Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Before Wang Huan’s words had a chance to settle, Zheng Huihui shouted angrily, "What’s the point of saying that now? What’s the use of saying all this after you’ve lost Zhou Zhou? Isn’t the whole point of not going out alone to enter and leave together, to be aware of each other’s presence, to prevent outsiders from taking advantage, to avoid giving anyone something to talk about? If you had been talking to her the whole time, how could you have lost her?"

"I didn’t do it on purpose, I just turned around to catch a few Golden Cicadas, and when I looked back, Zhou Zhou was gone." Wang Huan’s round face was streaked with tears, looking both disgraced and regretful.

"Who knows if you did it on purpose? Otherwise, how did Zhou Zhou’s flashlight end up in your hands?" Zheng Huihui snorted.

Wang Huan tightened her grip on the semi-new flashlight in her hand, defending herself, "Why would I intentionally lose Zhou Zhou? We all come from different places, united by a common revolutionary goal."

"Then why don’t you finish the sentence? That all of us in this team should care for and look after each other?"

Liao Aidang, who disliked Zheng Huihui’s showy nature and was wary of her connections with the elite from the Capital, as well as her recent dealings with the Lu Family, cut her off rudely, "Enough, enough, what’s the point of arguing now? Shouldn’t we be looking for Zhou Zhou instead of arguing? By this time, we could have found her already!"

Zheng Huihui, unhappy, continued, "It’s clearly her fault; Zhou Zhou is the youngest, frail and delicate, she has never gone out alone before. If anything were to happen to her, I wonder if you could live with your conscience!" still pointing her finger at Wang Huan.

Upon hearing Zheng Huihui’s words, Feng Qingxue couldn’t help but look at her in a new light.