Zhou Yueshen: "......"
Bald with big ears and a potbelly?
Yu Dong nearly burst out laughing.
"You're right, I think so too," he teased, casting a playful glance at his boss in the front seat.
Fu Qianqian, seeing someone agree with her, grew even more enthusiastic in her rant.
"Exactly! Just think about it—those three kids are so big already! How could he possibly go after my young and beautiful friend?" She gestured dramatically.
Yu Dong was doubled over with laughter, unable to keep his mouth shut.
Fu Qianqian was about to continue when a sudden chill ran down her spine.
Goosebumps prickled her skin.
Weird—where was this cold draft coming from on such a hot day?
Before long, the truck arrived in town but didn’t stop.
Fu Qianqian immediately sensed something was off.
Had she stumbled into a human trafficking scheme?!
Her mind instantly conjured up horror stories of innocent eighteen-year-old girls being kidnapped and sold off to eighty-year-old men in remote villages.
Her scalp tingled with fear.
And here she was, chatting and laughing with them like an idiot!
Had she lost her mind?!
No wonder she’d been feeling that eerie chill all along!
"Um, I’ll just get off here. I can take a cab," she blurted out, her eyes darting nervously between the two men.
Good lord, even sitting down, they towered over her. With those muscles and burly builds, she stood no chance in a fight!
What was she supposed to do?
Just as panic set in, Yu Dong spoke up casually, "The station’s still pretty far from here, and buses don’t run often. We’re heading into the city anyway—we can drop you off."
Fu Qianqian shook her head. "No, no, I’ll just go from here."
At least here, with people around, she might have a shot at escaping.
If they took her to some deserted backwoods, she’d be done for!
Yu Dong was about to insist when Zhou Yueshen hit the brakes.
They were heading straight to the city—no detours to the station.
Yu Dong sighed regretfully. "Alright, then. Be careful."
Seeing how easily they let her go, Fu Qianqian froze, suddenly doubting her suspicions.
Sure, these two were massive, like human mountains—especially the one in front, who hadn’t said a single word the entire ride.
But their expressions didn’t exactly scream "villain."
Feeling guilty for misjudging them, she quickly pulled out some money.
Yu Dong waved it off. "No need, no need! You’re too kind!"
No way was he taking money from his boss’s wife’s friend.
Not wanting to hold them up, Fu Qianqian said, "Alright, then next time we meet, I’ll treat you to a meal. By the way, what are your names? I’m Fu Qianqian."
Yu Dong repeated the name in his head before grinning. "I’m Yu Dong."
Then, with a meaningful glance at his boss, he added, "And this guy? Zhou Yueshen."
Zhou Yueshen’s deep voice cut in, "Enough."
Yu Dong immediately shut up, though his smirk lingered, leaving Fu Qianqian utterly confused.
The truck sped off like the wind, and a nearby vendor suddenly called out,
"Hey, miss, are you Yu Dong’s girlfriend?"
Fu Qianqian’s face flushed. "Auntie, you’ve got it wrong! I-I’m not! I just hitched a ride with them. Do you know them?"
The vegetable seller laughed. "Of course! We’re from the same village. Always buy pork from their farm."
She’d seen Yu Dong step out with a pretty young woman and assumed they were an item.
"Farm?" Fu Qianqian blinked, puzzled. "What farm?"
"You don’t know? The biggest pig farm in Xingfu Village! The driver was the owner—Boss Zhou! Everyone around here knows him. How could you not?" The auntie looked shocked.
Fu Qianqian’s mind buzzed. Without thinking, she blurted, "Wait—the divorced guy with three kids who remarried? That pig farm owner?"
"Pfft, what ‘old man’? He’s only thirty! Sure, he’s older, but he’s handsome! And those kids aren’t even his."
Fu Qianqian’s confusion deepened. "Not his?"
"Nope. They’re his late sister’s children. He took them in because there was no one else. That’s why he never married before."
"Wait… so his new wife—is her name Si Nian?"
"Oh? You know Si Nian?"
"You know her too?"
"Of course! She’s Boss Zhou’s wife. Everyone in the village knows her!"
Fu Qianqian: "?"
Even after getting home, Fu Qianqian was still reeling from the revelation that the hot truck driver was Si Nian’s "older, divorced" husband.
She remembered how the air in the truck had turned icy when she’d badmouthed him.
At the time, she’d thought they were up to no good.
Turns out, she’d been trash-talking him to his face!
No wonder Yu Dong had been laughing like that.
And that knowing look he gave her when she left…
Just thinking about it now made her want to dig a hole and disappear.
So. Embarrassing.
As she headed upstairs, she bumped into her older brother, Fu Yang, who’d just been scolded by their father.
Fu Yang, already in a foul mood, snapped, "Fu Qianqian, what’s wrong with you?"
Fu Qianqian snapped back to reality, taking in her brother’s dark expression.
Her mind flashed to Zhou Yueshen—tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features.
She’d been careful not to offend him, keeping her voice low.
Yet even when she’d unknowingly insulted him, he hadn’t kicked her out or lost his temper.
The man was the picture of composure—no pettiness, no ego.
Then there was her brother. Nearly twenty-seven, yet still carrying that military-bred temper and arrogance.
No manners whatsoever!
And the way he’d treated Si Nian back then—so cold!
Suddenly, she thought: Serves him right for ending up with Si Sisi.
There was a reason Si Nian didn’t want him anymore.
With a guy like Zhou Yueshen—stable, wealthy, and ridiculously good-looking—Si Nian would have to be blind to choose Fu Yang.
Fu Qianqian rolled her eyes. "What’s wrong with me? You’re the one who didn’t move out of the way. Just because Dad yelled at you doesn’t mean you get to take it out on me!"
She scoffed. "No wonder Si Nian dumped you."
With that, she flipped her hair and strode past him.
