Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 147 Suddenly the Fiancé Goes Mad_1

Chapter 147: Chapter 147 Suddenly the Fiancé Goes Mad_1

Third Child Xia was dumbfounded by the kick that came flying at him.

For many years, no one had dared to curse or hit him.

He remembered back in his hometown, when he wanted to divorce that woman, how his former father-in-law chased him around the village with a rolling pin, calling him an ungrateful white-eyed wolf.

When his older brother got divorced, no one dared to say a word.

But when it was his turn to divorce, the entire village denounced him.

Everyone called him a heartless man.

But their ends turned out to be very miserable.

Third Child Xia held his chest, looking at Zhu Feng with resentful eyes, incredulous as he gazed at Xia Xinshan standing by her side, and the young girl who had just kicked him.

Could it be Xia Guilan, that girl who grew up in the provincial city but was then sent back, Song Yunuan?

Thinking of what his sister-in-law mentioned in passing, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes: damn girl, so disrespectful, just you wait, you’ll get what’s coming to you.

By this time, people had started to gather around slowly, and before long, quite a crowd had formed outside the Xia family’s front door.

For some reason, no one came to help him up.

The tricycle driver had to come over and help the guest up, having no other choice.

He had overheard the commotion as well.

And understood most of it.

He felt that the young girl’s kick was well-deserved, and so was the scolding; it was supremely satisfying.

Your older brother is already divorced, and here you are showing off. You even ridicule her for being old enough to be a mother.

What kind of talk is that? Is that something a human would say?

Third Child Xia first glared at Song Yunuan with gritted teeth, furious: damn girl, so strong, that kick really hurt his chest.

He would deal with her after getting his stuff, and if she didn’t kneel down and kowtow three times to him, he wouldn’t let her off.

Third Child Xia pointed at Zhu Feng, just about to scold her, when Xinshan lashed out with a willow branch: "You bastard, dare to point a finger at my mom? Point again, and I’ll chop your fingers off."

Everyone’s eyes widened.

This Xinshan was formidable!

"What Xinshan said is right. If anyone dares to humiliate my mom and point fingers at her, I will chop their fingers off as well."

"Yeah, why come over early in the morning for no good reason, spouting such unlucky words."

"But what exactly happened, Xinshan? Who is he?"

Xinshan simply shook his head: "I don’t know either."

But Zhu Feng bluntly explained: "This is the brother of my late husband, the very Xia Sanshuo who drove me and the children out of the village."

Third Child Xia’s face turned ashen with rage, wishing he could burn all the people in front of him alive.

They all didn’t take him seriously at all.

He glared at Zhu Feng venomously: "You dare curse my older brother to death?"

Perhaps he was reminded of his miserable past life and present life.

Or perhaps anger gave him courage.

Thinking of his youngest son whose fate was unknown, Zhu Feng was filled with hatred. She really wanted to rush forward and beat Third Child Xia to death, but then she remembered what her daughter and Little Nuan had said. Yes, she needed to keep him alive, just in case he knew the whereabouts of her youngest son.

So, Zhu Feng, holding back her anger and hatred, said: "Third Child Xia, go back and ask Shangguan Yunqi if my former man is dead or not."

Third Child Xia immediately shut his mouth.

He was also aware of the threat to Zhu Feng.

At the time, I didn’t feel anything was wrong, but now it sounds particularly grating to my ears.

He’s relying on his second brother now. Without the second brother, the Xia family would be done for.

"Cut the crap. I didn’t come here today to listen to your old lady’s nonsense. You have no relation to my Old Xia family. What gives you the right to take away the heirloom of my Old Xia family? That’s too much. Hand it over quickly. Let’s keep to our own sides, but if you don’t hand it over, don’t blame me for accusing you of theft and sending you to prison!"

Indeed, that was their pretext for coming.

Old Xia family’s heirloom?

Zhu Feng was about to deny it, but Song Yunuan touched Grandma Xia’s shoulder and stepped forward.

It was when she, Third Child Xia, was kicked to the ground by her that one scene after another was triggered.

It was about Third Child Xia and his ex-wife.

More precisely, about his dead ex-wife.

Back then, Third Child Xia wanted to go to the city to work as a laborer, scorned his wife Huang Xiaocui for being a country woman, and wanted a divorce. Unlike Xia Bowen, he insisted on taking his only son with him.

He naturally didn’t want the daughter and just dumped her on Huang Xiaocui.

But Huang Xiaocui absolutely refused to agree to the divorce. Her father was the butcher from the neighboring village, and she was on the verge of living a life of extreme wealth. A divorce would mean she’d have nothing.

Arguments and beatings ensued, but Third Child Xia was adamant about the divorce.

So, Huang Xiaocui planned to drink pesticide, but she filled the bottle with water. The first time, she scared Third Child Xia off the idea of divorce, but once he learned it was fake, she replaced it with real pesticide. After making a few commotions on purpose, Huang Xiaocui actually drank it.

Third Child Xia only pretended to rush her to the village clinic after she had breathed her last.

Later, he left his daughter with his father-in-law and took his son with him to the city. That same year, he married a young woman and now has two sons and a daughter.

Song Yunuan’s eyes darkened and her lips curled into a faint smile as she said, "Heirloom? Of course there is one. So, have you come to take the heirloom of your Old Xia family away this time?"

Third Child Xia brightened with joy. This Song Yunuan, she’s quite the operator. Did she want to go with him to Beidu?

Not to mention, among the girls of the Old Xia family, this one was the prettiest of them all.

A thought crossed his mind. Before coming, his sister-in-law had spoken to him about adjusting his actions based on circumstances, to see for himself how this person called Song Yunuan looked.

Actually, his niece was engaged, but last year, her fiancé suddenly developed a mental illness, a terrifying kind that made him violent and mentally unstable.

The Shangguan family wanted to call off the engagement, but the other party wouldn’t agree, even threatening to destroy everything if the engagement were broken off.

But that was in Xiangjiang, where his sister-in-law couldn’t offer much help. The niece had fled to Beidu and was now living at the second brother’s house.

That woman acted all high and mighty. Didn’t she know she was all thanks to the second brother’s kindness?

But on second thought, as per what she claimed, if the girl was pretty, it wouldn’t be impossible for her to replace her niece and become the bride instead.

Because the sister-in-law mentioned she would pay a handsome sum of money.

The other party would surely agree since she was also the granddaughter of Xia Bowen.

With these thoughts, Third Child Xia beamed at Song Yunuan and even spoke with feigned kindness, "Which girl are you, huh? That kick of yours just now was too strong. I’m your elder and won’t hold it against you. Tell me, what is this heirloom? I’ll buy you some candy."

Just then, a horse-drawn carriage clopped its way from a distance.

A group of people alighted from the carriage.

The entire Song family had turned out, including Song Ting.

Old Mrs. Song’s intention was clear; this was an unavoidable relationship. Although they were enemies, it was precisely for this reason Song Ting needed to know who to be wary of.

Lest she meet them and not recognize them, mistaking them for good people.

Xia Guilan glanced at the man over fifty at the door, thought for a moment, but still had no recollection.

But this had to be Third Child Xia.

A man with a heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog, who almost starved her and her older brother to death.

Song Yunuan signaled to her family with her eyes, telling them to keep quiet for now.