Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

Ye Jingke remained calm and composed. "Yes, Zhang Xiaohui is just a woman. Does she need you to beg me like that?"

Liao Chengming was speechless and couldn't utter a single word.

Seeing that the argument between the two was getting more and more tense, Liao Yunqing quickly changed the subject, "Dad, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. When we were young, our family was not well-off, so it's normal for you to dream about getting rich."

Liao Chengming raised his right hand and shook his index finger. "No, no, Jing Ke is holding an amethyst bow. He is definitely a junior member of the Ye family with a brilliant purple light."

The woman floated in mid-air, her feet off the ground, surrounded by a faint blue light. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, she had a bright, shimmering blue teardrop mark on her forehead—it was incredibly beautiful.

Ye Jingke suddenly looked up, and Liao Yunqing suddenly had a flash of inspiration. The two exchanged a glance and spoke at the same time:

"Ai Ai?"

"Xiao Ai!"

Liao Chengming frowned, somewhat bewildered. "What's going on between you two? Why are you mentioning Miss Cheng?"

Ye Jingke sneered, casually picked up an apple from the coffee table, and strode away.

He was now absolutely certain that the woman Liao Chengming mentioned, even if not Cheng Ai, was related to Cheng Ai.

It turns out that Ai Ai was secretly protecting me so that I could grow up safely.

Ye Jingke took out his phone, made a call, and said while eating an apple, "Close the net and catch Xunliao Beauty Salon off guard."

After replenishing his energy, he quickly rushed out of the hotel and drove off to continue his search for Cheng Ai.

After searching the towns without success, Ye Jingke expanded the search area.

He couldn't just sit back and reap the benefits; he had to find the person by any means necessary!

Bai Jing's side did not stop searching either, and even used all their connections, but to no avail.

In the hotel, Liao Chengming sat dejectedly on the sofa. "Yunqing, is what you said true? Miss Cheng also has a blue teardrop mark on her forehead?"

Liao Yunqing turned on his computer and found two episodes of the second segment of the variety show "Dare to Come". "When I sprinkled powder on Xiao Ai, she was in pain and blue water droplets appeared on her forehead. They did not disappear until she ran away. Her look in these two episodes also featured blue water droplets."

He paused, then added, "At the time, I thought it was a makeup artist who did it specifically for Xiao Ai, but now it seems that's not the case. She was surrounded by a blue light from some kind of mystical magic. Dad, could the woman you dreamed of be Xiao Ai?"

Liao Chengming also fell silent; he needed time to sort out his chaotic thoughts.

On the other side, the long-distance bus pulled into the service area, and the passengers eagerly got off to stretch their muscles.

The driver twisted his neck and swayed his waist, realizing there were still people in the car. He honked the horn and said, "Go to the store and buy some food. Come back in two hours."

Cheng Ai remained unmoved and continued to sleep in the same spot.

The driver had no choice but to walk over and call out, "Wake up, young lady, we've arrived at the service area. Get out of the car and get some fresh air."

Cheng Ai frowned, opened her eyes groggily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Water, I want to drink water."

The driver was an elderly man in his fifties, kind and compassionate. He immediately helped her out of the car and into the store.

A bottle of mineral water was brought to Cheng Ai's lips, and she drank it instinctively.

Her dry, itchy throat was relieved, and she coughed twice before softly saying, "Thank you, Uncle. You're so kind."

The driver smiled kindly, made two boxes of instant noodles, and placed them on the table. "My daughter is about your age, so you don't need to worry about her."

He paused for a moment, then asked tentatively, "I saw you borrow someone's phone to make a call in the car. What's wrong? Did you run into some trouble?"

Cheng Ai stared intently at the instant noodles, then nodded upon hearing this, "I got separated from my boyfriend and want to go back to Huichuan City to find him."

The driver pushed a box of instant noodles towards us, his eyebrows furrowed into a worm-like shape. "Good heavens, you're taking a long-distance bus? That's a long way!"

He carefully observed her face, which was unusually red. Combined with her dirty and disheveled clothes, he quickly concluded, "You seem to be sick. Do you have any money on you? I'll go buy you some medicine!"

The driver came from a poor family and always carried a limited amount of money with him when he went out to work. He bought instant noodles and bottled water, and if he were to buy the girl another ticket, he would basically have nothing left.

Cheng Ai picked up her fork and ate her noodles in big mouthfuls, pouting pitifully. "I lost my wallet and can't contact my boyfriend. I called his company, but the receptionist said they wouldn't help me without an appointment."

The driver couldn't bear it. "Alright, it's okay, I'll help you. Tomorrow at noon, when the bus arrives at the station, I'll have two days off. I'll take you to the police station then, and they'll have a way to find your boyfriend."

Two lines of tears streamed down Cheng Ai's cheeks as she sobbed, "Thank you, Uncle. I will repay you."

The driver waved his hand dismissively and lowered his head to start eating his instant noodles.

Men eat faster than women, and after finishing his dinner, he told Cheng Ai to eat slowly before striding out.

The driver borrowed cold medicine from several passengers and finally got two pills from an older woman.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the long-distance bus drove out of the service area.

The driver settled Cheng Ai in the passenger seat for easy care.

At 11:00 a.m., the car successfully entered the station.

After all the passengers had disembarked, the driver took Cheng Ai off the bus.

The sun was still shining brightly, but the air was getting colder and colder. Winter had arrived, and the two of them were shivering from the cold.

Although Cheng Ai had taken medicine, her high fever had not subsided, and the wind made her sneeze uncontrollably.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, the driver dialed 110 immediately.

Within half an hour, the two were taken away.

Inside the police station, Cheng Ai trembled as she held a cup of hot water in both hands, sipping it slowly.

The driver briefly recounted her story. After the police officer finished taking notes, he looked at Cheng Ai and asked, "Who are you? What's your boyfriend's name? What's his company's phone number? We can help you contact him."

Cheng Ai put down her cup, her hands unconsciously clasped together, and she answered obediently like a primary school student, "My name is Cheng Ai, and my boyfriend's name is Ye Jingke. As for his number, you need to check it on the official website of Shengding International."

"What? You're Cheng Ai?" The policewoman who asked the question looked shocked. "Your boyfriend is Ye Jingke, the movie star Ye?"

Cheng Ai nodded blankly, not understanding.

Although the policewoman doesn't like watching variety shows, she still knows a few popular celebrities in the entertainment industry.

She took out her phone and typed "Cheng Ai" into the browser's search box.

The policewoman glanced at the photo, then carefully examined the girl in front of her, and eagerly invited the chief out.

The bureau chief, who was in his sixties and bald, smiled so wide his eyes narrowed into slits when he saw Cheng Ai. “Miss Cheng, it’s an honor to have you here. I’m so sorry for not welcoming you properly. Don’t worry, I will send someone to contact Mr. Ye immediately and make sure you are satisfied.”

The driver was stunned. The girl he had rescued out of kindness turned out to be someone of great importance.