Jiang Cheng blatantly complained, while Zhang Guisheng displayed a helpless expression on his honest-looking face, appearing to want to explain.

Xiao Lu, the attendant, also found it all somewhat intriguing, and straightforwardly asked for Zhang Guisheng’s letter of introduction.

"Alright, I’ll take note of it and verify it later."

Xiao Lu returned the letter of introduction to Zhang Guisheng and walked off carrying a kettle.

Zhang Guisheng still maintained his honest demeanor and said to Jiang Cheng, "I’m the one Hua Ying’s father arranged for her to marry. I know I’m from the countryside, and Hua Ying despises me."

Zhang Guisheng lowered his head, and Jiang Cheng grew wary.

To reach this stage, he could still keep up the act.

This showed he could fully control his emotions; the man in front of him was not simple.

If she hadn’t met Hua Ying’s father, she might have believed him.

Without hearing a response from Jiang Cheng, Zhang Guisheng put down the lunch box and left, his departure marked by a silhouette filled with bitterness.

Standing at the door, Hua Ying stared at the lunch box on the floor, feeling utterly repulsed.

Instinctively, she glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was silent, and sincerely said, "Thank you."

"It’s nothing."

Jiang Cheng smiled indifferently, preparing to return to the compartment.

Hua Ying looked at the lunch box on the ground and eventually picked it up; waste is shameful.

But she didn’t plan to eat it and intended to return it.

However, before doing so, Hua Ying wanted to figure out a method.

Hua Ying followed behind Jiang Cheng into the compartment, and resolutely asked, "Mr. Jiang, what should I do about someone like Zhang Guisheng?"

Preparing to climb to the top bunk, Jiang Cheng paused for a moment and said three words.

"Not ruthless enough!"

Hua Ying listened, furrowed her brows.

Isn’t it enough?

Jiang Cheng simply turned around, looked at Hua Ying, and asked, "How did your mother deal with your father?"

As soon as Hua Ying’s mother was mentioned, a warm expression appeared on her face.

"My mom grabbed a kitchen knife—"

Hua Ying suddenly had an epiphany.

Jiang Cheng said, like a teacher seeing potential in a student, "Your mom is your best lesson book; some people need to be hurt once, let them feel pain, let them fear, and you will get the peace you want."

Hua Ying nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, I understand!"

Jiang Cheng waved his hand nonchalantly and climbed onto the bed.

Hua Ying said no more, turned around, and left with the lunch box.

Soon, outside came Hua Ying’s shouting and a series of clattering sounds.

Li Chunxiang, biting a large carrot, leaned against the compartment door, looking out and giving Jiang Cheng a live broadcast.

"The lunch box hit Zhang Guisheng’s face."

"Oh dear, just hit three coarse-grain cakes, still black, with one lunch box being empty!"

"Hua Ying is hitting him with the lunch box!"

"Nice, that hit was a good one!"

...

Jiang Cheng listened and asked, "What expression does Zhang Guisheng have?"

Li Chunxiang craned her neck harder to see.

"It’s still that honest face."

From the bunk, Jiang Cheng appeared contemplative.

Ten minutes later, Hua Ying returned.

Her body and hair were somewhat disheveled, but her spirit was strong.

It seemed that the grudge in her heart had largely dissipated.

The rest of the day’s journey was quiet, and Zhang Guisheng didn’t come by again.

During dinner, Jiang Cheng and the two others went to the dining car to eat.

Jiang Cheng didn’t show off and honestly paid and presented tickets, buying five bowls of noodles.

She and Li Chunxiang each had a bowl of noodles, while Gao Zhonghua ate three bowls himself.

After eating, the three returned to the compartment.

As usual, Li Chunxiang guarded the first half of the night, Gao Zhonghua the second, and Jiang Cheng made her own arrangements.

Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng climbed out of bed, waiting for Xiao Lu, the attendant to arrive.

She sat on a small stool in the aisle, checking her watch, then the compartment door.

Late.

Xiao Lu, who hadn’t been late in three days, was late.

After another three minutes of waiting, she still didn’t come.

With a thud, Jiang Cheng opened the door.

"Gao Zhonghua, come with me."

"Yes!"

Seeing Jiang Cheng’s serious expression, Gao Zhonghua immediately responded and got up.

Li Chunxiang also quickly stood up and asked, "What should I do?"

"Stay here, watch our belongings, and if we don’t return in twenty minutes, contact the police. We’re going to Xiao Lu’s place."

"Remember that?"

Li Chunxiang nodded.

Jiang Cheng and Gao Zhonghua wasted no time heading out; inside the compartment, Li Chunxiang checked the time on her watch, noting it before packing the important items for the three into one bag.

If anything happened, she could grab the bag and run.

Hua Ying, who was also in the compartment, didn’t know what was happening, but after just two days together, she knew that Jiang Cheng wasn’t someone who acted without reason.

For some reason, Hua Ying’s heart tightened anxiously.

After hesitating for a minute, Hua Ying also quickly packed her things.

Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng was talking to Gao Zhonghua.

"Xiao Lu, the attendant, always arrives at this time; she’s very punctual."

To be precise, somewhat compulsive—a girl who takes her work very seriously.

She would get up early, but would never allow herself to be late.

Even if she were delayed by something, Xiao Lu’s first thought would be to have a colleague complete this round of inspections for her.

Gao Zhonghua didn’t think Jiang Cheng was exaggerating.

Even if she was, walking a few minutes to ensure someone’s safety is well worth it.

The two swiftly reached the resting room for Xiao Lu, the attendant, where there were other staff.

Jiang Cheng asked directly and learned that Xiao Lu had already gone out.

"Xiao Lu never runs late."

A colleague spoke the same words, leading Jiang Cheng to feel apprehensive. She pondered and asked, "Did Xiao Lu do anything yesterday?"

Her colleague, also anxious, put on a uniform while recalling.

"Nothing, really. Xiao Lu is very methodical, we even joke that she does everything the same way..... Right, she said she wanted to make a call to verify someone’s identity."

Zhang Guisheng!

Jiang Cheng made a snap decision.

"You go find the conductor, the police, and verify if Zhang Guisheng from soft cabin 3, package 7, is present."

"We’ll check each cabin segment by segment, but first, we need to find her."

Both sides immediately sprang into action.

On the way back, Jiang Cheng and Gao Zhonghua checked each compartment they passed, not missing even large packages that could fit people.

"Bang, bang, bang"

"Hurry up, will you!"

"We need to use the toilet!"

Someone clutching his stomach was pounding hard on the bathroom door.

Jiang Cheng and Gao Zhonghua exchanged glances, instantly sprinting forward.

Gao Zhonghua quickly noticed the snapped thread.

"The lock was manipulated from the outside with a thread!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng said decisively: "Kick it!"

Gao Zhonghua shoved aside those waiting for the bathroom and kicked open the door.

Behind him, Jiang Cheng peered inside.

"Xiao Lu!"

Both Jiang Cheng and Gao Zhonghua lifted Xiao Lu out together.

Her head was bleeding.

Jiang Cheng loosened her scarf, pulling out smuggled hemostatic medicine from her space.

The yellowish powder was sprinkled on Xiao Lu’s head, followed by a handkerchief pressed on top, and then wrapped tightly with Jiang Cheng’s scarf.

"You’ll be fine, don’t be scared, don’t be scared."

Jiang Cheng held Xiao Lu, feeling her breaths, and she somewhat relaxed.

"Zhang—-Zhang——"

Xiao Lu voiced, and Jiang Cheng immediately guessed.

"Zhang Guisheng!"