Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute

Chapter 139: Chapter 138: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (12)

Every time she brought fruit to his room, she could see him scowling, gripping his cell phone, and sulking.

She had never seen anyone who, despite being so unwell, still wanted to head back to C City to aid in disaster relief.

Although she somewhat admired her cousin, she also felt that her mother was right.

On the television, the floods in C City were extremely dangerous, not at all inferior to the calamity facing her own home. It would be so dangerous for her cousin to return at this time!

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching the news, she bit into an apple and casually remarked,

“Mom, cousin is so anxious to go back to C City, could it be that he’s in a hurry to save his little cousin-in-law?”

Huh?!

Song Xiuyi regained her senses and slapped her hand, “That’s it! How could I forget about that.”

Turning her head, she began to interrogate Tang Zelin.

“I forgot to ask you about this, but I heard from that Yuan Xiao kid that you seemed to have found a fiancée behind your dad’s back? Is it true? Is there such a person? Where is the girl from? What does she look like, and what is her character like? You’re in such a rush to return to B City, it can’t all be for disaster relief. Could it be that you’re hurrying for her sake?”

Her rapid-fire questions were like a barrage aimed at Tang Zelin.

He felt his head swell in an instant and capitulated in front of his young aunt, “Auntie, hold on, stop for a second. You’re asking so much all at once, let me answer one at a time.”

Just as Song Xiuyi was about to say that any question would do,

Tang Zelin cut in, “Besides, it’s all talk with no real substance. You believe Yuan Xiao’s nonsense; there’s no such thing.”

“There’s no smoke without fire. Would people make it up if there was nothing going on?”

With no excuses left, Tang Zelin could only listen humbly to the lecture.

Saying things like “If you had said something earlier, I’d have been concerned for the young lady and could have spoken well for you to your dad before the New Year.”

Or “C City is so dangerous, and you being so worried that you can’t eat or drink, insisting on going back, would be understandable.”

Tang Zelin listened, his face going a bit red.

When had he ever been so worried that he couldn’t eat or drink?

However, a lightbulb went off in his mind. If pretending this way would get them to let him leave, then it wouldn’t be such a bad thing, so he changed his tune.

“Right, auntie, I need to check on my… uh, fiancée or something. I’m worried.”

He emphasized the word “worried,” biting down on it to show that he truly, absolutely, urgently needed to return to C City.

After thinking about it, Song Xiuyi suddenly stood up, hurried to Tang Husheng’s office, and made a phone call.

As she walked, she muttered, “If indeed it’s a girl you’ve taken a liking to, no, we should have your dad bring her to the provincial city too. It’s too dangerous otherwise.”

Behind her, by the sofa, Tang Zelin was, quite simply, done for.

Old ginger is indeed spicy!

Next to him, Zhan Yue pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Tang Zelin cast her a stern glance, “You little girl, causing trouble for your brother.”

“I think you’re better off staying at home, cousin.”

Everyone says stay at home, stay at home, but in times of peril, if no one is willing to step forward, who will bear the brunt of these overwhelming hardships?

Ultimately, two days later, Tang Zelin finally received the order he had been hoping for from his military superiors.

Return to the unit.

Clad in his military uniform, looking pale yet more spirited than ever, Tang Zelin boarded the vehicle bound for the disaster area of C City amidst his family’s somber and worried gazes.

In the lingering farewell glances, neither side anticipated.

That after this parting, it would take such a long time for them to see each other again.

C City, inundated with floodwaters, was a vision of desolation.

After the torrential downpour that raged for days had finally stopped, the sunlight pierced through the layers of clouds, warmly shining upon the earth.

The whole city’s disaster relief efforts could now be quickened, with meticulous inspections for any oversights, striving not to abandon any civilians waiting for rescue.

The sky, rare in its clarity, Su Shu opened the doors and windows of the presidential suite, welcoming the breath of fresh air rushing in.

In her past life, C City first experienced several days of darkness before the torrential rains came pouring down.

This time, the flood arrived first.

So then, with the sun shining in the sky now, could it be… about to set?

She wondered if the government would still be able to control the signs of unrest in the areas around C City this time.

Despite the joy outside, Su Shu’s mood was not the same; she was contemplating whether she could continue to stay in the hotel.