bookandnovel Chapter 127 Stupid Woman
Chapter 127 Stupid Woman
Just after picking up the luggage at the carousel, Lan Yue called:
"Brother Wang Jue, I'll take Sister Ye's car and leave first. We'll meet up in Muyu Town in the evening. I'll treat you to dinner!"
"Okay, bon voyage."
After finishing speaking smoothly, Wang Jue suddenly remembered that the milk bottle was still in her suitcase, and quickly called back. After a few beeps, she got a voice prompt on the phone:
The number you dialed has been turned off, please call again later...
In the business car that had just left the airport, Lan Yue turned off her mobile phone and gave a thumbs up and said with a shy smile:
"Sister Ye's calculation is really accurate. Brother Wang Jue really has thoughts about me. It's just that I'm still young now, and he..."
"He looks ordinary and is not tall, but his background is ordinary and he is confident."
"Goose goose goose...Sister Ye is right!"
Lan Yue smiled from ear to ear, "He and I are eighteen streets apart, how could we possibly do that!"
"He's my boyfriend now."
Ye Qianqian smiled slightly, and the assistant who was driving trembled on his feet and almost rear-ended the bus in front of him. The smile on Lan Yue's face froze instantly.
On the other side, Wang Jue carried cartons and pockets and walked all the way to the long-distance bus station. The bus to Muyu Town was just about to leave.
He packed up his luggage in a hurry and entered the car with empty steps. Most of the people in the car looked at him with bored, wary, and contemptuous eyes.
After all... Wang Jue, who had band-aids on his forehead and nose, dressed in a floral shirt and sandals, did not look like a good person.
"Sir, please sit down quickly and get ready to go!"
The ticket inspector took Wang Jue's ticket and pushed him forward. Unexpectedly, he was questioned by the other party:
"Sister, won't you return the invoice to me? I still have to ask the company for reimbursement."
"Do you look like you have a serious job?" The ticket inspector laughed playfully, tore the ticket in half and gave it to him.
Shrugging and not bothering to argue with her, Wang Jue looked at the seat numbers and walked forward along the aisle until he reached the last row and saw an empty seat between a man and a woman in the three rows of seats on the right.
The man by the window was wearing an old suit, with sparse hair, and black-rimmed glasses. He was holding a thermos cup with both hands, turning slightly and looking out the window.
The woman in the middle looks very young. She has a ponytail and gold-rimmed glasses. She has her hands folded in front of her. She is sitting upright with her eyes closed and concentrating.
Looking at the woman's legs stuck at the entrance to the seat, Wang Jue stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her:
"This beauty..."
Just as he was saying this, the vehicle suddenly started to move. Wang Jue staggered and fell forward. He was about to fall on the woman. Fortunately, he had quick eyes and quick hands and stretched out his arms to support his body in time.
However, at this moment, the woman happened to open her eyes.
Seeing the unfamiliar "gangster" face only 5 centimeters away from her, Duan Qing raised her knees without hesitation and turned her palms into fists, preparing to leave a deep memory on the opponent's body.
"No, no, no, no, I didn't mean it just now..."
His body trembled, Wang Jue stretched out his arms, and stepped back one and a half meters lightly, "Hello, beauty, I am also a passenger. So what, the seat next to you should be empty, right?"
"What do you think?"
Duan Qing's cold eyes seemed as if she wanted to rip off the band-aid on his face and then apply a handful of chili powder on it.
With a smile, Wang Jue ignored her and turned around to shout directly to the ticket inspector:
"Hey, eldest sister, this person has occupied my seat!"
"What's going on with you? Why haven't you sat down yet?"
The ticket inspector was about to get up impatiently and come over when the man by the window suddenly raised his hand and said, dumbfounded:
"It's all a misunderstanding. Young man, come over and sit down."
"Oh, okay, okay."
He put his backpack in front of him and sat down between the two of them. He immediately felt a cold gaze cast on him. Wang Jue looked at his left arm next to Duan Qing's, smiled awkwardly, and was about to move to the right.
"Come here! Sit down and don't move!"
His left arm was slightly numb, and an overbearing force pulled him to the left again, and immediately pressed tightly against Duan Qing's body. For a moment, Wang Jue didn't dare to take a big breath.
After dozens of silent moments in his mind, Wang Jue turned his head and smiled awkwardly at Duan Qing:
"Ahem, this shabby bus, the seat design is too unreasonable."
Duan Qing ignored him and continued to rest with her eyes closed. Wang Jue looked to the right again, and the energetic-looking man immediately stretched out his right hand, smiling with a slightly strange look in his eyes:
"I think I've seen you before. Hello, my name is Yunfei."
"Hello." Wang Jue reached out and touched him lightly. A warmth like that of an elder in his memory spread quickly throughout his body from his fingers and palms.
Yunfei nodded and smiled, turned his head and continued to look out the window.
"Probably a good person."
Wang Jue smiled slightly, leaned towards Duan Qing again, tilted his head and began to catch up on his sleep.
At 12:30 noon, Wang Jue rubbed his sore left arm, swore a few words, picked up his luggage, and finally came out of the station. He happened to see Yun Fei, Duan Qing, and an energetic young man embracing each other passionately. .
"The old woman has a decent eye. This barren world with almost no aura seems to have good prospects!"
Thinking of Ye Qianqian's practice, Wang Jue couldn't help but feel happy again.
"Just be my girlfriend. Listen to my brother's advice. To practice this kind of thing, you still need a little talent."
He had just been preparing for the near future and was about to confess his inner thoughts to Ye Qianqian. A greeting that was neither salty nor cold immediately brought him back to reality:
"Hello, you are the quality control officer at Dongshun Electronics Factory, right?"
Xun Sheng looked around and saw on the other side not far from Yunying, an older woman who was not in a very beautiful mood, walking towards her while facing the photo on her mobile phone.
"Hello, hello, it's me, my name is Wang..."
"Just give me the stuff. If I have any questions, I will come back to you."
Not interested in communicating with a migrant worker from an electronics factory, Wang Jiao stretched out her right hand to block Wang Jue's rising enthusiasm.
"Uh..." After looking at her, Wang Jue hesitated a little.
As if she could read the other person's thoughts, Wang Jiao immediately showed her identity certificate from the photo album on her mobile phone:
"I am a researcher at the Third Central China Institute, Wang Jiao. Your leader should have explained this to you. Muyu Town is such a big place, so don't worry, no one will be impersonating me."
"Okay, there are 25 sets in total."
After handing her the carton filled with sensors and watching her leave, Wang Jue suddenly remembered something and caught up with her in a few steps and asked:
"Beauty, what about that? Do you know someone named Duan Qing?"
"do not know."
Wang Jiao continued walking forward without looking back. Passing by Yun Ying and the others, she stopped and asked sourly:
"Professor Yun, these two friends of yours are also from the research institute, right?"
"No, no," Yun Ying said slightly panicked, "They are all my good friends, and they came here to travel during the National Day holiday."