A Divine Farmer

Chapter 255 - You Can't Do This to Me!

“Who are you?” Wan Tao felt a sinking feeling in his gut. He sensed that the caller wasn't just fooling around, but the number was unfamiliar to him.

“Don't concern yourself with who I am. Just make sure you keep a close eye on her. Someone might try to harm her tonight.” With those words, the caller abruptly hung up.

Wan Tao cast a suspicious glance at Zhang Xiaolong. “Could they be targeting Wenwen?”

“Whether they are or not, let's go check on Wenwen right now. If all is well, I'll stay with her. I'm curious to see who would dare stir up trouble in Clear River Village,” Zhang Xiaolong said, his voice growing icy.

Witnessing Zhang Xiaolong's anger for the first time, Wan Tao felt a shiver run down his spine, though Xiaolong hadn't fully unleashed his fury.

A single sentence had such an effect; Wan Tao couldn't imagine the full extent of Xiaolong's rage. Who exactly was Zhang Xiaolong? The enigma surrounding him seemed to deepen by the moment. Was this the legendary aura of menace that one could exude, something he'd only read about in novels? Wan Tao pondered, astonished.

Without further contemplation, Zhang Xiaolong was already on his way to find Chu Wenwen, and Wan Tao wasted no time in following suit, both of them rushing to her place.

“Where's Wenwen?” Upon arriving at Chu Wenwen's residence, they found everyone present except for her.

“Didn't Director Wan send Wenwen to check on the lighting? She's been gone for ten minutes,” a crew member remarked.

“What? Who called her away?” Wan Tao's anxiety spiked at the news.

This was no mere lighting issue; it was infinitely more critical.

If it were just a lighting glitch, Chu Wenwen's talent would shine through regardless. Even if she had to perform beneath a few faulty bulbs, the worst she'd face would be a bit of ridicule, and the concert could simply go unaired.

But now she was missing, and if something had happened to her, it wouldn't be something one could atone for with an apology.

“It was one of the new guys…” Realizing the gravity of the situation, the staff member's complexion turned pale as he quickly recounted the events in full detail.

“Xiaolong, what do you think we should do…” Wan Tao turned to ask Zhang Xiaolong, only to find that he had already vanished.

“Director Wan, we're running out of time. The concert is about to start. What are we going to do?” The staff member was visibly distressed.

I had assumed that Director Wan had summoned Chu Wenwen because the lighting issue had been resolved. Little did I know it was all a ruse.

With no lighting and the star performer missing, it seemed the concert was inevitably going to be canceled.

“Director Wan, continue with the concert preparations. I'll bring Chu Wenwen back in no time, and there will be no delays,” Zhang Xiaolong's voice assured us.

The staff exchanged bewildered glances. They hadn't seen Zhang Xiaolong anywhere, yet his voice was resonating around them. Could this be some kind of haunting?

“Director Wan, Mr. Zhang, he…” A makeup artist looked up to the sky, her voice tinged with awe, “Is this some kind of long-distance voice projection?”

In films and novels, characters with advanced martial arts skills possess various mystical abilities. Those of us in the film industry are well aware that such things are pure fiction. But now, it seemed to be happening for real.

“Alright, since Xiaolong has a plan, let's not worry,” Wan Tao tried to reassure everyone, though he himself was uncertain. “Xiaolong is quite the master. Let's keep this quiet, though, to avoid upsetting him.”

“Absolutely…”

At first, there was a buzz of excitement, but they soon realized the gravity of the situation. Angering Zhang Xiaolong could have dire consequences.

After all, Zhang Xiaolong had looked after us all recently, and no one wanted to stir up trouble.

With Director Wan's instructions, everyone resumed their tasks, preparing for the concert as if everything were proceeding normally.

……

Zhang Xiaolong tracked her tirelessly. Chu Wenwen carried the scent of Essence Dragon Makeup, a fragrance faint to the average person but distinct and long-lasting.

For Zhang Xiaolong, this scent was even more pronounced, guiding him on his quest.

Chu Wenwen was clearly duped into the car, which sped off at a breakneck pace. In under thirty minutes, they had covered nearly a hundred kilometers. With her pursuers lagging behind, she feared the worst.

“Where are you taking me?” she asked, her complexion ghostly pale.

She had sensed trouble the moment she entered the car, but by then it was too late. Now, as the driver raced away, her anxiety mounted.

The car was moving so swiftly that even if Xiaolong and the others realized she was gone, catching up seemed impossible. Was there truly no escape this time?

“Don't worry, Miss Wenwen,” the driver said with a smirk, “our young master is quite fond of women. If you cooperate, not only will you be unharmed, but becoming a hundred times more famous won't be out of reach.”

“Who is your young master?” Chu Wenwen inquired, struggling to keep her voice steady.

”You'll find out soon enough. But don't even think about reporting him; you're not capable of that,” he cautioned. “Cooperation will bring you benefits, but resistance will lead to nothing but your downfall. You're smart enough to know what's best for you, right?”

His words hung in the air as he pulled the car into a secluded woodland.

Chu Wenwen's trembling intensified; escape seemed utterly impossible.

“Miss Wenwen, we meet again. Have you been well?” A man outside opened the car door, gesturing for her to exit.

“Director Fong?” Recognizing the man, Chu Wenwen's fear escalated rather than subsided.

Fong Zihao's notoriety was no secret in the industry.

And with his substantial connections, he was far more formidable than the wealthy young man Mrs. Yang had once introduced her to. He was not someone Chu Wenwen could afford to cross.

The other party had subtly hinted at her before and even sent someone to extend an invitation, all of which she declined for various reasons. Yet, she never imagined that this person would resort to illegal means to abduct her.

“Why? Surprised to see it's me?” Fong Zihao wore a gentle smile. “You had the audacity to reject me and then to add insult to injury, you sought out a farmer to disgrace me. You must have known retribution would come.”

“Seek out a farmer to disgrace you?” Chu Wenwen was puzzled by his accusation. “I did no such thing. Though I turned down the opportunity to work with Director Fong, I would never foolishly stoop to humiliating him.”

“Really? I hope that's true. Honestly, I didn't put much stock in that person's words. But proving your innocence to me is quite simple. If we spend this delightful evening together, I'm sure all will become clear,” Fong Zihao proposed, his smile undulating with intent.

“No… you can't treat me like this…” Chu Wenwen pleaded, her voice tinged with terror.