Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 387 Three Men
Fu Mingxue looked at him with pity.

"It's so pathetic!"

The thief immediately sensed an opportunity upon hearing this.

Sure enough, such a beautiful girl makes one's heart soften, it's just a pity that some man appeared out of nowhere and ruined his plans.

He looked very grateful.

"Sister, thank you for letting me go. On behalf of my whole family, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

Fu Mingxue smiled, "No need to thank me! Once he's inside, he should reform himself well and try to get out as soon as possible. Xiao Zhao, hand him over to the train station police station."

The thief's smile froze on his face.

What did she mean just now? Didn't she say he was so pitiful?
Does this mean we're going to let him go?
Why did they send him to the police station?

Just as he was dumbfounded and couldn't believe that he had been tricked by this seemingly silly and naive woman.

Xiao Zhao had already carried him toward the police station at the train station.

Belatedly realizing what was happening, he struggled again, crying, "Let me go—"

Unfortunately, his struggles were futile.

However, because of this incident, the thieves who were eagerly watching dared not approach any further.

Of course, some of these people were accomplices of the one who just spoke.

Someone went to report the news—
Fu Mingxue didn't pay attention to what had just happened.

She stood still.

Xiao Zhao returned quickly as well.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that nothing else had happened to Team Leader Fu.

Just then, the train arrived.

Xiao Zhao then helped carry the luggage and boarded the train with them.

He frowned slightly when he saw that the sleeper berths were all occupied by men.

Fu Mingxue also knew what Xiao Zhao was worried about.

"You go back first!"

Xiao Zhao was really worried.

He wanted to ask the train conductor to switch his carriage, but there wasn't enough time.

The stopover will not be long.

"be careful."

After putting down his luggage, he had no choice but to get off the bus.

Fu Mingxue's bunk is the lower bunk.

The bunk above her and the bunk opposite her were both men.

Staying here is indeed a bit of a hassle for her. Maybe she should ask the train attendant later to see if she can change carriages.

However, she was somewhat reluctant to go to the hard-seat section.

The train started moving at that moment.

"Hey, little girl, where are you going all by yourself?"

The man sleeping on the top bunk leaned out and asked Fu Mingxue.

Fu Mingxue did not respond to him.

However, she really didn't want to sit here.

If it were the top bunk, it would be fine, but sleeping on the bottom bunk—just thinking about there being a man sleeping above me.

She was in a lot of pain.

Just then, the man in the upper bunk across from her spoke up, "What business is it of yours where she goes?"

The man who spoke was young and quite handsome.

Fu Mingxue glanced at him with some surprise.

When she entered the sleeper berth, the man was lying there, but she didn't see his face and assumed that the three of them were a group.

It seems now, no.

Moreover, the man in the bunk above her seemed somewhat afraid of the man opposite her.

Just as she looked over, the man's gaze also fell upon her.

"Would you like to switch bunks with me?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Mingxue readily agreed.

"thanks!"

Seeing that she agreed, the man jumped down.

However, he didn't come over. Instead, he asked the man in the lower bunk to go to Fu Mingxue's bunk, while he himself sat in the lower bunk.

Seeing that the two knew each other, Fu Mingxue didn't say anything more.

She climbed up to the top bunk.

Perhaps because the man had just lain on the berth, it was still warm.

Fu Mingxue used the package to take out a bed sheet from the empty space and spread it on the bed.

That made her feel a little better.

I'm grateful to my wise self for putting a bed sheet in my online space.

The other three men: ...?
Being picky about money.

(End of this chapter)