Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Chapter 409: Miss Wu - Meeting Yang Yunqi Again

Zhao Xinhua’s death preserved all the nests in her mind, but also caused these nests to completely drift away. Everyone was waiting, waiting for a new beginning after the silence.

When the hummingbird learned of Zhao Xinhua's death, he screamed in pain and shouted, "I don't know anything. I have a single line of communication with the migratory birds. Don't blame me if you didn't catch him. I've already told you that migratory birds are very important!"

"Ahhhh, I really don't know anything, you guys are a bunch of beasts, untrustworthy bastards!"

He roared and his tears flowed onto the wound. The pain could not reach his numb nerves, but only made his body tremble.

The fate of a discarded pawn that has no value is predictable.

Hummingbird was treated for his wounds, given clean clothes, and returned home and back to work.

The agents tracked Hummingbird 24 hours a day, waiting for the person who wanted to avenge him to appear and then capture him.

Zhou Leng had a good year. After the family discipline incident, the Zhang family had only four words to say to her: keep your distance.

Zhou Leng thought this was good. She felt that in the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, they should either never see each other again or respect each other politely. She didn't like to treat the mother-in-law as the mother and the daughter-in-law as the daughter, because that was impossible. If they were too intimate, they would end up turning against each other. So at this moment, she and the Zhang family were like strangers, and she just felt free.

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After the New Year, Zhou Leng returned to Taipei City. When she saw the dilapidated door was sealed, she knew that Zhao Xinhua's affair had been exposed.

When the editor-in-chief, who knew nothing about it, saw this situation, his first reaction was to ask the department that sealed off the place for clarification.

Zhou Leng was taken to the Special Agent Department, where she met her old acquaintance Yang Yunqi.

Zhou Leng was truly surprised, but Yang Yunqi was just pretending. He was the one who went to arrest Zhao Xinhua, and he was already familiar with the relationships among the people in the magazine.

It's been more than a year since I last saw him. Yang Yunqi is still as handsome as ever, but his face is more resolute and his eyes are more mature.

Zhou Leng said, "Long time no see. I'm surprised to see you here. I came to ask why my magazine was closed down. They asked me to find Captain Yang. I didn't expect it to be you. It's easier to get things done with an acquaintance."

The deep affection in Yang Yunqi's eyes was gone, but he still said gently, "He is an acquaintance, but things are not easy to handle. Do you know Zhao Xinhua, the receptionist at your magazine?"

Yang Yunqi believed deep down that Wu Chenmin was unaware of the situation. He had already found out that Wu Chenmin was taking over the business from his third aunt, and that Zhao Xinhua had also been working at the magazine before.

Zhou Leng pretended to be in deep thought, and after a while she said, "I know her well. She comes from a poor family and has two younger brothers. She has worked in the magazine for several years. She is warm and proactive, and everyone likes her very much. What happened to her?"

Yang Yunqi observed Zhou Leng carefully, and felt relieved when he saw that she did not look fake. However, he still did not want Wu Chenmin to have anything to do with the Communist Party.

"She did something wrong."

"What about my magazine? What could she have done wrong?"

Zhou Leng plays the role of Wu Chenmin, the naive person in Yang Yunqi's memory.

"Once we find out the truth, your magazine will be unbanned by the society."

Zhou Leng imitated Wu Chenmin's past behavior and tilted his head slightly to ask in a low voice: "My third aunt used to know a lot of people in the city of Taipei. Do you think it's okay for me to find someone to spend some silver dollars?"

Yang Yunqi's eyes were filled with smiles. He felt like he had returned to his youth. The people in front of him had not changed, but his heart had changed. He wanted to sacrifice his life for his country when it was in trouble, but the successive defeats made him think that this war would eventually lead to failure. If he failed, he would be completely reduced to slavery. He thought it would be better to surrender to the snobbery supported by Japan now, and wait until the war was over in the future to gain more voice and plan for the future.

"I'm afraid it won't work."

"Why? My third uncle is very powerful."

Yang Yunqi moved closer, and the woman's faint fragrance penetrated his nose. This fragrance seemed to melt his heart, and he couldn't help but move closer and said, "The news hasn't come back yet, but the Ninth Army where Deputy Commander Chang is located has been crippled. This bloody millstone has crushed more than just the Ninth Army."

The conversation seemed to be opened wildly. Since Wu Chenmin was not the focus of their attention, there was no monitoring equipment where the two were chatting.

Zhou Leng covered her mouth with her hands in fear. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was frightened. She asked anxiously, "Is my third uncle okay?"

"It's okay, but I only got slightly injured. Hey, Xiao Min, even if you bleed to death and break all your bones, you will still fail. If you preserve your strength and merge with other ethnic minorities, like those ethnic minorities, and gradually assimilate into the Han culture, then the world will eventually belong to us! Xiao Min, you can understand me, right?"

Zhou looked at each other coldly. In his original memory, he and Wu Chenmin did have happy moments, but later they were tortured by poverty and the daily necessities of life. They both resented each other, and Yang Yunqi abandoned the pregnant Wu Chenmin and returned to his original life.

Love? Maybe love did exist, just like Yang Yunqi still has feelings for Wu Chenmin, but how much of this love is lust and how much is the regret of not being able to get it.

"I don't think I understand your men's affairs, but it's all about saving the country and the people. I'm just wondering when my magazine can be restored. Prices are high now, and I don't want my Zhang Shouhe to suffer too much."

Yang Yunqi wanted to say, "Come with me. I have a good income now." He wanted to say, "I still have you in my heart." But what he said in the end was, "How can you, who claims to be a new-age woman, be satisfied with a feudal marriage arranged by your parents?"

"As long as the person is right, the form is not that important."

Yang Yunqi looked seriously at the woman's face which was smiling like a flower because of someone else. It seemed that the mist lingering in his mind suddenly dissipated, and he suddenly realized that he knew they could never go back. Once missed, it was missed.

"Then you are really lucky. I have never said: I wish you a happy marriage."

"Thank you. What about our magazine?"

"It's not that I won't help you. There are too many things involved. You should be prepared. You can't get all the information back. You have to figure it out on your own."

Zhou Leng smiled helplessly.

On the way home, Zhou Leng was still a little depressed, thinking about Zhao Xinhua who was in danger, Yang Yunqi who had a unique idea, Zhang Shouhe who prepared supplies, Wu Fengjun who was fighting for his family and personal interests, Deputy Commander Chang who was injured in the battle but he had never met, and Wu Fengyue who fled overseas when the war started. The scenes in his mind were like a passing scene.

"Xiao Min."

Zhang Shouhe's voice brought Zhou Leng back to reality. He realized that the rickshaw had arrived and the husband was at the door welcoming his wife home.

The two of them walked back to the courtyard arm in arm.

"How about the magazine?"

"A store across the street caught fire before the New Year, so I asked everyone to take the writers' contact information and materials they often used home and find a new office space."

Zhang Shouhe said worriedly: "Now is a troubled time. We stopped working and said we would wait for new migratory birds. I don't know what happened."

Zhou Leng had some guesses, but she didn't say them out loud.

"I think it'll be fine."

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

After opening the door, Zhang Shouyi, with a frosted face, smiled and said, "Fourth brother, please stay for a night."

Zhang Shouhe stepped forward and hugged his younger brother who had run away from home for two years.