After Transmigration: Unexpectedly Wed the Ruthless Tycoon-Chapter 133 - 131
Can it be the same as an ordinary perspective? Old Mrs. Gu always thinks carefully before doing anything.
Gu Fuqiao and Chen Bajin were riding their bicycles back, but as soon as they passed the supply and marketing cooperative, Gu Fuqiao’s bicycle suddenly jolted, and they almost fell!
"Ah Jiao, what’s going on?" Chen Bajin quickly got off the back seat and asked Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao held onto the handlebars and then looked down.
She discovered there was a slight issue with the bicycle chain.
When she was young, the chain often had problems, and she could even fix it herself back then, but many years have passed.
She’s almost forgotten how to fix this!
After getting off the bicycle, Gu Fuqiao reached out to touch the chain and then looked at Chen Bajin, saying, "It’s the chain that’s causing trouble. It shouldn’t be a big deal. I’ll take a closer look."
The sun was quite hot at this moment; the two looked at it for a while and found it somewhat tricky, feeling unsure about what to do.
Gu Fuqiao saw there’s shade on the sidewalk nearby and said to Chen Bajin, "Bajin, it’s cooler over there. Let’s head over."
Chen Bajin nodded and followed Gu Fuqiao to push the bicycle over there.
Standing under the sun earlier felt scorching all over, especially the hair; upon touching the top of the head, the strands were definitely scorching hot. Stepping into the shade improved things significantly.
"Let me continue looking at what’s wrong with this bike. After all, the road back from the cooperative is quite long; in such hot weather, pushing the bike back would be torturous..."
Never mind the heat, and you might suffer from heatstroke. Walking back is bound to make one’s skin three shades darker!
Gu Fuqiao squatted and reached out to touch the chain, which was oiled, instantly staining her hand with grease.
"Ah Jiao, your hand is all oily," Chen Bajin saw Gu Fuqiao’s fingers and quickly took out a handkerchief from her bag, handing it to Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao waved her hand and said, "No need, the chain isn’t fixed yet; my hand will get dirty again soon. I have a cloth, put yours away."
Hearing this, Chen Bajin put her handkerchief away, and Gu Fuqiao continued to examine the chain; she was sweating from the heat.
She truly has forgotten how she used to fix a bike...
At this moment, a warm, clear voice sounded from behind, "Ladies, do you need help?"
Gu Fuqiao turned around and saw a man in a white shirt behind her.
The man smiled upon recognizing Gu Fuqiao, saying, "So it’s Mr. Chen."
Upon hearing the title, Chen Bajin thought she was being addressed, so she asked, "How do you know my surname is Chen?"
"Does this lady also have the surname Chen? What a coincidence!" Wang Yunqing chuckled.
Gu Fuqiao saw Wang Yunqing arrive and stood up to explain, albeit feeling dizzy from standing so abruptly after squatting.
She quickly grabbed the handlebars to steady herself.
After composing herself, she said to Chen Bajin, "This is the friend I met at the writers’ conference last time."
She knew Chen Bajin liked Yun Zhonghe, but instinctively felt Wang Yunqing wasn’t quite right, thus preferred not to reveal him as Yun Zhonghe to Chen Bajin.
"Ah, I see!" Chen Bajin, hearing this, didn’t mind being called Mr. Chen anymore.
She quickly smiled, saying, "No wonder you seem so refined! So you’re also a writer. I liked reading that magazine before; what’s your pen name?"
Gu Fuqiao saw that Chen Bajin asked herself and didn’t say anything, continuing to check the bicycle chain.
Wang Yunqing smiled and said, "My pen name is Yun Zhonghe."
"Ah! Yun Zhonghe!" Gu Fuqiao heard Wang Yunqing’s words, her eyes filled with admiration, as she genuinely liked Yun Zhonghe’s writings.
Wang Yunqing gently nodded and then walked over to Gu Fuqiao, saying, "Mr. Chen, you were dizzy earlier, don’t squat, let me take a look."
Gu Fuqiao didn’t quite want Wang Yunqing’s help, after all, it’s best to keep away from a man with distorted views like Wang Yunqing.
