Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Leaving this jungle, Song Yun looked at the winding path with exceptional excitement!

He had finally returned to the world of humankind!

Everyone in that village seemed as though they had been hidden there since ancient times. If it were a utopia like the Peach Blossom Spring, it might have been fine, but unfortunately, it was a filthy den!

Song Yun walked along the path with Wen Shu for about half an hour before they finally reached a dilapidated highway.

With many vehicles coming and going, Song Yun excitedly waved his hand, trying to hitch a ride.

But after more than ten vehicles had passed, no one dared to stop.

Because Song Yun's clothes looked filthy, and there were some blood-like stains on them, they certainly didn't want him to dirty their car interiors.

"Song... Song Yun, what are these things... they run so fast..."

Wen Shu clutched at the corner of Song Yun's clothes, anxious and fearful, as everything outside was very new and terrifying to her. She did not understand what these things were.

"Don't worry, when we get back, there will be people who specialize in teaching you how to quickly integrate into modern society."
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Song Yun said, somewhat frustrated.

He didn't yet know where this place was. If it was far from Magic Capital, wouldn't it take several days to get there?

His body was fine, even if he went without rest for several days and nights, he could withstand it. But he was still saddled with a little drag, as Wen Shu's constitution had already shown to be inferior in the village. Although she was beautiful with an impressive figure, she was very delicate and would be left panting weakly after just a short run.

Seeing the fast-moving cars with no intention of stopping, Song Yun could only continue walking along the highway with Wen Shu, while trying to wave down a ride.

As they walked on, they reached a motel. Wen Shu's stomach growled, and she looked at Song Yun with a blush. By her reckoning, she had not eaten for over thirty hours.

"Let's go, we'll grab something to eat."

Song Yun led Wen Shu into the motel. The proprietress saw Song Yun's dirty appearance and waved to drive him away.

But then Song Yun took off the ring on his hand, and the proprietress's eyes emitted bursts of bright light.

"We were robbed while traveling and had to walk back home. I hope the proprietress can show some mercy, lend us a room to take a bath, and let us have a simple meal. Then I will be fully satisfied."

After he finished speaking, Song Yun placed the ring in the palm of the proprietress's hand.

The proprietress held up the ring, and the green gem on it shone brightly, looking extraordinary at a glance.

Considering Song Yun's demeanor, as well as the handsome features hidden beneath the dust, she believed him to a large extent.

Besides, the young man only wanted to take the girl for a bath and a meal, which would not cost her much.

"Come on in."

The proprietress swung her plump hips and, with her head held high, led Song Yun and Wen Shu upstairs.

At the same time, in a conference hall of the Magic Capital hotel, Ye Qingqing sat backstage with a look of melancholy.

The news of Song Yun's disappearance could not be concealed after all, and the person who leaked the secret was Ye Qingqing's mother. She had called her daughter with good intentions, to comfort her, but who knew the daughter was completely unaware of the situation, and so... pandemonium ensued!

What followed was the turncoat behavior of many in Magic Capital. In their hearts, they had never accepted a young upstart like Song Yun becoming the richest man, towering above them. Now that they knew Song Yun was missing and might even be dead, one after another, they couldn't help but jump out!

After Ye Qingqing and her father suppressed several waves of business attacks, they discovered that, with the manipulation of some behind-the-scenes players, over 60 percent of forces in Magic Capital had formed an alliance against Song Yun.

In just a few hours, the stock prices of many companies owned by Song Yun had dropped significantly.

Meanwhile, Song Yun's father had disappeared with some people as well.

Sitting beside Ye Qingqing, Bai Qiu gently hugged her shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, when your husband comes back, he definitely won't let them off the hook!"

"Mom, it's all my fault for being useless, for not being able to safeguard Song Yun's wealth, wuwuwu..."

Ye Qingqing was currently pregnant and her emotions were already extremely unstable. Coupled with Song Yun's disappearance and the continuous bad news about the businesses, she truly felt like she couldn't hold on anymore.

"It's okay."

Bai Qiu stroked her daughter-in-law's hair, comforting her, "Even if... even if something really happened to Song Yun, there's still me and your father-in-law. Our family definitely won't collapse."

"Miss, the journalists are all here outside; should we start the press conference now?"

Mo Li pushed the door open and looked at Ye Qingqing's haggard face with concern as she asked.

"Let's start."

Ye Qingqing wiped away her tears, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with a murderous intent. A fragile woman wouldn't receive sympathy from her enemies; they would only attack her husband's legacy even more ferociously!

So, only by harboring thoughts of perishing together with them would they feel pain! Only then would they back down!

After Ye Qingqing left the backstage area, the voice of a woman arose behind Bai Qiu.

"Should we let those traitors die in some supernatural way?"

Behind Bai Qiu, Huang Baoding slowly walked out. Now in control of this body was the second soul, who believed she didn't have a good relationship with Song Yun. However, Song Yun had repaid her animosity with kindness by helping her in many things and fulfilling many of her wishes. At this critical moment, she couldn't bear to stab him in the back!

"No rush. If they really go mad, then we'll send them on their way."

At the front desk, Ye Qingqing sat in the main seat with more than forty media outlets bombarding her with questions. The whole hall was as noisy as a marketplace.

Countless flashes struck Ye Qingqing's face. She shielded her eyes slightly and tapped the microphone, "Everyone, please calm down. Today, we have enough time to answer any questions you may have!"

...

Song Yun had just taken an extremely satisfying hot shower. He dried his hair and walked into the dining room, where Wen Shu was happily devouring a big bowl of braised pork.

The landlady, leisurely cracking seeds, casually watched television. When she saw Song Yun, she showed off by touching the ring on her finger.

Song Yun sat down in the chair, poured himself a bowl, picked up some dishes, and ate.

"Sigh, when you're gone, you're gone, whether you're a commoner or some wealthy tycoon."

The landlady sighed, "You must be from a wealthy family, right? Take my advice: don't go dragging girls off on adventures for no reason. You ran into kind-hearted me this time, but you might not be so lucky next time. Look at the TV, the tycoon from Magic Capital is dead. Hopefully, it rings a bell for you!"

Song Yun sprayed out his drink while Wen Shu sitting opposite was sprayed with rice grains.

Watching Wen Shu's expression change from surprise to shock, and then from shock to saddness, his eyes reddening as if about to cry, Song Yun quickly apologized.

"Landlady, did the TV say the tycoon from Magic Capital is dead?"

Song Yun asked urgently.

The landlady nonchalantly spat out a seed shell and said, "That's right. They've been saying he's missing, but I reckon he's most likely dead!"