bayedsolid Chapter 199 He Jiao arrives in Xiamen.
Chapter 199 He Jiao arrives in Xiamen.
He Jiao was wearing a very thick khaki fleece jacket.
She carried a pure white Hello Kitty backpack that sagged down to her bottom.
Kick the suitcase with your foot, and it will lurch forward a little.
She was holding a huge, heavy box in both arms, which made it impossible for her to straighten her back.
He Fan: ......
Upon seeing this, Wu You quickly waved to her, saying, "Here, Jiao Jiao."
He Jiao spotted He Fan, who was 'shining' in the crowd, at a glance.
If you ask why He Fan is "sparkling," it's because He Fan automatically has a filter applied to his eyes by He Jiao, plus He Fan's appearance is becoming more and more outstanding.
"Excuse me, could you please help me carry my luggage?"
The staff member standing inside the exit looked impatient.
I turned around and wanted to refuse. If I were to help people carry their luggage all the time, wouldn't they be exhausted?
"Sorry, we don't have this outfit..."
What catches the eye is He Fan's face, which is even more exquisite and beautiful than that of a celebrity, followed by the bright red 200 yuan in He Fan's hand.
Staff: ...
Use this to test cadres?
Never mind, the people who came to pick them up couldn't get in; that girl really did have a lot of luggage.
"Just wait." He didn't take the money and jogged towards He Jiao's direction.
He Jiao's hands were finally free. This staff member was so kind; she hadn't encountered a single person offering help along the way.
"Thank you, handsome, you're such a kind person."
He Jiao looked at him with an expression of adoration, making the staff blush deeply.
I must say, it's actually quite heavy...
After handing the box over to Wu You, the staff member went back to stand guard at the entrance.
I ultimately didn't dare to accept the 200 yuan, nor did I feel comfortable accepting it.
"Why are you taking so long to come out?"
He Jiao sighed.
"Don't even mention it, Mom insisted that I bring this for you, it's so heavy."
"Ugh, it's so hot. I wish I hadn't worn this thick coat."
Lucheng is much warmer than Yingdao. He Jiao was quite tired from moving things earlier, and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Before setting off, Wang Jingfang packed a whole box of things.
He Jiao took off her coat and counted the contents of the box on her fingers.
“A free-range chicken raised by my grandmother, two plates of local eggs, chestnuts, walnuts... and her homemade pickled cucumber strips and Laba garlic.”
He Fan: ......
Amid He Jiao's complaints, the group packed their things and got into the car.
"Oh right, sis, Mom's been really stingy, but she still gave me 20,000 yuan, saying it was for my living expenses and tutoring money. Here, take it."
As He Jiao spoke, she reached into her bag and pulled out two wads of cash from a hidden compartment.
Looking at the creases and yellowish color of the money, He Fan guessed that this must be the salary He Chaoyue received for driving a truck.
This is how He Chaoyue used to take money home.
When he gets paid, he folds and counts the bills several times. Because the loading environment is often dusty, the dust on his hands leaves marks on every single bill.
Wang Jingfang directly handed He Jiao a bag of cash, presumably because she was afraid He Fan wouldn't accept a transfer.
"Okay, you can keep it for now, I didn't bring a bag."
He Fan didn't intend to refuse; she was willing to be good to her family, and these were also her family's ways of being 'good' to her.
He Jiao sat in the car and looked out. The big city was so prosperous. Yingdao Island was so much worse than this place.
It's so late, but the streets are still bustling with traffic and pedestrians.
If this were on Yingdao Island, the streets would be deserted by now.
Of course, she was comparing it to Yingdao Island in winter now.
The car drove on, heading away from the city center.
He Jiao had a little scheme in mind: That makes sense, houses in big cities must be very expensive, my sister probably wouldn't buy a house in the city center.
Once outside the Third Ring Road, the streets were noticeably less bustling than before.
The car showed no sign of turning and continued driving outwards.
He Jiao secretly thought to herself: That makes sense; her sister said the new house is very spacious. She probably bought it to be bigger, so the location is further out.
The car continued until it had completely left the city and entered a relatively open overpass.
He Jiao grew increasingly worried.
Why is it so far from the city center!
"Cough, sis~"
He Fan looked at He Jiao, who seemed hesitant to speak, and asked, "Hmm?"
He Jiao leaned close to He Fan's ear: "Sis, did you hail this car through the platform or find an unlicensed taxi at the station? Did you take the wrong route?"
Looking at He Jiao's 'wise' face, I wonder what she's imagining with her clever brain.
"You didn't go to the wrong place! Remember to tell your parents you've arrived, so they won't worry about you."
He Jiao didn't know how to ask why they were getting further and further away from the city center. What if her sister felt embarrassed?
I decided to steel myself and stop asking.
I let Wang Jingfang know I was safe and then opened Douyin to watch videos.
Around 9:30, the car arrived at the entrance of 'Lijing Lanwan'.
"Miss He, you're back."
Security personnel, dressed in suits and wearing white gloves, stood at the guard post and saluted He Fan's car.
This man was the same security guard who had been involved in investigating Zhao Tang's case. He was very familiar with He Fan and would greet him every time they met.
He Jiao then shifted her gaze from her phone to the window.
"Okay." He Fan nodded to the security guard.
The car continued driving into the villa area.
"Oh my god, sis! You!"
He Jiao's eyes were filled with shock, and her mouth was agape enough to fit an egg.
"You! You bought a villa!"
He Fan looked at He Jiao, who was making a big fuss, and asked in confusion, "Huh? Didn't I tell you?"
He Jiao shook her head stiffly: "No, I just said your new home is quite spacious."
He Fan thought about it again, and it really was true...
"I forgot to mention it because you didn't ask."
He Jiao didn't want to talk right now; she needed to calm herself down.
What she considered spacious was a three-bedroom, two-living room apartment of just over 100 square meters; at her most ambitious, she could only dream of a four-bedroom apartment.
Hao Lai parked the car in He Fan's underground parking garage without saying a word. He first opened the car door for He Fan. Although the van had an electric door, Hao Lai still held the door frame with his hand to prevent He Fan from bumping his head.
This scene stunned He Jiao.
He Fan was also a little unaccustomed to it, as this was her first time using a driver.
After He Fan got out of the car at a leisurely pace, Hao Lai dragged all the luggage out of the trunk and followed He Fan and the others into the elevator.
In the elevator, He Jiao glanced furtively at Hao Lai beside her.
My inner voice was screaming: "Oh my god, help! Is this guy my sister's personal driver?! He actually came home with us!!!"
When we arrived at the lobby on the first floor, Aunt Qiao had already been waiting for quite some time.
Knowing that Miss He's sister was coming over today, Aunt Qiao made some late-night snacks, as she was afraid the girl would be hungry when she got home.
"Miss He, Miss He the Second, Assistant Wu, you're back."
He Fan nodded: "Yes, I'm back."
Then, looking at He Jiao, who was standing there blankly with her schoolbag on her back, she introduced her: "Jiao Jiao, this is Aunt Qiao."
He Jiao's brain wasn't working properly; she just called whatever her sister told her to call her.
Hello, Aunt Qiao!
He Jiao: Who am I? Where am I?
Everyone:......