Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 173: Are You Two Filming a Movie Here!_1

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Are You Two Filming a Movie Here!_1

Song Yunuan ambled back home.

Initially, she wanted to help with some work, but since Chu Zizhou didn’t appreciate it, she dropped it.

Chu Zizhou stood at the entrance of the brigade headquarters, pondering something, when he saw Gu Huai’an riding a horse towards them from afar.

Chu Zizhou blankly watched as the white horse slowly trotted past him.

In no time, he saw Gu Huai’an on the white horse, Song Yunuan on Big Jujube, and the excited, shouting Song Mingsheng she held in front of her.

Song Yunuan even waved at him.

Chu Zizhou, snapping back to reality, hastily asked, "Where are you all going?"

Song Yunuan replied first, "We’re going with Brother Huai’an to the trial flight base."

"You are riding there?"

Song Yunuan chuckled, "Otherwise, would you lend me your jeep?"

Chu Zizhou immediately shook his head, "I still have a meeting to attend."

He turned and walked away.

At this moment, the road was nearly empty, so they sped up and quickly galloped off into the distance.

Chu Zizhou: ...

He felt a pang of jealousy—anyone who didn’t know better might think they were filming a movie!

Of course, the presence of that kid was a bit of a buzzkill.

Chu Zizhou felt that Song Yunuan’s earlier comment was right; he needed to work hard and strive for an early transfer.

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After getting home, Shangguan Yunqi tidied up and sat in her bedroom.

For a moment, she felt as if everything was a dream.

But then, there was a knock at the door.

Soon after, Xia Ming entered and told her that he had arranged a hospital appointment. Xia Bowen would drive back soon and then take her for another check-up.

Xia Ming told her he had an important meeting and couldn’t accompany her to the hospital.

He would try to come back as early as possible after the meeting.

This meeting was crucial, involving a significant financial project measured in billions.

In the documents, the project was listed among the top three in priority.

This showed its level of importance.

It was then that Shangguan Yunqi realized everything that had happened in Nanshan County Town was real, and she wasn’t dreaming.

She looked pale.

She told Xia Ming, "Hurry to your meeting. Don’t worry about me—I just need some rest."

Xia Ming replied, "There’s no one at home; I’m not at ease," and then complained, "Where has Xindong run off to now?"

Shangguan Yunqi weakly waved her hand, "I don’t need anyone."

But Xia Ming insisted, "I’ll wait until my father comes back, then I’ll leave."

Xia Ming, three years younger than Xia Xindong, was born in 1948 and was thirty-two years old that year.

He naturally had already established his family and career.

He looked the most like Xia Bowen and was the smartest of the children.

Shangguan Yunqi’s mind was in total chaos.

Just as she was about to refuse again, she saw Xia Ming close the door, take a step forward, and speak earnestly yet solemnly, a stark contrast to his usual gentleness. He said word by word, "It wasn’t convenient to speak on the train, so I never asked you. But we’re at home now. Mom, tell me the truth. Did you really go to Nanshan County Town to see Song Yunuan?"

Shangguan Yunqi’s expression shifted, but she firmly insisted that was the case.

Xia Ming frowned, "Mom, I understand your character. Even if you were anxious, you wouldn’t have gone to meet her in person."

"I care about your cousin; why wouldn’t I go see for myself? What if she isn’t as pretty as your uncle claimed? Then wouldn’t I have been worried for nothing?

Alright, this matter has nothing to do with you. Go to your meeting."

Xia Ming fell silent, then turned and opened the door.

Before leaving, he seriously said, "Mom, our fates are tied together now. If you really have a problem, I can’t possibly come out unscathed."

Shangguan Yunqi’s lips moved, but she didn’t reveal the fact that Song Yunuan was now threatening her with something she had done.

In the eyes of others, her entire life was one of noble elegance and happiness.

Moreover, she had many friends.

Everyone had a good impression of her.

Even the college students at school kindly called her Director Shangguan.

Song Yunuan was right about one thing—people nowadays love to watch drama, especially the kind that involved someone like her.

This topic was already popular for discussion.

Sometimes it was just for the sheer pleasure of gossip.

Forget whether it’s true or not, watch the drama unfold first before anything else.

Even if it’s false, and she never did it, in some people’s eyes, she would still be the prime suspect.

Not to mention if it was indeed done by her.

Shangguan Yunqi despised that Song Yunuan but was, regrettably, powerless against her.

Could she tell Xia Ming about it?

Could she really tell him that she had stuffed five-year-old Xia Xindong into an airtight truck and sent him to Xiangjiang?

And that Xia Xindong has been kept in an underground laboratory ever since then?

Dare she say it?

Shangguan Yunqi didn’t dare to speak; her mind was in turmoil, and she didn’t dare delay. She immediately went to call her elder brother.

The other party was neither at home nor in the office. Shangguan Yunqi screamed, "Go find him and tell him something’s happened at home, and to call me back immediately."

The person hurriedly agreed.

Meanwhile, Xia Ming, who was preparing to go to a meeting at his unit, didn’t expect to run into his father who had just been sent back by the driver at the front door.

Xia Bowen had been in a terrible mood these last few days, his brows deeply furrowed. Seeing Xia Ming, his face also appeared very grim.

Xia Ming asked directly, "Dad, did you know about the thing with mom wanting Song Yunuan to replace Xiao Wan and marry into Xiangjiang?"

Xia Bowen didn’t know the specifics, after all, communication was very inconvenient now, relying on landline phones or even sending telegrams.

Thus, Xia Ming hadn’t had the opportunity to call, and Shangguan Yunqi was even more clueless about how to make the call.

There were many things Xia Bowen still didn’t know.

But he was clear about this matter.

Xia Bowen, frowning, said, "Your mother told me she wanted to call and ask if Song Yunuan agreed or not. I was busy with work and didn’t think too much about it, so I told her, if Song Yunuan agrees, then send her to Xiangjiang; if not, forget it."

Xia Ming incredulously looked at Xia Bowen, "Dad, you know that Second Young Master Zhong is a lunatic, right?"

Xia Bowen: "Life in the countryside is tough. If she wants to go, isn’t it much better than marrying some old man?"

Indeed, nowadays, there were quite a few girls who, in order to go abroad or to Xiangjiang, would prefer marrying an old man.

Xia Ming, word by word: "Dad, do you know about Song Yunuan’s social relationships?"

Xia Bowen was startled by the question, "Your mother said she was switched at birth, and now the Qin family has sent her back to the countryside. She doesn’t like rural life; she’s either hanging herself or jumping into the river, causing the Song family to be in chaos. She said recently Song Yunuan has also been involved with an older man from an inn, becoming unclear about her boundaries. What, has she reconnected with her foster parents? I thought they said they would never see each other again?"

Xia Ming: ...

What should I say?

Dad, do you just listen to what Mom says?

Or do you simply not take them seriously at all?

Xia Ming: "Dad, I haven’t figured out the specifics, whether it’s true or not, I can’t really say, but I’ll only tell you what I’ve seen with my own eyes."

Xia Bowen put down the briefcase he was holding and said with indifference, "If Song Yunuan doesn’t agree, let it be. We should never mention this again in the future, got it?"

Then he said, "What you’ve seen with your own eyes, go ahead, tell me."