The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

Half an hour later, Zhou Zhiming led Wang Fang back to the carport from the transportation station square.

As Li Kaixin passed the driver's parking spot, he was sitting on a stool, staring blankly into the distance.

"Master!" Zhou Zhiming called softly as he approached.

Li Kaixin snapped out of his reverie and looked at his eldest apprentice: "Zhiming, have you finished talking with Comrade Wang?"

"We've finished talking. Xiaofang wants to come over and say goodbye before she leaves."

Zhou Zhiming scratched his head and looked at Wang Fang beside him with deep affection in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fang quickly said, "Master Li, I'm sorry to have troubled you today."

"No trouble at all."

Li Kaixin waved his hand and said half-jokingly:

"Comrade Wang, if Zhiming dares to bully you, just tell me and I'll take care of him for you."

"Okay, thank you in advance, Master Li!"

Wang Fang responded with a smile, then nudged the person next to her with her elbow:

"Zhiming, did you hear that? If you ever wrong me again, I'll come and complain to your master."

"I heard it, I heard it."

Zhou Zhiming nodded repeatedly, patting his chest to assure him:

"Don't worry, Master. I will definitely treat Xiaofang well from now on and I will never let her suffer any injustice."

Li Kaixin looked at the two of them being so intimate, smiled, and shook his head.

"Alright, alright, the station is closed tomorrow. If you're free, invite Comrade Wang out for a good stroll."

"Master, how did you know?"

"Never mind it, the news can't be fake anyway."

Li Kaixin stood up and patted his eldest apprentice on the shoulder: "Hurry up and see Comrade Wang off, don't let him be late."

Zhou Zhiming didn't ask any more questions, and took Wang Fang's hand as they walked out of the transportation station.

Upon reaching the gate, Zhou Zhiming suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Xiaofang, can you ride a bicycle?"

"I've studied it before, so I know a little bit."

Wang Fang replied, looking at her partner with some confusion, "What's wrong, Zhiming?"

"Then you wait here for a bit, I'll be right back." After saying that, Zhou Zhiming turned around and ran towards the bicycle shed.

Although Wang Fang didn't know what her boyfriend wanted to do, she still obediently stood at the gate and waited.

A short while later, Zhou Zhiming jogged over from the bike shed, pushing a brand-new bicycle.

"Zhiming, is this car yours?" Wang Fang asked, somewhat surprised.

I just bought it this year.

Zhou Zhiming nodded. "Xiaofang, you should ride your bike. It wouldn't be good if you were late."

Wang Fang didn't reach out to take it; instead, she smiled, pursing her lips.

"Zhiming, this bike is so new, and I'm not very good at riding it yet. Aren't you afraid I'll break it?"

"Don't worry, as long as you're alright."

Zhou Zhiming, with a serious expression, forcefully shoved the handlebars into her hands:

"Anyway, you'll belong to me from now on, so what's a bicycle?"

"Who, who's on your side now!"

Wang Fang blushed and tightened her grip on the handlebars.

"Why isn't it mine anymore!" Zhou Zhiming, now bolder, pulled her into his arms.

"You just declared your ownership in front of my master and friends. If you don't marry me, who else can you marry?"

"Zhiming, what's wrong with you...?"

"Don't say it!"

Zhou Zhiming gently covered her mouth, his tone tender: "Xiaofang, ride slowly on the road, don't fall."

With that, he quickly let go of her hand, turned around, and ran away.

Wang Fang didn't chase after him. She stood there, staring blankly at Zhou Zhiming's retreating figure, but her heart felt warm.

It turns out I wasn't the only one taking the initiative.

Only after that figure entered the bike shed did she get on her bicycle and ride towards the textile factory.

Zhou Zhiming hurriedly ran back to his parking space, his face and ears still red.

It was obvious that he had forced himself to do those things to Wang Fang just now.

Meng Qingguo was wiping the car when he turned around and saw his master looking like this, and couldn't help but tease him:

"Hey, Master, what happened to you? Did your wife discipline you?"

Zhou Zhiming was immediately enraged and kicked out with a feint:

"You're asking for trouble, aren't you? You even dare to talk nonsense about your master?"

"How could I dare to make fun of you!"

Meng Qingguo dodged to the side and said with a grin, "Master, look at your face, it's as red as a monkey's bottom."

"You still dare to talk back!" Zhou Zhiming grabbed a rag from the side and made a move to hit him.

Seeing this, Meng Qingguo quickly raised his hands in surrender: "I won't say anything more, I won't say anything more, Master, please let me go!"

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you!"

Zhou Zhiming tossed the rag to Meng Qingguo and plopped down on the stool next to him.

He hadn't been sitting for long when his gaze lost focus, and he started staring at the ground and grinning foolishly.

......

At 5 p.m., the transport team returned after completing a short-distance mission.

As expected, Director Xie announced that there would be two days off and two long-distance trips.

Li Kaixin already knew about this, so after Director Xie finished making the announcement, he got on his bicycle and left.

The other masters and apprentices in the station discussed it for a while before heading outside.

"Senior brother, senior brother, where's your bicycle? Did you lend it to someone?"

Guo Liang jogged over to Zhou Zhiming and asked with a grin.

He actually saw his senior brother give the car to Wang Fang this morning; he just wanted to tease him.

"I gave it to my boyfriend, so what!"

Zhou Zhiming glanced at him sideways and raised an eyebrow:

"Oh right, junior brother, you're still single, so you probably don't understand these things."

Guo Liang's smile froze instantly.

He had been cornered by his master with those words in the morning, and now that his senior brother was here again, he was starting to lose his composure.

At the entrance of the transportation station, Wang Fang was already waiting there with her bicycle.

When she saw Zhou Zhiming come out, she immediately raised her hand and waved to him.

"Xiao Fang, what brings you here?" Zhou Zhiming left Guo Liang behind and quickly approached.

"Come and return your car!"

Wang Fang pushed her bicycle towards him and smiled, pursing her lips.

"Also, we're on a date tomorrow, how can you not know where I live?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiming was speechless:

"Xiaofang, isn't this too fast? I'm not ready to come over yet."

What are you thinking?

Wang Fang gave her partner a reproachful look, "I... I just wanted to help you find your way."

"Okay, okay, let's go then."

Zhou Zhiming finally breathed a sigh of relief and got on his bicycle.

Seeing this, Wang Fang naturally sat down in the back seat and put her arm around his waist.

Zhou Zhiming's body instantly straightened, and with a push of his foot, the bicycle wobbled away from the transport station.

Not far away, watching all of this, Guo Liang completely broke down.

He secretly resolved to fight back:

Okay, okay, so this is how you play it! You all just wait, I'll get my parents to find me a girlfriend right now, and then I'll brag about it to you every day.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Zhiming parked his car at the entrance of a two-courtyard house.

As soon as Wang Fang got out of the car from the back seat, a middle-aged man's voice rang out from behind her: "Xiao Fang!"

"Dad, why are you walking behind me?" Wang Fang turned around and was somewhat surprised.

At this time normally, her father would already be in the yard.

Wang's father didn't answer, his gaze passing over his daughter and landing on Zhou Zhiming: "Xiaofang, who is he?"

"Dad, his name is Zhou Zhiming, and he's my new boyfriend."

Wang Fang pulled Zhou Zhiming over and introduced them with a smile.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiming didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, so he quickly bowed and said, "Uncle, hello!"

Wang's father didn't respond, his gaze still fixed on him.

Zhou Zhiming felt a cold sweat break out on his back from being stared at so intently; he didn't know whether to stand or leave.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Wang Fang quickly changed the subject:

"Zhiming, you can go back now. Remember to come find me tomorrow."

"Oh! Okay!"

Zhou Zhiming nodded, hopped on his bicycle, and fled as if escaping.