A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 237 Borrowing a Car

Even though Tian Dongyue was single-mindedly trying to please the father and daughter in front of him, he was still taken aback by Zhuang Luping's words.

Just asking to borrow a car?

Is it that easy to borrow a car?

He's just a low-level cadre in the transportation bureau. Back in his hometown, people treat him like royalty. But in this vast capital city, anyone you grab could be a high-ranking official. What is he anyway?

Zhuang Luping immediately noticed Tian Dongyue's troubled expression and inwardly curled his lip in disdain.

He's a cadre, yet he's having trouble borrowing a car?

"Difficult? Fine, I don't mind. Sigh, I just feel sorry for my precious daughter."

At just over thirty years old, being called a delicate darling made Zhuang Qingxiang's old face burn with embarrassment.

Tian Dongyue's heart pounded as he watched.

He had never seen such an easily embarrassed woman before; she blushed so easily, and was gentle and charming.

Zhuang Luping pretended not to notice. After leaving the restaurant, he said to Zhuang Qingxiang, "If you want to go back as soon as possible, have him get me a car. I need to go to the suburbs. If there's no car, I'll have to walk, which will waste a lot of time."

Zhuang Qingxiang had no choice but to take two steps forward to catch up with Tian Dongyue and whispered, "Officer Tian, ​​my father and I can only stay in the capital for two or three days. If we want to see all of the city, we might really need a car... Can't you really think of a way?"

"This..." Tian Dongyue looked troubled. "A bicycle would be fine, but a car is really a bit difficult... Only the top leaders in our bureau can use it."

He wanted to put on a brave face and make these two outsiders admire him, but this was a difficult request, and he really couldn't do it.

Zhuang Qingxiang thought for a moment: "Officer Tian, ​​why don't you give it a try? If it really doesn't work, you can borrow it tonight. The night view of the capital is quite beautiful."

Zhuang Qingxiang spoke softly and gently, and Tian Dongyue couldn't bear to refuse again, so he reluctantly agreed.

Zhuang Qingxiang breathed a sigh of relief. As she saw Tian Dongyue off at the entrance of the guesthouse, she glanced around discreetly, hoping that someone had indeed followed her and overheard her words.

As she expected, Tian Dongyue came to tell her the good news the next day at noon, saying that he had borrowed the car and could borrow it after 4 p.m., and return it the next morning. However, he said that the driver's schedule still needed to be coordinated.

Zhuang Luping was overjoyed and immediately said, "No need for a driver, I can drive."

Zhuang Luping drove Tian Dongyue and Zhuang Qingxiang around the capital for a few hours, and they ate at a restaurant in the evening, not returning to the guesthouse until eight or nine o'clock at night.

That night, Zhuang Qingxiang's face was practically frozen from smiling, while Tian Dongyue was overjoyed, feeling as if he were blessed by the heavens, getting whatever he wished for. He even managed to borrow the big boss's car, making the beauty happy and foreshadowing a happy future.

"Dongyue, it's getting late, and you must be tired after a long day. Go home and rest. Just have the driver come and pick you up tomorrow morning." Zhuang Luping started to see the passenger off. "Qingxiang, why don't you see Dongyue off? You young people have a lot in common."

Zhuang Qingxiang rolled her eyes inwardly, forced a smile, and walked out with Tian Dongyue. After walking less than two hundred meters, she made an excuse that it was too dark and she was a little scared, so she ran back.

Upon returning, he went straight into Zhuang Luping's room.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Zhuang Luping urged impatiently.

Zhuang Qingxiang: "You have to take me with you wherever you go tonight."

"Nonsense, why would I bring you along? I have my own things to do."

Zhuang Luping grew increasingly impatient, while Zhuang Qingxiang persisted, "I don't care what you're doing, I have to follow you. What if you abandon me again? I've done everything I can to leave this wretched place. If you go back on your word, my life is over! Don't even think about leaving me this time."

Zhuang Qingxiang puffed out her cheeks and pulled a chair to sit by the door: "If you don't take me with you, you're not going out either."

Anger flashed across Zhuang Luping's face, but he quickly put on a smile and took out a few banknotes from his bag.

Zhuang Qingxiang could tell at a glance that it was a stack of hundred-yuan bills, since she had received them from that group of people several times and already knew the amount.

"Haruka, you can keep this money for fun. I'll give you some more tomorrow after I finish what I need to do tonight. Don't worry, you've helped me so much, how could I possibly abandon you? Just wait at the guesthouse, and we'll go to the train station first thing tomorrow morning to buy tickets to go back, okay?"

"No way!" Zhuang Qingxiang snatched the money and stuffed it into her pocket, but still insisted, "Although you are my father, you don't have much credibility with me. This is a job that could cost you your life, and I have to ensure my own safety."

Zhuang Luping was furious. No matter how he tried to reason with Zhuang Qingxiang, he couldn't get through to her. Seeing that she was going to block the door and refuse to leave that night, he had no choice but to agree: "Fine, fine, I'll take you with me. I need some help with the work anyway."

Working?

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't understand at first, but she understood in the middle of the night.

She sat in the car, unaware of where Zhuang Luping had taken her. After the car stopped, she watched him wander around a graveyard for a while. Once he found the location, he came over and called her to get out of the car, and even gave her a shovel.

"Dig here," Zhuang Luping ordered.

Zhuang Qingxiang felt a chill run down her spine, as if a cold wind was blowing down the back of her neck.

"Dad, why are you digging up graves in the middle of the night?" Her voice was trembling.

Zhuang Luping scoffed, "I told you not to come, but you insisted. Now you're scared. Useless thing! Alright, hurry up and dig. Once you're done, go back."

He then took the lead and started digging, leaving Zhuang Qingxiang no choice but to follow him.

After digging for a long time, Zhuang Qingxiang was panting heavily when the shovel finally hit something hard, making an unusual sound.

"Stop!" Zhuang Luping shouted immediately.

Zhuang Qingxiang quickly stopped what she was doing and stood aside as Zhuang Luping instructed, watching him carefully dig out a box.

"Dad, what's this?" she asked, leaning closer.

"It's none of your business!" Zhuang Luping pushed her away, cleaned the dirt off the box, and then struggled to lift it and put it into the car.

Right there in this cemetery, Zhuang Luping dug up four boxes—one large and three small—and then drove back home.

"Dad, did you hide these? Are you taking them with you?" Zhuang Qingxiang asked.

Zhuang Luping was in a good mood: "That's right."

He came all this way for these things; with them, he could once again live a life of extravagance and debauchery.

"Dad, how are we going to bring all this stuff?"

"I'll buy two suitcases tomorrow; you take half and I'll take the other half."

"Dad, you're so kind of you to give me half. Thank you, Dad," Zhuang Qingxiang said happily.

Zhuang Luping nearly died of anger upon hearing this: "You have the nerve to offer me half? You don't even know if you deserve it."

Zhuang Qingxiang was shocked: "Dad, what do you mean by that? I'm your own daughter, and you won't give me even a single good thing? You even expect me to carry this back for you?"

Zhuang Luping frowned.

He can't carry all these things by himself; he'll need his daughter's help for now.