Chapter 64: Meeting a Cellmate on the Bullet Train

Finally, as the departure time of the bullet train drew closer and closer, Cao Kun stood outside the station, exchanged brief embraces with Bai Jing and Liu Yuling, and then strode inside.

Watching until Cao Kun completely disappeared from sight, Liu Yuling and Bai Jing finally withdrew their gazes.

Bai Jing looked at Liu Yuling and smiled, "What were you chatting with Xiao Kun about just now? I saw you making all sorts of faces and rolling your eyes."

Because Cao Kun had explicitly instructed that the fact he still owned a property in Yundong District must not be leaked for the time being, Liu Yuling smoothly skipped over that topic and jumped directly to the next one.

"I told him I want a divorce."

A divorce?

Bai Jing was momentarily stunned, the corners of her lips curving up slightly as she asked, "What? Have you had enough of this selfless, charity-dispensing, warmth-bringing lifestyle?"

Liu Yuling giggled and playfully slapped Bai Jing's arm, saying, "That's right, is there something wrong with that?"

Bai Jing chuckled along for a moment, then turned serious and asked, "Seriously though, why the sudden urge to get a divorce?"

Well...

Liu Yuling thought about it carefully and replied, "Actually, most of it has to do with money."

"Within this year, I am certain I'm going to make a huge sum of money—several million at least. If I don't get a divorce, half of that money will belong to him. After all, it's marital property."

"So, Sister Bai, do you think I should get a divorce?"

"Besides, am I being immoral by doing this?"

Hearing Liu Yuling say this, Bai Jing immediately perked up. She stared straight into Liu Yuling's eyes and said word by word:

"Babe, don't be a fool. If you can really guarantee that you'll make several million this year, then you absolutely must get a divorce!"

"Handing half of it over to your husband for free? Do you really think you're running a charity or a warm-hearted shelter?"

"Look at me, I'm over thirty years old. If I didn't have a good younger brother, can you imagine how hard my life would have been?"

"Just two days ago, I had a grand total of 5,000 yuan to my name!"

"So, sister is telling you from personal experience: forget about a husband, even your own biological daughter and son might not be someone you can rely on. A woman must have her own independent finances!"

"Besides, have you ever thought about what might happen if you give him half, and then he turns around and demands a divorce from you?"

"You're being loyal and righteous, but what about him? Can you guarantee that he'll be loyal too?"

"Taking a step back, if you feel a bit guilty about doing this, don't worry, sister will give you a solution."

"Get a divorce first, and then remarry later."

"You get the divorce first, and during your single period, you make those few million. That money will belong entirely to you alone. Then, you can remarry him. That way, he won't have any legal way to claim half of your money."

Hearing Bai Jing's idea, Liu Yuling burst out laughing with a snort.

"Forget it! If we get a divorce, there is no way I'm ever remarrying him. I've done enough charity work for all these years, I'm completely done with it."

"Then what are you hesitating for?" Bai Jing smiled. "Get a divorce. Do you really plan on doing charity forever and keeping up the warmth? Live for yourself!"

"Sister is telling you from personal experience: living for yourself is a choice you will never regret in this life. Look at my skin—I feel like my skin has gotten at least five or six years younger recently. It feels amazing..."

...

Late at night!

The high-speed bullet train roared forward, racing across the boundless, dark wilderness.

Cao Kun sat in a window seat in the business class cabin, nibbling on the snacks provided by the flight attendant while gazing out at the endless night outside the window.

To avoid being jinxed by the bullet train again, he had specifically purchased a business class ticket this time.

Although the price was several times higher than economy class, its main advantage was having very few people.

An economy class row seated five people, whereas a business class row only seated two. Furthermore, the space between rows was enormous; even if every seat was taken, it would still be far, far less crowded than economy.

And fewer people meant a correspondingly lower probability of conflicts arising.

As it turned out, things went just as Cao Kun had anticipated: there were only three people in the entire business class cabin, and they were sitting very far apart from one another.

Forget about fighting; even waving hello took effort.

In fact, there was even a fair-skinned, beautiful flight attendant with long legs, a height of at least 173 centimeters, and a very pretty face, dedicated to serving the three of them in this carriage.

To be precise, serving him alone!

Because the other two passengers had already reclined their chairs and were fast asleep, leaving only him wide awake and full of energy.

If he had known business class came with this kind of treatment, why would he ever have bought an economy ticket?

At that moment, the broadcast chime sounded, announcing that they were five minutes away from the next stop, Guangsha West Station.

Since it was still a long way from Xia County Station, Cao Kun didn't pay it much mind and simply continued eating his snacks while looking out the window.

Before long, the bullet train began to decelerate, and finally came to a complete stop!

Guangsha West Station had arrived!

After a short while, the train slowly started up again and accelerated. At this station, not a single person entered their carriage.

Quite normal!

Business class cost several times more than economy, and aside from being more comfortable, it didn't get you to your destination any faster. The cost-performance ratio was just too low.

Much like luxury goods, business class was positioned to sell exclusively to wealthy people.

As the train ramped its speed back up to over 300 kilometers per hour, Cao Kun stretched his arms and prepared to take a quick nap. Just as he closed his eyes, he snapped them wide open.

A murderous aura!

Cao Kun couldn't quite explain how he was able to sense a murderous aura, but somehow, having spent ten years in prison in his past life, he had unconsciously developed this talent. Thanks to this very talent, otherwise, he didn't know how many times he would have been killed by someone.

Damn it!

He was only about an hour away from his destination; nothing could possibly go wrong now, could it?

Cao Kun narrowed his eyes, staring at the sliding frosted glass automatic partition door between the business class and first class cabins, and began to count silently in his head.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

...

Five seconds!

Right when Cao Kun counted to the fifth second in his heart, the automatic frosted glass partition door between the business class and first class cabins was suddenly pushed open.

A man standing 1.75 meters tall, with messy hair, slovenly dressed, and possessing a lean, rugged physique, walked in.

Seeing this man, Cao Kun's eyebrows instantly shot up.

Holy crap!

Why is it this mad dog bastard?

Zhou Qiang, Cao Kun's prison mate from his past life. The two of them had entered Haicheng No. 2 Prison around the same time.

However, despite entering prison around the same period, they had never become brothers in adversity. On the contrary, when Zhou Qiang died in the end, it was Cao Kun who had reached in and yanked his windpipe right out to kill him.