There were many ways to use mental-type abilities—this was just one of them.
But Qiao Zhenzhu didn’t bother explaining further.
After all, abilities like these were far too troublesome to explain clearly.
Lu Huai didn’t press the issue either. “Now that those two were taken away, they probably won’t be coming back.”
“Not probably,” Qiao Zhenzhu corrected him. “Definitely.”
Director Xu was no good person himself.
Now that he finally had such a perfect opportunity, there was no way he’d let the Xie family off easy.
The Xie family, just like the Qiao family, was wealthy beyond measure and full of valuable possessions.
As for Wang Anquan, he claimed he hadn’t taken the Qiao family’s belongings—but who would believe him?
No one would.
And if they still couldn’t get answers out of him in the end, his fate would only become even worse.
The more Qiao Zhenzhu thought about it, the happier she became. The smile on her face was completely unconcealed.
Seeing her smile, Lu Huai couldn’t help smiling as well.
“What are you smiling at?” Qiao Zhenzhu asked curiously.
Lu Huai’s smile instantly froze on his face.
Could he still keep smiling now?
Seeing his conflicted expression, Qiao Zhenzhu laughed even brighter than before.
“Go help me get discharged! It’s still early—we can find a guesthouse for the night.”
Lu Huai hesitated. “Are you really alright? Shouldn’t you stay in the hospital for another couple of days?”
“No need.” Qiao Zhenzhu shook her head. “I’m strong enough to punch ten cows to death!”
Lu Huai: “…”
In the end, he still couldn’t argue her into staying and helped her complete the discharge procedures.
There was a guesthouse near the hospital. Lu Huai produced not only his introduction letter, but also their marriage certificate and his identification papers.
With all the proper documentation, the two successfully rented a room together.
In this era, unmarried men and women couldn’t stay in the same room without a marriage certificate and introduction letter—otherwise they’d be accused of hooliganism.
Forget staying at a guesthouse; they could very well end up hauled away by the police.
Shanghai was prosperous, and this guesthouse had fairly decent conditions, even including a private bathroom.
The moment the door was locked, Qiao Zhenzhu eagerly headed for the bathroom. “I’m taking a shower first.”
Before she even finished speaking, she had already slipped inside and shut the door.
Not long after, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
Listening to it, Lu Huai inexplicably began blushing.
Twenty minutes later—
Qiao Zhenzhu walked out wearing a loose nightgown.
Not only had she showered, she’d washed her hair too.
Her long hair hung loose over her shoulders, droplets still dripping from the ends.
Seeing this, Lu Huai immediately walked over and took the towel from her hands.
“Sit down. I’ll dry your hair.”
Even though it was summer, if she left her hair soaking wet, her clothes would get damp, and what if she caught a cold?
Qiao Zhenzhu didn’t resist. She sat obediently on the chair and let Lu Huai towel her hair dry.
“I have a hair dryer in my space. Can I take it out and use it?” she asked, tilting her head up at him.
Lu Huai looked puzzled. “Hair dryer? What’s that?”
“This.”
Qiao Zhenzhu pulled a hair dryer out of her space.
It was a Dyson.
Cost several thousand yuan.
With her long hair, it could dry everything in just a few minutes without damaging either her hair or scalp.
Lu Huai stared at it curiously. “Is it loud?”
They were staying in a guesthouse after all. There might be people in the neighboring rooms.
If it made too much noise, it could attract unnecessary trouble.
“The sound…”
Qiao Zhenzhu thought about it. It definitely made noise, though she wasn’t sure whether people next door would hear it.
But just to be safe, she decided against it.
“Forget it then.” She put the hair dryer back into her space.
Lu Huai gently continued drying her hair. “The weather’s hot anyway. It’ll dry soon enough. If you want to use it, we can wait until we get home.”
Their home was a small standalone courtyard house. The nearest neighbors were over fifty meters away in every direction.
It couldn’t be helped—the place they lived was sparsely populated, surrounded by farmland and forests. Houses were built far apart so each family could grow vegetables outside their home.
Qiao Zhenzhu nodded. “Alright, then I’ll use it when we get home!”
Once most of the moisture was gone from her hair, she urged Lu Huai to go bathe.
“Hurry up! I left shampoo and body wash in the bathroom. They’re labeled, so just read them yourself. And don’t forget to bring them back out afterward so I can put them away.”
Even though only the two of them were in the room tonight, better safe than sorry.
Anything that didn’t belong in this era had to be put away immediately after use.
Lu Huai took the items into the bathroom. The moment he entered, he saw two large white bottles—one labeled shampoo, the other body wash.
The entire bathroom was filled with a refreshing mint fragrance.
Lu Huai instantly understood.
No wonder she smelled faintly of mint—it came from the mint-scented body wash.
Meanwhile, Qiao Zhenzhu took a brand-new bamboo cooling mat out of her space and spread it over the bed.
Her space contained all sorts of miscellaneous supplies she’d collected during the apocalypse, and now they were finally proving useful!
She had just finished tidying up when Lu Huai stepped out of the bathroom.
He wore only a white sleeveless undershirt, exposing his collarbones, chest, and arms.
Those biceps were seriously impressive.
They looked sturdy enough to hang a swing from!
Qiao Zhenzhu openly admired the sight without the slightest restraint, making Lu Huai so embarrassed his ears turned red.
“I-I’ll put on a shirt…”
As he reached for his button-up shirt, Qiao Zhenzhu snatched it away.
“It’s so hot—how are you supposed to sleep wearing that? Don’t put it on!”
Lu Huai: “……”
“This time, after we leave Shanghai, we probably won’t come back for years,” Qiao Zhenzhu said seriously.
Hearing her suddenly bring this up, Lu Huai immediately straightened up. “If you want to come back—”
“I don’t.” Qiao Zhenzhu shook her head. “What I mean is, before we leave, we should buy more daily necessities and bring them with us. My space can hold a ton of stuff!”
Only then did Lu Huai understand what she meant. He immediately nodded. “Alright. Whatever you want to buy, we’ll buy. I brought money and ration coupons.”
As he spoke, he took out all the cash and coupons he had on him.
One hundred and fifty-one yuan, plus a thick stack of colorful ration tickets.
“I have some too!”
Qiao Zhenzhu said as she pulled three rectangular metal boxes out of her space.
These belonged to Wang Anquan, Chen Wan, and Wang Sinian—the boxes they used to store money and coupons.
After putting them into her space earlier, she hadn’t had the chance to check them yet.
She opened the first box.
Inside were ten neatly stacked bundles of Great Unity bills.
One bundle was one hundred bills—one thousand yuan.
Ten bundles meant ten thousand yuan.
This box belonged to Wang Anquan.
Besides the ten thousand yuan, there were also three Rolex watches, four thick gold chains, five small gold bars, and three emerald thumb rings.
It was obvious at a glance—
this was Wang Anquan’s private treasure stash.