Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 163: Even the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Can’t Pierce Through Your Thick Skin_1

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Even the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Can’t Pierce Through Your Thick Skin_1

Song Yunuan didn’t waste words with her, but simply said in an eerie voice, "On June 5, 1950, you sent a drifter by the name of Lui Cheng to a place called Xia family village to kidnap my young uncle, Xia Xindong.

My young uncle was only five, but he had a photographic memory and was a genius. You were worried that he would find his way home and your crimes would be exposed, so, using the Shangguan family’s connections, you planned to send my young uncle away.

Then, on June 11 of the same year, you stuffed him into a closed truck heading to Xiangjiang. After that, there was no word from my young uncle. My grandmother searched everywhere she could, but little did she know that, within the country, even if she worked herself to death, she wouldn’t be able to find her youngest son.

On July 7 of that same year, Lui Cheng was found dead at home. The public security inspection revealed that he died suddenly after drinking. The man he drank with was named Yan Fu, your distant cousin, who, I’ve heard, died on the streets of Xiangjiang a few years ago.

Old hag Shangguan Yunqi, am I right or not? If I’m wrong, you’re welcome to correct me."

At the other end of the line, Shangguan Yunqi’s fierce expression had already turned to fear. She felt short of breath and her back was soaked with cold sweat, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Long-buried memories were suddenly revived.

The voice of the young girl on the phone was quite sweet, yet to her ears, it sounded like a demon coming to claim her life.

Her lips quivered, unable to utter a single word.

She wanted to hang up the phone, but she knew that she couldn’t do it.

On the other end, Song Yunuan kindly asked, "Old hag, are you alone? Don’t have a stroke or drop dead on me. I’ve still got a lot to say to you. You have to hang in there, summon the courage you had when you were stealing other people’s men and hold on, because it would be no fun if you got scared to death, would it?"

Shangguan Yunqi always prided herself on her innate beauty and composure. Whenever ladies gathered, she was forever the most elegant.

Her life had been smooth sailing, without much adversity. Even during the most difficult times, with Xia Bowen’s protection, she had it better than anyone else.

Nobody dared to call her an old hag, to mockingly recount the things she had done.

She was on the phone at home. Today there were others at home, her youngest son had returned and was talking with Xiaowan in the living room.

However, without her permission, no housekeeper was allowed to enter her room.

Shangguan Yunqi gripped the phone tightly, finally finding her voice, which still betrayed a clear sense of fright: "You... what nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Yunuan got impatient, "Quit acting. Everything I’ve mentioned is something you’ve done. You’d better hold on to the phone right now. I have something to ask you. Oh, and if you dare hang up, I’ll make sure to call Xia Bowen’s office at Beidu University or even send a report to your and Second Child Xia’s immediate superior department."

At the other end, Shangguan Yunqi felt her heart pounding erratically. She took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly, trying to calm herself.

How did Song Yunuan, a mere seventeen-year-old girl, know all this?

"Song Yunuan, have you gone mad? This is all in your imagination. Do you think anyone will believe you?"

Song Yunuan sneered, "It does not matter if they believe it. As long as they have doubts, that’s enough for me. Besides, humans love to watch a spectacle. I’ll make sure the report is juicy enough for some to enjoy. Then, Old Lady Shangguan, will you still be able to play the part of the elegant lady?"

Shangguan Yunqi’s face turned a purplish hue, feeling her scalp throbbing.

Song Yunuan said, "Originally, I didn’t want to confront you so soon, but you are just too malicious. Second Young Master Zhong is a madman; he was supposed to be your niece’s fiancé. When she didn’t want to marry him, you tried to pawn me off in her place. How could you be so cruel and unscrupulous? Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?

Oh, right. How could someone like you, with skin as thick as a city wall, be afraid of divine retribution? Not even the thunder of the nine heavens could penetrate your shameless face."

What, that there are bad rumors about me here? You shameless thing, don’t you realize you’re covered in shit yourself, thinking you can cover the sky with one hand? If you could really get Du Zhenhai out, then I wouldn’t call you an old hag, I’d call you an old lady.

My grandma really had the worst luck for eight generations, encountering the likes of you two—dog and bitch. My little uncle is only five years old; what has he got to do with you? If you didn’t want to take him, you could have just told Second Child Xia, but what you did, can that even be called human?

Stuffing a five-year-old child into a sealed truck, how could you be so cruel? And you still have the nerve to go to the guidance office?

I’m telling you, Shangguan Yunqi, this is just the beginning. You’d better pray that Xia Xindong is still alive. Otherwise, I swear I’ll make sure your Shangguan family is doomed.

Still want to take revenge on me?

I warn you, if any of my Song family’s relatives, young or old—even the big white geese in the yard—miss a single feather, I’ll make sure you die childless!

"Alright, now tell me, where is my little uncle, huh? And don’t you dare hang up on me. Otherwise, I’ll call your workplace right away. Oh, and your eldest son’s workplace too—I heard he’s about to be a section chief. Do you think what I say could affect your son? I really want to try it out."

Song Yunuan’s voice was light, but it sounded like it came from hell itself.

Shangguan Yunqi truly regretted making this phone call.

Trembling hands clasped the receiver, palms sweaty, and her back was soaked with sweat.

Ever since Song Yunuan opened her mouth, Shangguan Yunqi’s mind had been in chaos.

Just as it calmed down slightly, Song Yunuan shattered it again.

Habit told her not to care, this was just a country girl, 17 years old, with no power or influence at home—who would believe what she says?

Taking her down would be a piece of cake.

So she shouldn’t dare do anything to herself.

But at the same time, she felt Song Yunuan wasn’t that simple; she was terrifying, like a demon.

Mostly because of what she said just now—how did she know about those things?

Who told her?

Why did it seem like she had seen it with her own eyes?

Shangguan Yunqi couldn’t hold on any longer, her voice trembling but attempting to sound fierce: "Song Yunuan, dare to threaten me, and I’ll send you to jail. Do you know what you’d face there at 17? It’d make life worse than death. Tell me, who told you those things just now?"

"Who told me? Of course, it was someone you trust the most. Otherwise, how could I know all this so clearly?

Oh right, someone is watching you. If you’re smart, you’d best bring my little uncle back obediently. Don’t think about silencing him by killing him, otherwise, you’ll definitely regret calling me again."

Shangguan Yunqi clenched her teeth, her mind in turmoil, trying to remain calm: "It’s not convenient over the phone, come to Beidu, and I’ll tell you face to face."

Song Yunuan’s smile was gleaming: "You think I wouldn’t dare to come? Shangguan Yunqi, just don’t regret it when the time comes."

Shangguan Yunqi, holding back her horror: "I... I’ll go to Nanshan County Town tomorrow, I’ll tell you in person!"

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