Chapter 215 Who is Right and Who is Wrong?
"Captain Chen, I'm done on my end. Is there anything else you need?" Gu Yanzheng asked, acting like a dutiful subordinate, as he approached Chen Zhenzhu.
Chen Zhenzhu rubbed her forehead. The "mummy making" process being conducted by the Heavenly Eye was interrupted. She frowned uncomfortably and said, "There are so many staff members here, really no one noticed anything was wrong?"
Gu Yanzheng glanced at her, opened the record and said, "There are quite a few people coming and going, but unfortunately most of them are negligent and don't care what's on display. Only one person questioned that 'Chen Bufan' wearing a Republic of China uniform didn't fit the tropes of a horror movie and wanted to change it to Qing Dynasty clothing."
"What are you talking about?" Shen Zhenzhu saw Lu Xiaobao and his colleagues carrying the mummified corpse out and decided to take a look around the museum to learn more.
Gu Yanzheng and she walked side by side around the museum. The three-story film and television museum was quite large, with twelve themed exhibitions. One of the exhibition halls was preparing a stage for the arrival of the stars the next day, and also had an autograph area and a photo area.
"It doesn't feel like a museum; it's more like a red carpet event," Gu Yanzheng said, pointing to photos of domestic and international celebrities on the wall. "The exhibits aren't that great, but the advertising is really strong."
Chen Zhenzhu looked at the photos of celebrities on the wall one by one. All the big stars had shown their support, including the celebrity couple she had seen last night.
The cleaning staff, who were preparing the photo, were wiping the picture frame with a rag when they noticed Chen Zhenzhu's gaze. They took down the couple's photo and said, "Teacher Gong and Teacher Jiang have a very good relationship. They live in the villa across the street. They often take walks along the beach and come in for a stroll when they get close."
“I heard they were from Liancheng, I didn’t expect them to be from so close,” Shen Zhenzhu said.
The cleaner said with pride, "Liancheng is so wonderful! It has mountains and sea, and the climate is great. Many wealthy people are willing to buy a house here. Teacher Gong is a native of Liancheng, and she's so beautiful."
Upon hearing news of Gong Qi again, Shen Zhenzhu had questions about her. Before Chen Yifan disappeared, they were still in a romantic relationship. Why didn't Gong Qi report him missing to the police?
Chen Yifan is an orphan, and if even his closest girlfriend doesn't report him missing, no one will care if he disappears... except for his devoted fans.
"I'm afraid the evening paper will publish the news that 'Chen Bufan's body has been found'," Gu Yanzheng said.
"You're here, I've found it." The staff member who was looking for "human models" or, more accurately, "human specimens" finally appeared.
She sneezed incessantly from the accumulated grime, and patted the dusty documents containing the imported "human specimens": "Officer, this is it."
Chen Zhenzhu took the few pages of materials and checked the codes on them, which matched those on the table at the bottom of "Chen Bufan's" feet.
Due to its age, the photograph quality is poor, and facial features are not clearly discernible. The material mentions an overseas human donor, an Indian national.
Gu Yanzheng said, "They have always been a major exporter of human bodies, occupying a large share of the world market."
"Thank you, sister. May I take this document with me?" Shen Zhenzhu asked.
Seeing that Chen Zhenzhu was being polite, the eldest sister generously said, "It's fine if you take it; no one will care."
Gu Yanzheng took the materials and flipped through them, then said in a low voice, "I'll contact the major suppliers later."
“Okay.” Shen Zhenzhu said, “Before I leave, I want to talk to Lao Deng and the others about Chen Bufan again. I don’t know much about Chen Bufan.”
Being able to recognize "Chen Bufan" at a glance after twenty years, Shen Zhenzhu believes that Chen Bufan must hold a deep place in her heart.
Gu Yanzheng knew more than Shen Zhenzhu, after all, he had been around since Chen Bufan became famous.
Old Deng and his group lingered outside the horror exhibition hall, while several of their companions were being interviewed by reporters, vividly recounting the moment they made their discovery.
"If Chen Bufan were still alive, we'd be about the same age." Old Deng followed Shen Zhenzhu to the window of the exhibition hall, took off his glasses to reveal red eyes, rubbed his face, put his glasses back on, and said sadly:
“In those days, we watched a lot of model operas. He acted in many model opera plays, as well as movies and TV series. He was good-looking and acted well. I heard that he was also well-liked in private.”
Shen Zhenzhu said, "I remember you said he was wronged? But I remember there were reports that he smuggled himself to a capitalist country."
Old Deng said, "This was not an isolated incident. Back then, many actors would go abroad to perform and then leave the group and abscond. Several such incidents would occur every year. After Chen Bufan disappeared, people said that he was a hypocrite, a rogue who played with people's feelings, and a traitor who betrayed the country and the people."
Shen Zhenzhu asked knowingly, "Whose feelings did he toy with?"
Old Deng said in a tone of disillusionment, "You might not believe it, but back then, it was rumored that Chen Bufan and Gong Qi were dating, and they were a famous golden couple in the film and television industry. But things are different now. Gong Qi has become a well-known and respected actress, while he... he stands in a dusty, cobweb-covered corner, watching the passing crowds, I wonder what he's thinking. How much pain he must be in. I heard from you that he lost all his internal organs. What kind of demons did he face?"
"Old Deng, please calm down." Chen Zhenzhu gently patted Old Deng's shoulder, comforting him, "Please help us recall, did he have any friends in the film and television industry back then? Did he offend any people?"
Old Deng asked, "My memory isn't great, so why don't we call them over too? They're all fans of Chen Bufan."
“Okay,” Chen Zhenzhu said.
When the other fans arrived, they surrounded Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng, reminiscing about events from twenty years ago. Some of their stories were tinged with rumors, requiring careful discernment.
"Back then, it wasn't as convenient as it is now. Being able to watch a movie was a big deal. Some movies we watched over and over again, and we could even recite the lines, but we still wanted to watch them again." Someone said, "Chen Bufan often appeared at the screenings. Sometimes he would chat with the crowd, sometimes he would sing, and he had no airs of a big star at all."
"He was young and impetuous, and also dashing and unruly, and seemed like someone you wouldn't want to mess with."
"But he is actually very kind-hearted. When fellow villagers ask him to bring them medicine, he always manages to get it for them."
"Hey, why are you bringing this up?"
"I'm telling the truth."
"I've seen him in plays. Back then, he would go to the Workers', Peasants' and Soldiers' University to do propaganda performances, and many female students admired him. But I heard he had someone he liked—"
"Gong Qi?"
"It must be her."
"Wait, why do I remember it being the singer Feng Xiaofeng?"
"It's Huang Bei, the famous fat woman, right?"
"If he hadn't left back then, he could have been on the local Spring Festival Gala. People who weren't as good as him have all made something of themselves now. But he went down the wrong path. Sigh."
"We don't know anything else, it's all just gossip and rumors, and we don't remember much of it after a long time."
"Anyway, none of us know why he disappeared. I want to believe him, but the ports where he smuggled himself were all photographed by reporters."
"I'm really afraid that someone will say he was murdered overseas, and they might even laugh at Chen Bufan for deserving to die."
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
Old Deng lowered his head and remained silent for a long while before raising his head and looking at Shen Zhenzhu expectantly: "Captain Shen, I've heard that you've solved many cases. I'm entrusting Chen Bufan's case to you. I believe he wouldn't do anything to betray the country and the people. Please let him be exonerated."
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As reporters emerged from the film museum, their numbers grew. They were blocked by security guards at the entrance, where the red carpet that had been laid out was trampled into mud.
The man with the mustache was furious and looked gloomy when he saw Shen Zhenzhu, Gu Yanzheng and the others come out.
When the reporters saw the people in olive green police uniforms come out, they first looked them over. One or two of them recognized Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng and told the others, "Don't mess with them," stopping the others who were eager to step forward.
“I called Gong Qi’s agency but no one answered. Luckily, her house is nearby, so I’m planning to go over and ask her directly,” Shen Zhenzhu said as she got into the car and closed the door.
Gu Yanzheng nodded slightly, talking to the Indian man on the other end of the line on his mobile phone. After talking for a long time, he hung up and said, "They want us to fax the human specimens over for verification. Wait for me in the car for a while, I'll go borrow a fax machine."
"good."
Shen Zhenzhu leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to ponder the entire case. First, she needed to find the murderer of Chen Bufan; second, she needed to uncover the truth behind his departure. Additionally, she needed to investigate the bombing case that Chen Bufan and Gong Qi had mentioned, as it might provide a breakthrough.
"It's been sent. They'll at least give us an answer tomorrow." Gu Yanzheng returned quickly, handing Chen Zhenzhu a hot roasted sweet potato. He started the Cherokee and said, "How about we have some afternoon tea before the higher-ups put any pressure on us?"
"This afternoon tea smells wonderful." Chen Zhenzhu peeled a roasted sweet potato; it was golden, soft, and fragrant.
While Gu Yanzheng was waiting at the red light, a roasted sweet potato appeared in his mouth.
Sizzling from the heat, Chen Zhenzhu mumbled, "You should have a bite too."
Gu Yanzheng took a bite politely and continued driving like a respectable gentleman.
"The community is divided into areas according to plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo and chrysanthemums. Gong Qi's home is in Building 5 of Bamboo Garden, which is the love nest that Jiang Luchao bought after their marriage."
Chen Zhenzhu asked, "When did you find out about it?"
Gu Yanzheng said, "You can't even handle such a small matter when you're handling a case for Captain Chen?"
"Hmm, well done, keep it up." Shen Zhenzhu was very pleased, leaning back in her chair, thinking that fortunes change every thirty years.
"Victoria Manor, what a prestigious name." The neighborhood is magnificent, with a royal garden feel to it.
"It has no substance." He didn't hesitate to criticize it, even though it wasn't built by Gu Yanzheng's family.
“That’s true. Victoria Manor is divided into four areas: plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum. It’s an awkward combination of Chinese and foreign elements.” Shen Zhenzhu could read her brother Zheng’s mind.
Villa No. 5 is located in a quiet corner, with an artificial river to the east that has frozen over. The trees along the river are bare, and fallen leaves are being blown about by the wind on the ice.
The villas at Victoria Manor are in the Chinese style.
The dark gray brick wall is two meters high, enclosing a small courtyard.
The doorbell rang, and the person who opened the door arrived late. Shen Zhenzhu thought it would be the nanny, but it turned out to be Jiang Luchao himself.
He was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat, his hair was messy, and he was wearing cotton slippers. On screen, he often portrayed upright, intelligent, and cultured cadres, but it was unexpected that he was so unrefined at home.
“We’re from the Liancheng Major Crimes Unit. We need to speak with Teacher Gong about a case,” Shen Zhenzhu said, showing her identification.
Jiang Luchao said impatiently, "Didn't you know to call before you came? She's not here." As he spoke, he made a move to close the door.
Gu Yanzheng blocked the door with his large hand and said, "It's the same as asking you."
Jiang Luchao said even more irritably, "I don't have time."
He slammed the door shut but failed, and glared angrily at Gu Yanzheng: "What, you still want to force your way in? Let me tell you, I'm good friends with your bureau chief."
Shen Zhenzhu smiled slightly: "Even if the director comes, if it involves a criminal case, you have a responsibility to cooperate."
Jiang Luchao knew he had run into two tough nuts to crack, so he reluctantly opened the door and said, "You have ten minutes. You don't need to change your slippers."
After passing through the wooden boardwalk in the courtyard, there is an exquisite fish pond on the right, surrounded by a circle of fruit trees. Following the path, there is a wooden house, which looks like a sauna.
"Teacher Jiang, if you have guests, I'll be leaving now." Unexpectedly, a minor celebrity was sitting in the living room.
She had an innocent look, rosy cheeks, and spoke softly. When she saw Chen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng, she even stood up to greet them.
Jiang Luchao said, "Next time you come to the company, I'll find you a good script. If you have any questions, I'll introduce you to an acting coach to help you figure it out. Don't just accept any scripts on your own."
“Okay, Teacher Jiang.” Chen Zhenzhu didn’t know the little star’s name, but her beautiful big eyes made her stand out.
She was wearing an off-the-shoulder sweater and a mini leather skirt. She picked up her leather coat from the sofa, walked to the door, bent down, and changed into leather boots.
After the young starlet left, Jiang Luchao jokingly said, "Miss Police Officer, if you want to be a star, you can come to my company. You fit my company's image perfectly, and you can earn much more than a police officer."
"Thank you for your kind offer, but I've never considered doing this kind of work," Chen Zhenzhu declined. "When will Teacher Gong be back?"
"Some opportunities, once missed, are missed forever." Jiang Luchao smiled, puzzled, and said, "She just went back to the film set to shoot a movie."
Gu Yanzheng asked, "Where is the film crew located?"
Jiang Luchao leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, lit a cigar, and said, "Shen City is a poor, remote place. That drama has no artistic value. I was invited to be the male lead, but I didn't agree. Let her go if she wants to."
Shen Zhenzhu sensed the arrogant attitude in Jiang Luchao's words.
“If you had come any later, I would have come to the film set too. I’m really worried that the crew won’t be able to take good care of her,” Jiang Luchao said with a half-smile, taking a drag of his cigarette and exhaling a few smoke rings.
"Do you know Chen Bufan?" Gu Yanzheng interrupted his gaze as he looked at Chen Zhenzhu, glancing at the wine bottles on the coffee table littered with cigarette butts, the air still thick with the smell of smoke and alcohol.
A huge photo hangs on the living room wall, showing Jiang Luchao and Gong Qi kissing on the beach, their white dresses billowing in the loving breeze. Even the seagulls flying overhead seem to be blessing them.
Upon hearing Chen Bufan's name, Jiang Luchao's expression changed slightly: "He's back?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "It's regrettable that we have found a body that is suspected to be Chen Bufan's. It is currently being examined, and there is a high probability that it is Chen Bufan. In the film and television industry at that time, you must have had some interaction, right? Especially Teacher Gong."
Jiang Luchao said seriously, "You're right. My wife had a brief relationship with Chen Bufan. But after Chen Bufan disappeared, my wife waited for him while she remained single until I persisted in pursuing her and she finally agreed to be with me. As you can see, we are very happy now. I was surprised that you suddenly mentioned him."
He could reasonably attribute his earlier expression to surprise. Shen Zhenzhu said, "Can you tell us who he usually associates with, whether he has offended anyone, or who you think killed him?"
Jiang Luchao frowned and asked, "How was he when you found him?"
Knowing that the news of "Chen Bufan's mummified body being discovered" would appear in the evening paper as early as today, there was no need to hide it. Shen Zhenzhu told the truth: "He was made into a human specimen and was found in the nearby film and television museum."
Jiang Luchao clutched his chest and gasped for breath, then bent down to open a drawer, took out his asthma medication, inhaled a few times, and exhaled a breath of stale air: "...How could this happen?"
Shen Zhenzhu asked, "Do you have any clues you can tell us?"
When Jiang Luchao gets serious, he embodies the upright and incorruptible cadre image he portrays on television: "I didn't have much contact with him. After I got together with my wife, we avoided mentioning that traitor, so we basically didn't talk about him. Later, when we attended public events, people who knew us would also avoid mentioning the name 'Chen Bufan'."
Shen Zhenzhu asked, "Can you explain why he's called a traitor?"
Jiang Luchao revealed a hint of sarcasm: "Chen Bufan was one of the top figures in our circle back then, and everyone was proud to be his friend. Who would have thought he would suddenly disappear? It's said that his lost belongings were found at the smuggling dock that the Lukou troops destroyed. Chen Bufan, like those traitors, is a complete fraud and a stain on my wife's life. Perhaps the person you found isn't him; the real him is living a carefree life overseas."
Shen Zhenzhu took out a business card and said, "If you ever remember anything, you can call the number on this card anytime."
Jiang Luchao glanced at his watch and said in a low voice, "Ten minutes are up."
Gu Yanzheng stood up and said, "In that case, we'll take our leave. Oh, Comrade Jiang, I think your wife trusts you a lot to leave you alone at home with a female celebrity. If it were me, I wouldn't want my lover to be alone at home with another woman."
Shen Zhenzhu paused in her act of getting up, then looked up at Gu Yanzheng.
Jiang Luchao laughed nonchalantly and said, "What's this? My wife and I have absolute trust. Even if she were in bed with a male director, I would treat it as if they were just talking about a scene. You see, our relationship is that good."
Chen Zhenzhu said in a formulaic way, "Thank you for your cooperation."
Jiang Luchao said with a smile, "If you really want to thank me, don't tell others that I know Chen Bufan."
Back in the Cherokee, Shen Zhenzhu contacted several celebrities in Liancheng through the city bureau. They all wanted to attend an event at the film and television museum, but unanimously denied knowing Chen Bufan.
"I don't know Chen Bufan. How could a scumbag like him have anything to do with me? Don't bother me... beep beep beep..."
"What does your Public Security Bureau mean by this? You're investigating a traitor and it's all my fault? Be careful, or I'll hire a lawyer and sue you."
"I still have to film movies, so Chen Bufan and Chen Feifan are not important."
"It's better that he's dead. He probably couldn't make it out there and couldn't come back, so he took his own life. I didn't know him; he was a sinner. Beep beep beep..."
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Looking at Shen Zhenzhu's worried expression, Gu Yanzheng asked, "Are we going to Shen City to find Gong Qi?"
“We definitely need to find her.” As Chen Zhenzhu spoke, her pager went off, displaying an address.
Chen Zhenzhu was overjoyed: "Brother Xizi found Chen Bufan's old party photos online and restored them. One of the male actors in the photos is currently living in Liancheng and has agreed to communicate with us."
As Gu Yanzheng drove out of the residential area, thinking of the solutions given by the two strategists, he casually said, "I'll go to Shen City with you."
"That's wonderful," Chen Zhenzhu said without any hesitation.
Following the address given by Zhou Chuanxi, Gu Yanzheng drove to the Shihaishan residential area in Lukou.
The person they had contacted beforehand was named Ma Jie, and he waved to them from the entrance of the residential area.
Ma Jie was not as famous as Jiang Luchao, and he was also very approachable. Upon hearing about Chen Bufan, he readily agreed to Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng's visit.
He was wrapped in a military overcoat and looked a lot like the uncle selling grilled lamb skewers by the roadside. His naturally curly hair was tucked into his pilling woolen hat. His most striking feature was his slightly long face. As he walked up to the car, he greeted the man familiarly, "Have we eaten yet?"
Shen Zhenzhu was amused by him: "Not yet."
Ma Jie turned and headed towards the barbecue stall at the entrance of the residential area: "Perfect timing, I'll call my buddies over to keep us company. Can we drink?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "I do not drink alcohol during work hours."
Ma Jie then turned to the barbecue vendor and said, "Fifty lamb skewers from Jinshi, twenty large beef skewers, ten corn cakes, and whatever else you have. Oh, and double the amount of grilled oysters, grilled leeks, and grilled lamb kidneys."
After ordering, he nudged Gu Yanzheng: "They're all good stuff."
Gu Yanzheng said in a low voice, "I don't need to eat those."
Ma Jie said generously, "Don't be so polite with me. We're all brothers running this place. I can put my bill on the tab here. Come on, let's go inside."
Shen Zhenzhu was indeed hungry. Gu Yanzheng whispered, "Don't worry, I'll pay the bill when you're done."
Ma Jie stood inside the store greeting them, pointing to a small blackboard on the wall: "Come and see if you'd like to order anything else?"
Chen Zhenzhu jogged over, glanced at the chicken wings, chicken feet, chicken hearts, and chicken gizzards.
Ma Jie chuckled, "That's really like wishing a chicken a Happy New Year."
Gu Yanzheng couldn't help but laugh at his witty remarks.
“I’m not a weasel.” Chen Zhenzhu asked for Ting Zhenzhen again.
Not long after, Ma Jie's brothers came out of the residential area. Four of them; you could hear the clattering of their slippers from afar. They seemed to be the same kind of people as Ma Jie—unconcerned with formalities.
I'd seen two of them on TV; they were both relatively unknown supporting actors. No one would recognize them standing on the street.
The grilled oysters arrived quickly, fragrant and plump with garlic, and the vermicelli was also flavorful. The plate was devoured in no time. Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng, who didn't drink, and the group of middle-aged men, who also didn't drink, each had a can of Zhenzhen's drink and were quite content.
While waiting for the other barbecues to finish, I happily shared my glorious past with Chen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng.
“Back then, we were all good brothers who hung out together. Bufan was more famous than us, often performed abroad, and could smuggle some videotapes. We would watch movies and have parties. Now we may not seem like much, but back then we were all pioneers in the industry.”
“In the late 1960s and early 1970s, model operas were everywhere. If you watched those love movies, it was considered spreading obscene content. Watching foreign films was considered spreading capitalist ideology. Anyway, the more dangerous it was, the more people liked it. More and more young people gathered around, and even those older than Chen Bufan called him ‘Big Brother.’”
"I'm not bragging, but Chen Bufan was a pioneer in promoting advanced film and television ideas in our era. Even today, many big-name directors and screenwriters in China have seen the films he brought in."
Ma Jie's brothers were all very outgoing and spoke fluently without needing Chen Zhenzhu to ask.
"Chen Bufan was arrested twice, but because his model operas were well-received and the masses loved them, he was released after being educated. We all thought the movie-watching gatherings could continue, but we never expected that they would be shut down in the end."
“Everyone is saying bad things about Chen Bufan now, treating knowing him as a stain on their lives. But we guys don’t think so. Although we’re not as successful as those people, Brother Chen helped us out back then, and we all remember his kindness.”
The barbecue vendor brought over ten large lamb kidneys, and Ma Jie and the others each grabbed a skewer and started gnawing on them: "Eat, this is really authentic and incredibly fresh."
Gu Yanzheng pursed his lips, picked up a skewer of large lamb kidneys, took a bite, then nodded and picked up a skewer for Chen Zhenzhu as well: "Try it, it doesn't taste weird."
Without saying a word, Chen Zhenzhu took a bite and gave a thumbs up: "It's so delicious!"
“Otherwise, how am I supposed to pay the bill?” Ma Jie leaned back on his stool and said to the man setting up a stall outside, “Did you hear that? All the ladies are praising your kidneys.”
Gu Yanzheng corrected him, saying, "Praise his roasted lamb kidneys."
Ma Jie looked at Gu Yanzheng, then at Chen Zhenzhu, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, his kidneys aren't as good as yours."
Shen Zhenzhu lowered her head and chuckled. Gu Yanzheng raised Zhenzhen's glass and clinked it with Ma Jie's, intending to shut him up.
"But some people said his love life was a bit bumpy back then," said the chubby guy with three chins sitting next to Ma Jie. "He was dating a girl named Gong Qi, who is quite famous now. It is said that her family did not approve of him because he has no parents, and he was kicked out when they met. Later, Gong Qi even argued with him, saying that she had other female friends who were close to him. We also saw them arguing at gatherings."
"I seem to remember that he felt Gong Qi had no boundaries in her relationships with men?"
“Speaking of Gong Qi, I’m reminded of something.” Ma Jie finished his lamb kidneys in a few bites: “At the movie screening party, the film was smuggled in by Chen Bufan. Gong Qi helped find the venue. She was an organizer, just like Chen Bufan, and a pioneer.”
The fat man with a triple chin said, "They used to argue a lot before they were arrested. Gong Qi said Chen Bufan was shirking responsibility, and Chen Bufan said she was having an affair with another man... How should I put it? I don't think Chen Bufan is an irresponsible person."
Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng exchanged a glance; it was Gong Qi again. Clearly, Gong Qi was a significant figure in Chen Bufan's life.
"What do you mean 'right'? Back then, some people even said that Chen Bufan cheated on his girlfriend." Ma Jie said, "Anyway, there are just too many people who like Chen Bufan and Gong Qi, so it's possible that there was a misunderstanding."
They chatted for a while, and after finishing their barbecue and saying goodbye, Chen Zhenzhu felt her head buzzing, as if she was overwhelmed with information.
"Good appetite, he ate three cornbreads and quite a bit of meat." Gu Yanzheng turned his car around and paid the bill for tonight before leaving. The barbecue vendor gave him two cans of Zhenzhen cigarettes and put them on the back seat.
Seeing that Chen Zhenzhu was dozing off, Gu Yanzheng said, "I'm going to refuel and head straight to Chen City tonight. You take a nap."
"The food was quite delicious, Ma Jie was right." Chen Zhenzhu fastened her seatbelt. She was too full from the meal and was a little relaxed in front of Gu Yanzheng.
She tried to sit up straight, but a warm cotton coat was draped over her head: "If you're sleepy, just sleep. You'll have to stay up all night."
Chen Zhenzhu poked her head out from under Gu Yanzheng's cotton coat and said, "Then wake me up and let me take over if you get tired of driving."
“I remember now, you’re a qualified driver too.” Gu Yanzheng said, “Okay, I’ll put on some music.”
Reassured, Chen Zhenzhu covered herself with her cotton coat, listened to the melodious music on the radio, and tilted her head, ready to fall asleep at any moment.
Just then, Gu Yanzheng spoke up, "I have a favor to ask of you when we get to Shen City. I'll tell you when I'm done."
Chen Zhenzhu mumbled in a daze, "Okay, I'll definitely help you."
Gu Yanzheng chuckled upon hearing this and said softly, "Alright, but don't go back on your word."
Shen Zhenzhu mumbled, "I'm not a puppy," and then fell asleep.
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