An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 133 Looking Down On?

A white sedan gradually drove away from the city center and headed towards the suburbs.

In the back seat of the car, a young man and woman sat side by side, one on each side.

The man was gentle and refined, and the girl was pretty and charming.

"Teacher Wen, where exactly is that place you mentioned?" Meng Youyou asked, pressing her head against the car window and peering out.

Wen Cenqing smiled and explained, "That place is a bit far. Don't worry, you'll see when we get there. I don't think you'll be disappointed."

Meng Youyou straightened up, pulling her forward-leaning body back, and turned to look at the person next to her: "You also prepared fishing gear for me, right? When I asked you for advice last time, you said you would take care of it, so I really didn't bring anything."

Wen Cenqing's smile widened: "Of course."

Meng Youyou continued the conversation, "I forgot to ask you last time, when did you start liking fishing?"

"..."

Lu Feng drove, trying his best to ignore the man in the passenger seat whose face was extremely sour.

"Drive faster, don't lose them!" Huo Qingshan repeated this sentence countless times along the way.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Lu Feng said speechlessly, "The military and police are not separated, and their investigative knowledge is interconnected. Do I need to remind you what the consequences might be if you follow too closely?"

Huo Qingshan fell silent, his gaze fixed on the end of the bend where the black sedan had disappeared after turning the corner half a minute earlier, through the windshield.

Lu Feng glanced at the man's expression through the rearview mirror, then stopped hesitating, stepped on the gas, and the car accelerated, speeding forward like a runaway racehorse. After rounding the bend, an endless straight road stretched before them, and in the distance, the white sedan appeared as a tiny white dot moving steadily along.

Seeing this, Lu Feng immediately stopped and reduced the car's speed.

He noticed that the man beside him seemed to have loosened his clenched fists silently. After thinking for a moment, he spoke up: "When I went to see her that day, guess what she said to me?"

Huo Qingshan turned his head and looked over.

Lu Feng didn't expect him to respond and continued speaking on his own: "She told me not to look down on her. Besides being Huo Qingshan's girlfriend, she is also a member of the border defense force."

Lu Feng left things unsaid, implying that Huo Qingshan would understand, since she was his lover and he should know her better than he did.

In the small but not too big reception room, steam was rising from the rim of the cups on the coffee table.

Outside the window, the soldiers' resounding slogans echoed day after day. The girl sitting on the sofa had bright eyes and asked him earnestly, "Captain Lu, if I weren't Huo Qingshan's girlfriend, but just an ordinary military translator, would you come to me in this situation?"
If the answer is yes, then please stop worrying about it; this is my mission.

The girl smiled and winked, half-jokingly and half-seriously saying, "Our commander said that there isn't a single coward in the 624th Regiment, and I can't let him down."

In the suburbs, the hustle and bustle of traffic is gone, replaced only by the rustling of leaves in the breeze, the chirping of birds, and the distant barking of dogs from some farmhouse.

Inside the car, Huo Qingshan remained silent after hearing Lu Feng's words, staring intently at the small white dot in front of him. His brows furrowed and relaxed repeatedly, as if struggling back and forth, until the increasingly smaller white dot disappeared from their sight once again.

At this point, the man finally spoke, saying, "Just do it at your own pace."

As Huo Qingshan said this, a dark and ambiguous light swirled in his eyes, which Lu Feng noticed.