Translated by Eve
Song Xuanhe’s pupils constricted, and he tried to dodge to the side. Unfortunately, Song Jiabao had grabbed his arms and was holding onto him tightly, preventing him from moving.
The tip of the syringe was aimed at Song Xuanhe’s exposed arm. Zhou Rong paused before reaching over to pinch Song Xuanhe’s chin. He gazed down at Song Xuanhe and said, “You knew that I was going to teach you a lesson but you still chose to come. The reason why you feigned civility with me for so long was to buy time, right?”
Song Xuanhe’s head was in Zhou Rong’s control. Breathing was a little difficult with how Zhou Rong had tilted his head upwards. Nevertheless, his mind was very clear. He said, “You know that I know what you want to do, but you’re still willing to stay.”
“Why wouldn’t I stay?” Zhou Rong asked. He then laughed. “You know that I have a syringe, but do you know what this syringe is filled with?”
Song Jiabao asked in alarm, “He knew that we were going to hurt him?! What are you waiting for?! Stab him!”
Zhou Rong glanced at the flustered Song Jiabao. His smile didn’t change. “What are you panicking over? Even if his people come, will they be able to get any evidence? I’ve obviously cleaned my tracks.”
“Song Xuanhe, Song Ershao,” Zhou Rong tightened his hold, “My good friend, guess what this syringe holds?”
“I’ll give you a hint. What do syringes usually hold? Medicine? Maybe. But medicine is for treatment purposes. It wouldn’t make sense for it to appear here. Then…how about…a virus? Blood containing a virus? Or how about…a new, colourless, scentless, undetectable drug?”
As soon as Zhou Rong said this, Song Jiani’s face turned deathly pale.
When Zhou Rong had come back to ask her to team up with him in hurting Song Xuanhe, she had been a bit tempted. However, it hadn’t been because she had wanted to take revenge on Song Xuanhe. She had wanted to take advantage of his crisis to become his saviour, to make him understand just how much she liked him so that he would fall for her.
But after that meeting, she started to suffer from a reoccurring dream. In that dream, she had asked Zhou Rong what he was going to do to Song Xuanhe. Zhou Rong had had a strange smile on his face as he told her that she’d find out when the time came. Then, she had invited Song Xuanhe out and had teamed up with Zhou Rong to trap him in that room. Zhou Rong had then taken advantage of her lapse in attention to spike Song Xuanhe’s drink with copious amounts of some hallucinogen.
Song Xuanhe had been fine the next day. But some time later, he started to show depressive symptoms. One day, Zhou Rong and Lu Chao—who was supposed to be dead—took Song Xuanhe to a bar. There, Song Xuanhe had told the two men that he didn’t remember what had happened that night. However, what he did know was that he hadn’t been able to get hard since. Zhou Rong and Lu Chao had consoled Song Xuanhe before telling him that they had something that would help get him back to normal.
The Song Xuanhe in her dream had tried it. It was only afterwards that he found out it was a drug. The Song Jiani in her dream had tried all sorts of methods to help Song Xuanhe go clean but the drug was the type to cause addiction with just one use. There was no way for him to quit. Furthermore, that drug was extremely rare and expensive. Even she couldn’t take on that financial burden. The Song jiani in her dream could only watch as Song Xuanhe had taken step after step towards the dark abyss. In the end, because of Lu Chao and Zhou Rong’s machinations, the Song Xuanhe in her dream had died without a fully-intact corpse.
Song Jiani had woken up in fear countless times, clothes soaked by cold sweat. In the end, she had decided to call Song Xuanhe. It was just that she had no way of telling him what she had seen because it had all been a dream. Furthermore, she knew how good his relationship with Zhou Rong was. Song Xuanhe had been closer to Zhou Rong than he had been with Lu Chao before Zhou Rong had left the Capital.
She had been afraid that Song Xuanhe wouldn’t believe her. She had only been able to tell him that Zhou Rong planned on hurting him. Afterwards, she had assigned people to track Zhou Rong, to prevent him from doing anything to Song Xuanhe. That had been why she had been able to rush over as soon as she had found out that Song Xuanhe and Zhou Rong had appeared in one place together.
It was precisely because of this dream that Song Jiani had felt terrified upon hearing Song Xuanhe say that Zhou Rong had brought a syringe with him. In her dream, Zhou Rong and Lu Chao had used this syringe while Song Xuanhe had been drunk to give him the drug!
Song Jiani originally still had a faint hope that her dream was just a dream, that none of this was real, even when Song Xuanhe had said that Zhou Rong had brought a syringe with him. After all, Song Xuanhe hadn’t been drugged with a hallucinogenic. It was probably a coincidence, right? But when she heard Zhou Rong say that it was a ‘new, colourless, scentless, undetectable drug’—the exact same words she had heard in her dream—the hope was completely extinguished.
It was definitely a drug. It was the same drug she had seen in her dreams. It was a new drug that caused irreversible addiction after taking it just once.
Song Jiani’s face was pale as a sheet of paper. The sight of the syringe being less than a centimetre away from Song Xuanhe’s arm was terrifying.
“Zhou Rong!” Song Jiani shrieked as she watched the syringe slowly approach Song Xuanhe’s arm. “If you dare do anything to Xuanhe gege, I’ll make you regret it! I’ll make your whole family regret it!”
Zhou Rong paused. He turned to look at Song Jiani, his smile turning cold. His sinister eyes held a chilly glint in them as shot daggers towards Song Jiani’s face.
Zhou Rong slowly stood up and walked over to Song Jiani. “Lu Chao died because of you. You love Song Xuanhe so much, you should also die for him.”
Song Jiani subconsciously took a step back. She stared at Zhou Rong’s syringe nervously. She was so afraid, she shook all over. Despite this, she continued to stand up tall. “I’m telling you, I’ve already told my family that I’ll be here. If anything happens to me, you and your family will be ruined. There’s also Xuanhe gege. Both the Song Family and I will never let you off!”
“Is that so?” Zhou Rong shook his head. “Did you think I’d be afraid of that after deciding to do this? Besides, if they can’t find proof that I did it, what can your families do to me?”
“That syringe holds a new drug, right?” Song Jiani said, “Since Xuanhe gege knew that you were going to bring this syringe, don’t you think that he would have already known what it would hold? He knew. Not only him—I know what’s in it too! We know where you got it from as well! If you dare try anything, not only will our families not let you off, the police won’t let you off for bringing this drug into our country, either. The people that gave you these drugs also won’t let you go since you could possibly incriminate them!”
Song Jiani’s words were powerful and resonating but she actually felt very guilty inside. She had no idea where Zhou Rong had gotten his drug from. She had never expected that Zhou Rong would really bring the newest drug with him into the country like he had in her dream. It was just unfortunate that she hadn’t found out about the drug’s origin within that dream. It was very rare within China.
That’s why Song Jiani had wanted to make a gamble. Since everything had unfolded as it had in her dream thus far, she wanted to use what she knew to make Zhou Rong hesitate. She wanted to make sure he wouldn’t dare to make any rash decisions.
Since Xuanhe gege knew about the syringe, which meant that he was prepared for this. However long she could drag this out, she would drag it out.
When Zhou Rong heard this, his expression changed as expected. He said, “Where did you hear about this?”
“You don’t need to know that. All you have to know is that I know everything!” Song Jiani felt relieved when she saw Zhou Rong’s expression change. “As long as you let Xuanhe gege go, we won’t hold this against you.”
Song Jiani’s calm and quick wit had surprised Song Xuanhe in the beginning. That was, until she said her last line.
“You’ve reminded me of something.” Zhou Rong didn’t conceal the ruthless light in his eyes anymore. He took a step closer to Song Jiani, whose back bumped into a wall as she took a step back. “You guys know too much. I can’t let you two leave here.”
As expected. Song Xuanhe sighed inwardly. With a sudden burst of energy, he grabbed a shard of glass beside him and slashed Song Jiabao’s wrist while the other was distracted by Song Jiani’s words. Blood dripped down Song Jiabao’s wrist and he howled in pain. This scream attracted Zhou Rong’s attention just as he had been prepared to grab Song Jiani. When Zhou Rong’s eyes fell on Song Jiabao’s bloody arm, he looked back up and made to dodge Song Xuanhe’s ambush.
Song Xuanhe didn’t dare stop after seeing his attack fail. He took advantage of Zhou Rong’s evasion to shove Song Jiani away. “Run! Go call for help!”
Song Jiani stumbled a few steps from the force of his push. After steadying herself, she said, “No, I won’t. Xuanhe gege, there’s two people here. I won’t leave you here alone—ah!”
Song Jiabao had climbed up and grabbed hold of Song Jiani. Although he was injured, he was still stronger than Song Jiani, so she couldn’t throw him off. Moreover, Song Jiabao had heard their conversation just now. He knew that if he were to let Song Jiani escape, he and Zhou Rong would be done for.
Song Xuanhe dodged Zhou Rong, who had pounced over at him while waving the syringe in his hand. If it weren’t because things were so dangerous right now, he would swear.
The System sighed：【You’re in a really disadvantageous position right now.】
Obviously. If it were just him against the two of them, Song Xuanhe still had a chance at winning because Song Jiabao was injured. But Song Jiabao had captured Song Jiani and Zhou Rong’s syringe could plunge into his skin at any moment. Song Xuanhe had to worry about Song Jiani while staying out of Zhou Rong’s attack range. The possibility of successfully making it out of here was low.
If he couldn’t win, he could only try to buy time.
Song Xuanhe tried to calculate how much time had passed. He had already told Zhou Nan that he would send him a message every half an hour. If he didn’t, Zhou Nan would call the police. It had already been about forty minutes since he had last sent a message. This meant that Zhou Nan must have already called the police. Zhou Nan had his location so he would have sent that over as well. This club was at least twelve minutes away from the closest police station.
Therefore, he had to hold on for at least five more minutes. If the police didn’t show up in the next five minutes, he would have to figure out a way to save himself.
Zhou Rong faced off with Song Xuanhe. Neither of them made the first move. However, it was obvious that Zhou Rong was more anxious. He knew that Song Xuanhe was buying for time. If Song Xuanhe’s people came, he would have no more opportunities to take revenge for Lu Chao.
His eyes darkened. A second later, he walked over to Song Jiabao. He pulled Song Jiani over to himself and aimed the tip of the needle at her neck. He then said to Song Xuanhe: “If you take a single step closer, I’ll stab her right in the neck.”
Song Xuanhe, who had just been about to take a step forward, paused. He placed his foot back down.
Seeing that Song Xuanhe seemed to care about Song Jiani, a dark glint flashed through Zhou Rong’s eyes. He then smiled. “I never expected that you would actually care for Song Jiani. You obviously don’t like her. So why do you seem so nervous? Or maybe, you actually do like her a little bit?”
Song Xuanhe parted his lips. He wanted to say something but Zhou Rong didn’t give him the chance. “Well, it’s not like I care whether you like her or not. You guys were right. This is indeed a drug. Furthermore, I only have this one syringe on me. Therefore, I cannot waste it. Song Xuanhe, you have two choices.”
“One, I’ll inject this drug into Song Jiani’s neck. Or two, you will come over and I’ll inject it into yours. What do you choose?”
Song Xuanhe’s hands clenched into fists. He stared at Zhou Rong, his gaze freezing cold. However, his tone was calm. “How about I give you a multiple choice question? Who do you think participated in the orchestration of Lu Chao’s death aside from Lu Yue? Choice one, your father. Choice two, your father and Lu Chao’s father together. Which one do you think it is?”
Zhou Rong’s pupils constricted. With a shout, he pounced over: “I’m going to kill you!”
Eve: And the tense situation continues.
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