The comrade looked as if he was about to drag Qiu Chenxi by the hand onto the car. There was a look of disgust on Qiu Chenxi's face. She would not let people like the comrade touch her clothes, let alone her hand. She quickly jumped onto the car and sat down.
"Okay, everyone is here. Let's get going." As soon as Qiu Chenxi got in the car, it started moving.
The dispatch delivery car of the camp could not be compared with the family car used by the Qiu family.
The car had a musty and pungent smell and the environment was not comfortable at all. Qiu Chenxi turned green from the bumpy ride home, but she could only keep these feelings to herself.
By the time Qiu Chenxi reached the Qiu family's residence, her face had ashened, looking terrible. After taking her luggage from the trunk of the car, she had only taken a few steps before she leaned against a big tree and vomited.
