he pursed his lips and said, “Are you really running away from a wedding?
Seeing how lavishly you manage things, your mom must be quite good to you—who dared to force you into a marriage?”
ng Chuyue handed him a at bun and so canned food, gave Fu Song the pictorial she had bought the day before, and set up two umbrellas, sticking the handles in the coal pile, and laid down imitating the others before speaking softly, “My mom isn’t good to .
The money I have is from selling dicinal herbs I collected myself.”
Shen Ci fell silent for a while, “That figures, if your mom was good to you, she wouldn’t have left you at your grandmother’s place.”
Qin Weilan and ng Wanhua weren’t close, and he didn’t know much about ng Wanhua’s affairs, but living adjacent to her, he knew she had cared for her step-grandson at one point.
That ng Wanhua could care for a step-grandson a few years old but leave her own teenage daughter in the countryside was indeed excessive.
Finally, Shen Ci recalled the incident when he offered an apple to ng Chuyue.
ng Chuyue had sat at his doorstep waiting for ng Wanhua for a long ti two years ago.
The neighbors, curious, surrounded her, asking all kinds of questions, and upon learning she was ng Wanhua’s daughter, condemned ng Wanhua for abandoning her own child in the countryside.
He, too, felt pity for her, likening her situation to his own and feeling sowhat luckier than ng Chuyue—Qin Weilan might complain about him but always reminded him to co ho every night.
At that mont, he was slightly moved, though he didn’t think much of it.
But when he saw the little girl eyeing the freshly washed apple in his hand, looking hungry and eager, he softened and handed her the apple.
He had long forgotten about giving her the apple, but the mory of her waiting for ng Wanhua lingered deeply.
He too had waited like that for his father before, knowing how desolate that felt.
The three of them then fell into silence.
Upon reaching Hai City Train Station, it was past five in the afternoon, and ng Chuyue was about to part ways with Shen Ci when he called out to her and asked in a low voice, “Could you wait for a few minutes?
I’ll have a friend bring over so money.”
Feeling particularly embarrassed to borrow money from a girl he barely knew, Shen Ci still did it wanting to protect ng Chuyue.
The head of the coal mine enforcers was a major lecher, and under those circumstances, it was the only way to keep ng Chuyue safe.
ng Chuyue, thinking about finding a hotel to change clothes, pointed to a small hotel nearby and nodded, “I’ll take Xiao Song to the hotel to change clothes.”
Shen Ci quickly glanced at her and Fu Song a few tis, clicked his tongue, and said, “…
Whether you two in this state can even get in is debatable.
Let take you, I know so people.”
ng Chuyue was speechless.
How had Shen Ci been described online in her previous life?
Reserved, cold, and stoic.
So who was this frivolous, careless street ruffian in front of her?
If it weren’t for his face being so stunningly handso—unmistakably him—she would be seriously doubting she was mistaken about his identity.
She rolled her eyes at Shen Ci and silently led Fu Song toward the hotel.
Fu Song gave Shen Ci a big roll of his eyes as he quietly followed.
Shen Ci chuckled softly and followed them as well.
Upon arrival at the hotel, it was unfortunately fully booked.
ng Chuyue prepared to look for another hotel when Shen Ci quietly spoke to the staff, who imdiately answered with respect, “I thought you were a friend of Brother Long, I was worried I had mistaken you.
Just changing clothes?
Then let take you to Brother Long’s rest room.”
ng Chuyue: “…”
Shen Ci’s personality might not match his abilities, which he evidently had so.
Brother Long was probably the owner of the hotel, his rest room quite impressive.
ng Chuyue waited until Fu Song and Shen Ci had both showered in the bathroom, then took the opportunity to thoroughly clean herself up.
The water spilling during their coal train journey had left all three appearing as if they had just crawled out of a coal heap.
Thankfully the hotel staff recognized Shen Ci, otherwise, all the hotels would likely be “forever fully booked.”
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