Chapter 186 The Truth!

ecretary Wang, Secretary Wang.” As Su Yuan rushed downstairs and saw a group of city leaders there, the scene was truly spectacular. He almost tripped from being so startled; he shouted immediately: "...Main Text Chapter 186: The Truth!

After getting into the car, Song Ziyè sat in the front passenger seat and didn’t talk much to Wang Zheng; he just quietly looked out of the window.

However, Wang Zheng had turned up the air conditioning temperature too high. Song Ziyè felt a bit hot and took off his black down jacket, revealing the beige high-necked cashmere sweater underneath.

The cashmere sweater was very thin and close-fitting, outlining a rather impressive curve on Song Ziyè's chest. Wang Zheng just glanced at it with a sidelong glance and felt a dryness in his throat. The capital’s top beauty truly lived up to her reputation from back then.

Being in the same car as such a top-tier beauty, inhaling the faint fragrance that drifted into his nostrils, Wang Zheng indeed felt quite distracted and said with a smile: "Miss Song, considering you've taken off your down jacket, I won't charge you for the ride."

Song Ziyè smiled lightly and replied: "Wang Zheng, with so many shares of Zhongding in your hands, would you care about such an insignificant amount for a lift Besides, surrounded by so many beauties, why would you take any notice of me"

While admiring the scenery of Ningxia ahead, Wang Zheng said: "I know denying it won't help. But Zhongding's shares truly have nothing to do with me. And those beauties aren’t mine either; they're just for looking at."

Song Ziyè smiled, her beautiful side profile pleasing to the eye.

The Land Rover continued forward and accelerated even more. It was now on a mountain road as the sky darkened, with steep slopes and slippery roads. Yet Wang Zheng showed no intention of slowing down.

"Can you drive slower This speed is making my heart race," Song Ziyè said, her right hand over her chest, brows slightly furrowed.

To get back to the capital, they had to cross Ningxia's mountainous region. But for some reason, Wang Zheng took a detour and chose this most complicated road section with steep mountains, many sharp turns, thick forests, rarely frequented by people.

"Even more heart-stopping things are still to come," Wang Zheng smiled with half-closed eyes as he sharply turned the steering wheel. The white Land Rover made a sudden 180-degree turn and stopped by the side of the mountain road, next to an incline close to seventy degrees!

If Wang Zheng had drifted just slightly more, this Land Rover would have plunged off the mountain road!

At that moment, Song Ziyè couldn't open the car door because if she stepped out even a little bit, she'd fall into the deep valley in the night.

"Wang Zheng, what do you want" Seeing Wang Zheng's sudden move, Song Ziyè didn’t scream out of panic.

"Don't you feel a bit cold without your down jacket" Wang Zheng deliberately glanced at Song Ziyè's drool-inducing figure, which was still tantalizing even under the cashmere sweater.

"There's only you and me here. Are you afraid something might happen between us" Wang Zheng asked with a smile.

Song Ziyè met Wang Zheng’s gaze without any fear: "To be honest, I'm not scared; instead, I’m rather looking forward to it."

"Really"

"But I doubt the captain of Longlin would do such a thing," Song Ziyè courageously looked into Wang Zheng's eyes.

"Who said I wouldn't" Wang Zheng leaned in, using his finger to lift Song Ziyè’s chin. Their noses were almost touching as he said, "If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer today, then here and now, I can do anything."

Being this close to such a beautiful woman, the faint fragrance wafted into Wang Zheng's nostrils; looking at Song Ziyè’s delicate face made him feel somewhat distracted.

"I'm right here. What answer are you seeking" Song Ziyè remained calm but her breathing rate had quickened slightly compared to before.

"Your heart rate has increased by a third," Wang Zheng said with a smile, "Tell me, what role have you played in all of this"

"What series of events are you referring to" Song Ziyè’s big eyes looked puzzled.

Wang Zheng let her go and leaned back against the chair. "Actually, if it weren't for the coincidence that we happened to be in the same train compartment face-to-face, I wouldn’t have known your involvement behind all of this."

Song Ziyè smiled but didn’t say anything.

"The Zhongyang inventory tank area. When I was disarming the bomb at the last moment, a phone call saved my life." Wang Zheng looked seriously at Song Ziyè and said, "I believe that call came from you. If I'm not mistaken, you must have been watching me with binoculars from a distance."

"You're really narcissistic; why do you think it was definitely me" Song Ziyè asked.

"Even if your voice changed, I could still recognize yours by the tone. That crisp and clear intonation sticks in my mind after just one listen. And given that we rode on a train together face-to-face to Ningxia, I'm quite familiar with your voice. Of course, considering everything as it happened, you should be thanked for saving my life."

"So, tell me what’s going on Tell me everything about this." Wang Zheng's body leaned closer again, half-pressing against Song Ziyè. His eyes were slightly narrowed.

Song Ziyè glanced at her chest that was squished by his weight and smiled teasingly: "This is how you thank your savior"

Wang Zheng also lowered his head to look at the deformed shape of Song Ziyè’s chest, hurriedly lifting his head up. He was afraid another glance would make his nosebleed start.

"Those are two different matters." Wang Zheng stubbornly said: "Calculating from when you started in the capital city, following me all the way to Ningxia just for tracking I must say, it’s truly hard not to let one's guard down around a beautiful female agent."

Song Ziyè replied: "I’m not an agent."

"That doesn’t change anything."

“Regardless of what happened before, I saved your life at the end.”

“And that’s why we’re still talking now.”

Wang Zheng said: "You should understand that in my hands, you have no ability to resist. And out here in this remote area, with how pretty you are, I really want to do something."

Song Ziyè glanced at Wang Zheng with a mix of amusement and seriousness before directly leaning back against the seat and closing her eyes, saying: "What do you want Just do whatever you like."

Imagine for a moment, a super beauty under your control closing their eyes and saying “Do what you will.” Just thinking about such a scene makes one’s blood boil!

Wang Zheng sighed and propped himself up on the seat, saying: "Alright, you win."

"Don’t expect to know too much." Song Ziyè adjusted her clothes and said: "I saved you only because I didn't want a military legend like yourself to be ruined in this way."

“You should understand that those bombs weren’t high explosive directional bombs. Even if they exploded, it would only injure people nearby. This is a personal conspiracy against you.” Song Ziyè’s tone was indifferent: "I can say no more than that. If you still wish to extract something from me, then by all means use your methods; I don’t mind."

"This makes me seem rather ungentlemanly," Wang Zheng said somewhat gloomily: "Are you a member of the Su family"

"No."

"Then which side are you on" When Wang Zheng heard Song Ziyè say that he wasn't from the Su family, all he could express was surprise. He had always believed that this explosion was orchestrated by the Su family and intended as revenge by Su Tianran. But now it seemed that things weren't as straightforward as he thought; there might be another faction trying to meddle or frame the Su family. This matter was becoming increasingly complicated.

"Actually, I know what you want to ask," Song Ziyè tidied his hair and said: "To be honest, I don’t have much information either. If you really want to know, go back and ask my dad; he might know more."

"Your dad Song Mingwei" Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and asked: "Does this matter have anything to do with him"

Song Mingwei was the current heir of the Song family and the older brother of Song Mingsheng, the chairman of Song Media. He handled all matters related to the Song family and was a staunch pro-Su supporter. Currently, Song Mingwei was the mayor of Beijing, a rising political star with an unlimited future in China's political arena due to the support of his grandfather and the Su family. It was only a matter of time before he aimed for central positions.

But could the entire incident be related to Song Mingwei Why would Song Ziyè turn around and betray her father then Why did this Song Mingwei have it in for him Could it be that he wanted to curry favor with the Su family But, currying favor didn’t require such a massive operation, let alone being a player in politics himself who knew how sensitive these matters were.

Seeing Wang Zheng's puzzled look, Song Ziyè said: "To tell you the truth, I don't like him that way. If my guess is correct, he probably isn’t solely acting for the Su family’s benefit; there are too many interests at stake here to be guessed at by us alone. In fact, I am quite uneasy about his large-scale activities in Northwest as well. I didn’t know about the existence of the bomb beforehand and had no idea how to defuse it either. It was only later when I couldn't hold back any longer that I asked him."

"But you saved me at a critical moment, and revealed so much information to me; aren’t you afraid your dad will blame you" Wang Zheng looked at Song Ziyè’s beautiful face.

"I’m not afraid of his blame. As for why I told you all this, we’ll talk about it later," Song Ziyè smiled sweetly as if spring had blossomed in the car.

“But the most crucial point is that you’ve disclosed such secret matters to me about your father; aren’t you afraid that I might cause him trouble” Wang Zheng still kept his eyes narrowed.

Song Ziyè sighed and said: “I know you'll eventually find out the truth, so I’m telling you ahead of time. Can you promise not to harm my dad’s personal safety no matter how far this battle goes between you and him or even against the Su family”

“Using your information to secure your father’s life, what a filial daughter,” Wang Zheng smiled slightly: “I agree.”

The two chatting didn't notice that in the darkness, a long barrel had quietly emerged from the grass. The white Range Rover was so conspicuous through the scope of the rifle.

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