Intercourse

Looking at the bottle of light blue water, Mo Yu said casually, "Oh... this is a family secret recipe passed down through generations in our Mo family. It has the effect of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and refreshing the mind."

Liu Yiyi is such a smart person; seeing that Mo Yu didn't want to talk, she immediately shut her mouth.

Having recovered from her old injuries, Liu Yiyi insisted on treating Mo Yu to a private restaurant to express her gratitude. She led the group to the restaurant.

This private restaurant is located in a deep alley, with green bricks and red tiles. The private rooms are filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, and the tableware on the wooden round tables is warm to the touch, exuding a refined and elegant atmosphere.

It was clear that Liu Yiyi had her eye on it. The dishes on the table weren't even all served yet, but the exquisite cold dishes alone showed that they were quite expensive.

"Mo Yu, this toast is for you."

Liu Yiyi picked up the wine glass in front of her, her voice trembling slightly, which was not usually heard, "You have no idea how many nights this back injury has tormented me."

I even thought about what I could do with my life if I really couldn't jump anymore. Those moves you did today... really gave me a second chance at life.

Mo Yu picked up her teacup and stood up, lightly touching the rim of her cup: "Sister Yiyi, you flatter me."

You are Lele's good sister, so you are my friend too. And I've been in Beijing for the past few days thanks to the care you all have given me.

Besides, my dad and I usually give massages in the village, earning only about a hundred yuan a time. Your big meal has far exceeded that price; I've really made a killing."

Through these two days of interaction, Mo Yu realized that Liu Yiyi, a straightforward girl from Beijing, would feel that if you were too polite to her, she would think you were looking down on her.

Mi Le looked at Mo Yu beside her, her beautiful eyes revealing a look of infatuation.

Zhao Man and Bai Xue exchanged a glance, secretly wondering what incredible luck their best friend had to run into such a perfect man.

"I can't repay this debt... I'll owe you for the rest of my life."

Liu Yiyi tilted her head back and downed the drink in her glass, her usual bold and spirited demeanor returning. "From now on, in Beijing, if anyone dares to bully you, or if Lele suffers any injustice, just give me a call, and I'll take care of it for you!"

Miler gently tugged at Mo Yu's sleeve, slipped her little hand into his palm, and scratched his palm with her fingertips, as if giving him a silent reward.

Then he said to Liu Yiyi, "Alright, Yiyi, look, you've made Mo Yu feel embarrassed."

She placed a piece of soft, tender braised pork into my bowl.

After everyone had eaten for a while, Zhao Man asked seemingly casually, "Mo Yu, how many days are you going to stay in the capital?"

"Tickets for tomorrow afternoon."

Mo Yu put down her chopsticks and explained, "There are still a lot of things to do back home, and I also need to earn money, otherwise I won't even be able to afford a plane ticket to Beijing."

Hearing Mo Yu say this, Liu Yiyi narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, but said nothing.

Zhao Man and Bai Xue also looked thoughtful.

Miler, who was still chewing on a small piece of fish maw chicken, stopped.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, her thick eyelashes obscuring the light in her eyes, and she looked somewhat forlorn. She murmured something.

"So sudden!" The voice was barely audible.

"What...you can't bear to part with me?" Mo Yu leaned close to her ear and teased her in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Miler sniffed, looked up at Mo Yu, and bit her lower lip. "Then...when are you coming to the capital again?"

Looking into her bright eyes, Mo Yu whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'll come to the capital to see you again in a few days."

"Then...then I'll wait for you."

"OK……"

After dinner, Mo Yu bid a reluctant farewell to the three women, Mi Le and Liu Yiyi, and returned to the hotel for a nap.

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The national highway at three in the morning was unusually deserted, the roar of heavy diesel engines carrying far in the silent night. Mo Yu gripped the thick steering wheel and drove the truck according to the navigation to his destination... a small hardware factory.

"Beep beep..."

As the horn sounded, the two large iron gates of the hardware factory slowly opened under the headlights, emitting a piercing creak.

A middle-aged man wearing a coat and with messy hair was standing by the gatehouse, rubbing his eyes and holding a flashlight in his hand.

Mo Yu skillfully shifted gears and reversed, the huge vehicle maneuvering precisely through the narrow factory passageways before finally coming to a steady stop in front of the warehouse door.

The moment the engine was turned off, a brief silence fell over the surroundings, with only the crackling sound of the engine cooling fins.

Mo Yu jumped out of the driver's seat, straightened her slightly wrinkled T-shirt, and walked over to meet the factory manager's astonished gaze.

"Where did you come from? What goods are you delivering?"

"You're Factory Director Wang, right? I'm here to deliver goods, sent by Boss Dong from Yongcheng."

Mo Yu offered him a cigarette, even though he didn't smoke himself, but in this situation, a cigarette was the best way to get in touch.

The factory manager, surnamed Wang, didn't take the cigarette. Instead, he stared wide-eyed, the flashlight beam flashing several times across Mo Yu's face. He then looked at the Jiefang heavy truck behind me, his face filled with disbelief.

"You...you're the delivery guy Boss Dong mentioned yesterday, Xiao Mo? Did you drive this car here? Didn't anyone stop you along the way?"

"Thanks to you, the journey these past two days has been relatively smooth, without any major troubles."

Mo Yu gave a vague explanation, then said, "The goods are all on the truck. Shall we hurry up and check them? I have to rush back tomorrow."

Factory Director Wang was still somewhat dazed. While directing a few sleepy-eyed workers to come and move the steel coils, he looked at Mo Yu's overly young face and muttered, "Are all kids these days so wild... driving a 9.6-meter truck over a distance of several thousand kilometers without a second thought? They're too careless."

Mo Yu shrugged noncommittally, watching the workers lift the tarpaulin covering the cargo box, revealing two neatly stacked bundles of steel coils inside.

five minutes later

With a hissing sound of pressure relief emanating from the hydraulic rod, the forks of the heavy-duty forklift steadily supported the huge steel coil and slowly pulled it out of the cargo box.

With a muffled thud, the ground seemed to tremble as the last bundle of steel coils fell onto the open ground of the factory area.

Under the bright light of a flashlight, Factory Director Wang carefully checked the specifications and labels of the steel coils. After confirming that everything was correct, he signed his name on the handover form in a flamboyant manner.

"Alright, Xiao Mo, the goods are fine."

Factory Director Wang took out his phone and fiddled with it a few times. The skepticism in his voice had largely dissipated, replaced by a look of astonishment, as if he were looking at a freak.

"The remaining balance has been transferred to your card. Please check it."

To be honest, in my ten-plus years in this line of work, this is the first time I've seen someone so young dare to drive a 9.6-meter truck transporting steel coils. You're truly a force to be reckoned with."

Soon, with a "beep" sound, the bank's notification message arrived as scheduled.

Mo Yu looked at the string of numbers, smiled, and waved to Factory Director Wang:

"Thanks, Director Wang. Until we meet again."

Mo Yu put away her phone, waved goodbye to Director Wang, and nimbly jumped into the driver's seat.

The engine was restarted, and the loud roar once again broke the silence of the early morning. Mo Yu turned the steering wheel and slowly drove the truck out of the hardware factory.