After that, Xia Chuyi went to university and didn’t have anyone watch over Xia Lan anymore.
After all, the disparity between them had grown, and the likelihood of Xia Lan posing a threat to her had diminished.
Yet, she didn’t expect that Xia Lan’s workplace would be in G City.
She looked up and saw Xia Lan coming out of a factory, dressed in an orange uniform and cap, and pleasingly talking to someone beside her.
Witnessing this scene, Xia Chuyi felt a faint sense of poignancy.
Destiny seemed to have completely flipped.
In her previous life, she had been the one forced to relocate south to work. But now, it was Xia Lan.
However, she didn’t dwell on it much — Xia Lan’s fate no longer concerned her.
As long as Xia Lan didn’t provoke her, she would never seek to cause her trouble.
Xia Chuyi left immediately.
Not far off, suddenly, Xia Lan stared desperately in the direction Xia Chuyi had left.
"Xia, Xia Chuyi?" Xia Lan exclaimed in shock.
Why would Xia Chuyi be here?
Xia Lan looked down at her thick work clothes and then remembered the person she had just seen wearing a checkered woolen coat.
An extreme imbalance rose in Xia Lan’s heart.
Holding this thought, Xia Lan gritted her teeth, turned around, and walked back to the factory.
"Section Chief..." Xia Lan sought out the fat section chief who had always coveted her beauty.
After all, she was a divorced woman now; she no longer needed to be reserved!
Xia Chuyi didn’t know that her brief appearance had spurred Xia Lan into complete recklessness.
At that moment, she was still searching for "Red Red Red" when suddenly, a military vehicle roared past her and a few seconds later, backed up to her.
Observing this comically behaving military vehicle, Xia Chuyi slightly furrowed her brows.
The vehicle door opened, and she saw a man as black as charcoal, with a rough face where only the eyes were discernible, holding a photo and glaring at her menacingly.
Xia Chuyi immediately became vigilant and imperceptibly stepped back.
"Hey, are you Xia Chuyi?" the black man started, speaking in a terribly awkward Beijing dialect, asking her coarsely.
Hearing this, Xia Chuyi’s vigilance intensified, and she calmly responded, "Who are you? What do you want?"
She didn’t directly answer his question.
The man erupted in a Cantonese curse.
Xia Chuyi’s eyebrows tightened further.
As someone who had lived the latter half of her life alongside the Xiangjiang River, Xia Chuyi’s Cantonese was even more standard than her Mandarin.
"What do you mean?" Xia Chuyi asked directly in Cantonese.
"You understand Cantonese?" the black man replied in surprise, switching to Cantonese, "Indeed worthy of being Huo Shiqian’s woman!"
As soon as Xia Chuyi heard the name Huo Shiqian, her reaction was immediate....
Indeed, Uncle Liberation Army was quite the "magnet" for attracting all sorts of peculiar people.
"Oh, wrong, I still haven’t confirmed if you are Xia Chuyi!" the black man said and then threw a photo at her, saying, "Look at this, is this you?"
Holding a photo of her at the Jing University Gate, holding a book, Xia Chuyi nodded and said, "Indeed, it’s me."
This photo was one she had sent to Huo Shiqian.
Clearly, this black man was indeed sent by Uncle Liberation Army.
Hearing her confirmation, the black man burst out laughing: "There, really you, huh? Hahaha. Don’t be scared, since you are Huo Shiqian’s woman and Huo Shiqian asked me to look after you with a favor, I will definitely take good care of you!"
The black man showed his white teeth and pounded his chest as he spoke with gusto.