After The Honest Person Was Discovered For Simultaneously Pursuing Three People - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: (Asura Field 3) Ahead is Song Yucong…

Ahead is Song Yucong, and behind him is Zhao Jingqun.

Tao Ning is truly caught between a tiger and a wolf. He is at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Song Yucong narrows his eyes and says sarcastically, “He’s your cousin? How come I’ve never heard you mention him before?” He lets out a light “tsk” and critically looks at the expressionless Zhao Jingqun from head to toe. “But he looks so poor, he really does look like a country relative of yours.”

Song Yucong simply scoffs at this “cousin” who has suddenly appeared next to Tao Ning.

But because the man might genuinely be Tao Ning’s relative, he restrains himself a lot in his words. He is just unhappy about why Tao Ning didn’t tell him that his poor relative was coming, and even more unhappy that Tao Ning, after agreeing to have dinner with him, had the audacity to sneak out and ditch him.

This is the one thing Song Yucong cannot tolerate. With a scowl, “Bumpkin…”, he is about to drag Tao Ning to his side when a fist comes flying at him. The aggressive fist lands on his face, and he can even hear the sound of bone cracking. Song Yucong is in so much pain that he immediately doubles over.

The bodyguards not far away are so scared that they cry out:

“Second Young Master! Are you okay!”

“Hold on, Young Master! We’re coming!”

“Second Young Master…”

The bodyguards quickly surround Tao Ning and Zhao Jingqun. Tao Ning is already stunned. Zhao Jingqun retracts his hand, flicks some non-existent dust from his sleeve, and raises an eyebrow with a smile. “My apologies, my hand slipped.”

He then takes Tao Ning’s hand, holding it in a possessive way, and says with a look of surprise to the bodyguards surrounding them, “So you’re the Second Young Master Song? I thought you were just some thug who came out of nowhere to harass my cousin. Oh my, my apologies.”

As he speaks, the man bites down hard on the words “my cousin” and looks at Tao Ning with a smile in his eyes. But his gaze is incredibly sinister and dangerous, as if saying, “Don’t worry, my dear. We’ll settle this when we’re alone.”

Tao Ning: “…”

He remembers when he first met Zhao Jingqun. The man had his hands in his pockets, red hair, and countless earrings. When he raised an eyebrow and smiled, Tao Ning was reminded of the local thugs who rode colorful motorcycles after dropping out of school.

Even after a long time, and with the man in a suit, the thuggish aura he gives off is still faintly present.

…So who is the thug?

Song Yucong is about to explode with anger. His head is buzzing. He has already lost a lot of blood recently, and now with this sudden punch, his nose hurts so much, and cold sweat drips down his body. He wants to have the man who just had the audacity to punch him thrown into the river, but his hands are covered in blood. His pupils constrict, and his lips tremble so much he can’t speak.

The bodyguard holding him is terrified. He quickly calls 120 and a private doctor. The scene immediately turns into chaos and quickly attracts more people.

Tao Ning knows that Song Yucong is probably afraid of blood. He wants to break free from Zhao Jingqun’s grip to check on him, but Zhao Jingqun pulls him into his embrace. The man turns his shoulders so Tao Ning can only look at him.

“My de… Ningning, what’s your relationship with him?” The man’s smile is gone. He frowns and asks him. “How dare that shameless thing call you a bumpkin? I went easy on him just now.”

Zhao Jingqun is trying hard to control his anger. He doesn’t want to scare Tao Ning. But the sight of that wild dog, who appeared out of nowhere, being so familiar with Tao Ning, infuriates Zhao Jingqun. Tao Ning even had to make up a lie about their relationship in front of that wild dog.

He looks at Tao Ning’s calm, small face, which is no bigger than his palm. The glasses he gave him are gone. His beautiful features are as delicate as a doll’s, enough to make any man have dark, lewd thoughts.

Cousin? He sneers in his heart. Does a cousin who wants to sleep with his cousin count? If so, then Zhao Jingqun is indeed Tao Ning’s good cousin.

More and more people are gathering around. Zhao Jingqun decides not to press Tao Ning on his silence. Instead, he begins to button the coat he put on Tao Ning, making sure not an inch of skin is exposed. He whispers, “I’ll deal with you on the bed later.”

The commotion attracts Song Rongguo, followed by Song Heng. When he sees Song Yucong, who is trembling and gasping for air, and hears the whispers from behind him, he feels he has lost face. He yells, “Why are you still standing there? Hurry and take the Second Young Master to the hospital!”

The ambulance arrives quickly. The servants rush to help Song Yucong into the car. He waves away one of their hands, turns his trembling head, and his cold phoenix-like eyes pierce through the crowd, locking onto Tao Ning. “…Tao Ning, come with me…”

Tao Ning’s heart sinks. Song Yucong has truly suffered a great injustice today because of him. He doesn’t know how things ended up like this again. How did they… how did they start fighting again? It seems that his targets cannot get along peacefully. As long as two of them meet, this kind of conflict is inevitable.

He can’t even imagine what would happen if all three of them met at the same time…

He was right about his firm decision—he must never let them know that he is involved with all of them at once.

Compared to his panic from the last time this happened, Tao Ning is much calmer now. He first tries to soothe Zhao Jingqun. “This is one of the people who sponsored me, bro… cousin…” This term sounds incredibly strange, but Tao Ning bites the bullet and says it anyway. “We can’t do this to him. I’ll go apologize to him and come back later, okay?”

Zhao Jingqun doesn’t fall for it. In his mind, every bit of Tao Ning, from his bones to his flesh, is his. He is meant to be held in his mouth and kneaded into his bones. Should he let his dearest treasure go see a wild dog? Impossible!

During all this, the person in question, Song Rongguo, doesn’t even spare them a glance. He says with a strained smile, “Young Nephew Zhao, can we move somewhere else to talk?”

Tao Ning tugs at Zhao Jingqun’s sleeve, blinking his watery eyes, half-pleading and half-acting spoiled. Zhao Jingqun’s eyes stare. He’s so stunned that his mind goes completely blank. When he comes back to his senses, a dark anger quickly burns from head to toe.

Who taught Tao Ning to do that?

Back in the deep mountains, Tao Ning was like a little wooden doll. Not to mention blinking his eyes like this to act spoiled, even if he smiled a little more, Zhao Jingqun would be so happy that he would spin Tao Ning around and beg him to smile a little longer. Now, after only two months apart, Tao Ning knows how to act spoiled?

Zhao Jingqun is so angry that his fists creak, and an ineffable sadness spreads through him. His precious treasure doesn’t need to act spoiled or do anything.

If Tao Ning just stands there, Zhao Jingqun will offer up all his priceless possessions like a proud father showing off a treasure.

When he comes to his senses again, his precious treasure has already moved to the ambulance. Zhao Jingqun doesn’t stop him anymore. Of course, the smile is also gone. Since he can’t bear to stop him, he’ll just have to suffer a little more.

Zhao Jingqun also forces a smile. “I mistook the Second Young Master Song for a thug who was harassing my cousin and accidentally hurt him. It was my fault. I hope Uncle Song can forgive me. I will come to your house with a big gift to apologize tomorrow, no, tomorrow.”

Each of them is a leader on their own turf. The apology is just a casual courtesy. Song Rongguo naturally understands this and doesn’t want to have an unpleasant relationship with Zhao Jingqun because he has been in a bit of trouble recently. His old rival, who he has been fighting with for a long time, has found some things about him that are not fit for public viewing.

Because of his reputation as a “son-in-law” and for killing his father-in-law, Song Rongguo is not particularly liked in the upper class. But he has a century-old family as his support and a good son, Song Heng. Taking advantage of his son’s promotion, he specifically set up this banquet to maintain his relationships with the powerful and influential. He hopes to get something that will also cause trouble for his old rival.

Although the Zhao family is far away in the neighboring province, those who are merchants by the sea know all about the arms dealer who once made a name for himself in Southeast Asia. Although the Zhao family now claims to be an ordinary family corporation, its ties to the military and political parties are deeply rooted and not comparable to a family that started as a small merchant.

Song Rongguo can’t afford to offend him, so he smiles and says he appreciates it. He then asks in confusion, “Is that child your cousin?” He knows Tao Ning’s name. When Song Heng said he was going to sponsor a country person, Song Rongguo didn’t take it seriously. He only saw Tao Ning once or twice and didn’t even give him a proper look.

He just saw such a beautiful child and thought he was Zhao Jingqun’s new lover and that’s why the conflict happened because Song Yucong wanted to steal him. He didn’t expect this child to be the country person they sponsored?

Zhao Jingqun’s expression doesn’t change much, but he admits that Tao Ning is his cousin.

But a “sworn” cousin.

Seeing that their relationship is not shallow, Song Rongguo has an idea. “Since he is your cousin, it seems that we have a deep bond. I will do my best to help that child and nurture him like a nephew, hoping he achieves great things and becomes a dragon. If you, young nephew, come to my home more often because of that child, my door will always be open.”

Since he returned to the Zhao family, many people want to curry favor with him, so Song Rongguo is no different. Besides, Zhao Jingqun wants to use the mouths of these people to learn more about Tao Ning’s recent situation.

He will indeed “come to the Song family more often.” Zhao Jingqun’s smile is a little sinister. “Then, this junior thanks you, Uncle.”

In the ambulance, Song Yucong is almost curled up in Tao Ning’s arms, trembling. His eyes are covered with a black eye mask, but his hands are desperately gripping Tao Ning’s sleeve, as if holding onto his only lifeline.

Tao Ning pats his back and is immediately grabbed by Song Yucong. He wipes away the continuous nosebleed and asks through gritted teeth, “…Is that asshole really your cousin?”

He’s not an idiot. He can tell that the clothes Zhao Jingqun is wearing are expensive. So many people came to the banquet at the Song family’s today. Although Song Yucong didn’t show up much, he can guess that Zhao Jingqun is one of them.

From what he knows, Tao Ning’s family is dirt poor. When did he get a rich cousin?

Tao Ning has never even called him “brother”! Why should he call that asshole “cousin”??

After a moment of silence, Tao Ning’s expression is calm because he is now able to lie calmly as long as it’s not a sudden situation, unlike how guilty he used to feel.

He nods. “Yes… It’s a kind of fate. We’re sworn cousins.”

Song Yucong’s nose hurts a lot. He can’t see Tao Ning’s expression, so he just holds him tighter. When he hears this, he immediately grins and shows his teeth. “Then tell me! When and where did this fate happen? Bumpkin, if you don’t make yourself clear today, you can forget about ever leaving my bedroom again!”

Tao Ning: “…”

Why are his targets becoming more and more difficult to deal with?

Sighing, Tao Ning’s mind wanders. He remembers the story he once told about the mountain god. He says hesitantly, “He and his sister got lost while they were traveling in our village. I was the one who saved them in the mountains. Uh… Later, we got along very well, so we became sworn brothers.”

Song Yucong laughs in anger. “Sworn brothers, my ass. Do you think you and he are Zhang Fei and Guan Yu? What? Am I Liu Bei?!”

Tao Ning thinks to himself, ‘Hmm, The Oath of the Peach Garden.’ This history is quite good.

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