Scientific Travel

Before being locked up, Wang Moyu had already been searched, even her hair. The chains binding her hands were made of fine iron, making it impossible for her to break free.

Judging from the keyhole, it shouldn't be difficult to open, but Wang Moyu didn't even have a twig in her hand. Even if it wasn't difficult, she couldn't open it.

I don’t know what time it is outside. The sunlight that can penetrate into the private prison is limited, but even so, the temperature inside is unusually high.

Fortunately, she drank a pot of tea yesterday, otherwise she wouldn't have made it this far.

I wonder how Li Pingle and Wang Xi are doing. Did they both run away?

As her consciousness faded, Wang Moyu saw a blurry figure appear before her eyes. The figure ran quickly toward her, and then she completely lost consciousness.

When Wang Moyu woke up again, she looked around at her surroundings. This was not a private prison; it must be someone's home.

The home is tastefully decorated and looks very elegant.

Zou Guangyu lay by the bedside, his right hand tightly holding Wang Moyu's hand, which she felt as soon as she woke up.

Seeing that Wang Moyu was awake, Zou Guangyu quickly let go of her hand and asked awkwardly, "Awake?"

Wang Moyu looked at Zou Guangyu, but didn't ask her why she was there or why she was holding her hand. She just gave a soft "hmm".

Zou Guangyu had dark circles under his eyes and his eyelids were slightly red, indicating that he had been staying up for a long time.

No wonder Luo Qing, with whom she had never crossed paths, wanted to arrest her. It seems that Zou Guangyu was the mastermind. Upon learning of her arrest, he rushed over overnight.

It's just taking the kids away, why make such a big fuss?

There are many people born in the year, hour, and month of the Yin (a concept in Chinese astrology), but Zou Guangyu, a mere child, actually sought out the city lord of Baihua City.

I really don't know whether to say she's popular or that she's crazy.

Wang Moyu was unconscious for two days, but her lips were still rosy and glossy, without any peeling or cracking.

Zou Guangyu picked up the bowl from the table and handed it to Wang Moyu. He asked, "Do you want to drink it yourself, or do you want me to feed you?"

Without thinking, Wang Moyu blurted out, "You feed me."

Zou Guangyu hadn't expected this answer, but he still obediently fed her bite by bite.

The porridge was still hot. Zou Guangyu was afraid she would be hungry after waking up, so he had the kitchen reheat the porridge every fifteen minutes.

Before each feeding, Zou Guangyu would blow on the porridge to lower its temperature.

Wang Moyu only wanted to annoy her, but she didn't expect her to go to such lengths.

Wang Moyu had been drinking this bowl of porridge for a long time. Her face was sore, and she didn't dare to open her mouth too wide each time. Fortunately, the spoon was small enough to fit her open mouth perfectly.

Later on, Zou Guangyu didn't even need to blow on it anymore; the porridge even tasted a little cold.

After feeding him that mouthful, Zou Guangyu put down the bowl and said, "This porridge is getting cold. Wait a while, and I'll have someone bring you another bowl."

"No need, I've eaten enough."

Wang Moyu had ointment applied to her face, which felt cool and refreshing. Noticing that Zou Guangyu was looking at her face, she said in an unfriendly tone, "What, do you think it's too ugly?"

"No," Zou Guangyu blurted out, then realized his mistake and quickly tried to correct himself. "Isn't your face always like that?"

While Wang Moyu remained silent, Zou Guangyu realized that his words were somewhat hurtful, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything more.

Wang Moyu was not actually hurt by Zou Guangyu's words. On the contrary, she felt that this kind of interaction was in line with their relationship.

"I'm leaving now. You can stay here for a while. Don't even think about escaping; you won't get out." Zou Guangyu said as he picked up the bowl.

"Wait a minute." Wang Moyu stood up. "Give me a mirror."

"What do you want to do?" Zou Guangyu immediately became alert. He had put away the mirrors and sharp objects in the room because he was afraid that Wang Moyu would be too upset to do anything about her current state and would want to commit suicide.

"What else can you do with a mirror, eat it?"

Wang Moyu meant to joke, but Zou Guangyu became even more convinced that Wang Moyu wanted to commit suicide after hearing this.

"I really overestimated you. You think you can just die because your face is ruined? If I'd known, I would have..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Moyu interrupted him. "Who told you I was going to die? I just wanted to look in the mirror."

"Oh...why didn't you say so earlier...?"

"Didn't I say so earlier?" Wang Moyu stepped forward, getting closer and closer to Zou Guangyu. "And what did you just say? If you knew, why did you do that?"

"It's nothing." Zou Guangyu fled in panic. "I'll go find you a mirror."

To prevent Wang Moyu from having any suicidal thoughts after looking in the mirror, Zou Guangyu kept a close eye on her the entire time.

The moment Wang Moyu saw the person in the mirror, she understood why Zou Guangyu was so afraid that she might do something rash.

Her once smooth and delicate face was now a bloody mess, and even a thick layer of ointment couldn't hide the bright red flesh inside.

Seeing Wang Moyu reach out to touch his face but then withdraw his hand, Zou Guangyu felt a little strange.

"Don't worry, I definitely will..."

"I never thought I could still look this good even in this condition, with red lips and white teeth."

The two sentences were spoken at the same time. Zou Guangyu's voice was a little soft, and Wang Moyu could only hear his own voice.

Zou Guangyu couldn't hold back and flicked her forehead. "Have you no shame?"

However, seeing that she didn't look sad or upset, Zou Guangyu felt somewhat relieved.

That's more like it. This woman is so ruthless, how could she possibly be so desperate to die just because she's disfigured? She's overthinking it.

Zou Guangyu used a bit more force this time, and Wang Moyu covered the spot where she had been bounced, her face full of displeasure.

Wang Moyu's gaze was too obvious, and Zou Guangyu retorted, "Why are you looking at me like that? You're a prisoner, I only flicked you, and you still dare to criticize me!"

"How could I dare? I just didn't expect the young lady to be so strong."

"What did you say?" Zou Guangyu frowned, gripping Wang Moyu's shoulder tightly with his right hand, forcing her to turn her body towards him.

Wang Moyu remained expressionless; the pain in her shoulder was far less intense than the pain on her face. "What, Miss, you've only grown stronger, but not deaf?"

Having reached this position, Zou Guangyu is somewhat adept at reading people. It seems that Wang Moyu used that form of address unintentionally, not because he recognized her.

When Zou Guangyu stopped, he also gave Wang Moyu a push.

Caught off guard, Wang Moyu was pushed onto the table behind her, her waist hitting the edge of the table.

"You resort to violence when you can't win an argument, what a petty person."

Zou Guangyu finally understood that "young lady" and "stingy girl" were just her catchphrases and didn't refer to anyone in particular.

"Remember your own identity; prisoners should have the self-awareness of prisoners."

"Self-awareness?" Wang Moyu's mockery spread across her face. "What crime did this criminal commit to have both sides of his face disfigured like this? And all he did was want his child to live, is that considered a crime?"