Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 297: Did you just say you want to follow me?

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Did you just say you want to follow me?

Song Yunuan saw mosquitoes buzzing around Zhong Shaoqing and opened her crossbody bag to take out a glass bottle, spraying it vigorously.

Suddenly, the night became peaceful.

Song Yunuan asked him, "You are a thorn in their side, but they only made you crazy and foolish. Why didn’t they kill you?"

His question stunned Zhong Shaoqing for a moment. Then a flicker of chaos passed through his eyes. Song Yunuan unapologetically took out a water gun and sprayed his face with water.

Zhong Shaoqing quickly became much more alert.

Under the moonlight, Song Yunuan’s eyes were clear and bright. He couldn’t explain the feeling in his heart, but suddenly it felt like there was hope in living.

He looked at Song Yunuan.

A warmth and fieriness flashed through the depths of his heart.

Zhong Shaoqing’s face was wet, but he casually wiped it off and then said in a hoarse voice, "They don’t dare kill me. Before my mom died, she left a will. I could only inherit the small island and a large sum of money when I turned twenty-five.

If I didn’t appear in person and open the safe, I would automatically forfeit my inheritance rights, and it would all be donated away.

Actually, the Zhong Jewelry Company and the jade mines in Country M were dowries from my grandfather to my mom. But now they’ve all been seized by Zhong Ming. They want me alive but not well, so they came up with a drug. Since I was twelve, they forced me to take it and kept me locked up..."

Song Yunuan’s eyes were full of sympathy.

In this world, there are always people who think of obtaining what doesn’t belong to them through despicable and ruthless means.

She asked Zhong Shaoqing, "What is your purpose for this summer camp trip?"

Zhong Shaoqing shared his thoughts.

Then he looked at Song Yunuan anxiously, saying timidly, "I’m not very clear about Xia Xindong’s situation, but I know his position in the lab is important. Shangguan Heng won’t let it go easily. You still need to be careful, and I... Can I follow you for these few days, and after summer camp ends, I will go to Beidu?"

Song Yunuan asked, "Who are you going to find in Beidu?"

Zhong Shaoqing’s eyes reddened, "I have no family or friends in Beidu, I only know Shangguan Wan. Although we’ve met a few times, she would rather I were dead. I don’t know whom to look for, but I think, I’m bound to encounter someone upholding justice. They won’t stand by and watch me die."

That was also a solution.

But it would be difficult to carry out.

Song Yunuan couldn’t afford to delay for too long, just in case Secretary Fan checked the tents and discovered she was missing, that would be bad.

She asked Zhong Shaoqing, "Did you just say you want to follow me?"

Zhong Shaoqing nodded without hesitation, "Yes!" Then he paused and said uneasily, "...maybe tie me up first? My body is in a terrible state. I’ve taken too many hallucinogens, and I frequently have hallucinations. I’m worried I might hurt someone... I... I can’t involve you."

Song Yunuan waved her hand dismissively, "No problem, you’ve seen my skills. If you go crazy, I’ll just knock you out cold."

Zhong Shaoqing’s scalp tingled.

Right, Song Yunuan was so formidable, she could knock him out cold with a slap.

Then Song Yunuan asked curiously, "With such a heavy dose of the drug, how have you maintained your clarity?"

Ten years had passed. You should have gone completely mad by now.

"Maybe it’s my mom and grandparents looking out for me. Maybe my body has better drug resistance..."

Zhong Shaoqing’s eyes flashed an unusual color, thinking that meeting Song Yunuan might also be due to his mom’s blessing.

They weren’t far from the campsite. Song Yunuan made them stand up and helped each other towards the tent.

They didn’t make it before collapsing.

Song Yunuan said to Zhong Shaoqing, "You go rest, goodnight!"

Zhong Shaoqing’s mouth opened, murmuring, "Good... goodnight."

But he had to point at the other men, "What about them?"

Song Yunuan dragged all four bodyguards into the tent, threw them onto the sleeping blankets, then took out the mosquito repellent specially prepared by Old Mr. Ji, and sprayed away. After spraying, the mosquitoes all flew off. She asked, "Which one of you four is the leader?"

So, all eyes turned to Adah.

Adah cursed them internally. They had never accepted him as the boss, but now they were quick to push him to the front.

In an effort to please, Adah said, "I... I guess I’m kind of the leader, and, erm, the videotape is in the trunk of the car, is there anything else you’d like to command, heroine?"

Song Yunuan frowned, "What heroine?"

Trying to please, Adah corrected, "Sister Nuan, at your command."

Song Yunuan nodded in satisfaction, "Just be good bodyguards for the next few days and don’t make any moves."

Adah promptly nodded, "Of course, I’ll follow Sister Nuan’s orders."

"Don’t inject Second Young Master Zhong with anything or give him any medication, he’s under my protection."

"...Yes, yes, yes."

Adah didn’t dare meet anyone’s eye, but everyone was thinking: does this count as half the task completed?

But how could they explain not giving injections or medications to Chairman Zhong?

"How do you contact Chairman Zhong and are there any of his people among those who came this time?"

"...We take the initiative to contact, need to go to the post office to make a call, there are two in charge of logistics and communication, one named Wang Wu, one named Liu Si, actually, Chairman Shangguan is just scouting, he hasn’t sent out his men yet."

"You’re not under that old bastard Shangguan?"

Acheng, who had gone to fetch Song Yunuan, hurriedly explained, "We were just talking nonsense to lure you in; we are with the Zhong family."

Had they known this young lady was so capable, they would never have targeted her.

No wonder martial arts novels always say that when roaming the Jianghu, one must be wary of women.

Song Yunuan softened her voice, "As long as you four obey, I won’t take you to the marshland."

The four of them were instantly horrified. The marshland?

Once trapped, their bodies would never be found.

Song Yunuan continued, "My mosquito repellent is worth a fortune, can you feel the mosquitoes running away?"

Adah hurriedly replied, "Yes, we can feel it, thank you Sister Nuan!"

Song Yunuan courteously said, "Rest well, I’ll see you tomorrow!"

Adah nodded, "To... Tomorrow then..."

Song Yunuan left the tent, and saw Zhong Shaoqing, the pitiable Second Young Master Zhong, obediently standing outside, motionless even as mosquitoes landed on him, heaving a sigh of relief when he saw her come out.

Song Yunuan pulled out a bottle from her bag and poured out a pill, "Take this, you’ll sleep well."

Zhong Shaoqing took it, without hesitation popped it into his mouth, and swallowed it down with a tilt of his head.

He then returned to his tent, lay down, and before he could ponder, sleepiness surged over him, and soon, he was deeply asleep.

Song Yunuan also quietly returned to her own tent.

People in this era never stayed up late.

Generally, by 9:00 PM, they would be asleep.

Exhausted from the day, everyone slept soundly.

No one noticed that so much had happened in the night.

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The next morning, when Song Yunuan got up, she saw Kurt Gymm, Yao Xiaohui, and Second Young Master Zhong standing together.

Yao Xiaohui was one of the students, now Kurt Gymm’s personal translator, and the two young men got along very well.