Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 230: It’s Impossible to Keep the Water Level_1

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: It’s Impossible to Keep the Water Level_1

By the time the two of them arrived at the Qin family, they found that their son Lu Feng was also there, followed by Qin Siqi entering the room.

Lu Zhenguo told them everything he knew.

Qin Zhong was immediately stunned.

Qin Siqi let out a snort of derision, her envy barely concealed, "What kind of people could a country girl like her know? Just like me in the past, I didn’t even recognize the head of the commune.

But Song Yunuan grew up in the provincial city compound, and just those four words will benefit her for life.

Nanshan County Town is broken and poor, the town’s ditch gets smellier year after year, and the streets are potholed. Mom and Dad, you’ve seen it yourselves, right? How could such a place qualify to establish a Staff and Cadre College?

Isn’t it all thanks to Song Yunuan waving the banners of your two families and maybe even the Zheng family?

I was wondering why Song Yunuan had come back to the provincial city, but it turns out that this is the reason.

Song Yunuan is using the connections of these three families or even more to secure benefits for herself. Who knows, she might be able to get a formal job after she goes back.

What’s that trick called, offering Buddha flowers borrowed from someone else?

It’s just that you all believed her nonsense, ’Let bygones be bygones, never to deal with each other again.’ But in reality, where would Song Yunuan be willing to leave the provincial city? She’s climbing up and down, using her connections so thoroughly. You two families are really generous, paving a bright path for her!"

Everyone suddenly fell silent.

Although Qin Siqi’s words were sharp and harsh, they indeed made sense.

Mother Qin Xuemin’s expression was complex, indescribable feelings welling inside her.

Having raised her for seventeen years, to say there were no feelings was false. Initially, when Little Nuan cried and didn’t want to leave, she felt distressed as well.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford to raise two children.

But many people told her that with both children at home, you can’t treat them equally. Even blood sisters can fight fiercely, let alone those without a blood relationship.

The one raised by your side, you have feelings for; the one not raised by your side, if she lives a harder life, you need to compensate her. Then, choosing sides becomes an issue.

Of course, there were many other reasons, so not associating with each other was the correct decision.

She and her husband felt the same way.

But in fact, avoiding contact was impossible, like the last time when Lu Feng refused to eat, and the Zheng family had no choice but to call for her.

And many unsavory words were spoken behind their backs.

Luckily everyone was dignified, and wouldn’t make others lose face directly.

They thought it was over, but who could have foreseen this new problem?

Xue Min was a bit annoyed, suddenly feeling that her own daughter was better. When she came back, she didn’t worry about those people and things over there.

This one always gave a feeling of lingering entanglements.

Moreover, what the Lu family said made sense—if she used their names to bluff and deceive, it wouldn’t only be their faces that would be lost, but it could also easily lead to trouble.

Eventually, it would affect the reputation of the Qin family and even the Lu family.

And, what if it affected the future prospects of their eldest son?

Then, Cai Jie eagerly said, "Siqi is right, this is no trivial matter, we need to warn Song Yunuan, young and unaware of how mighty the sky is or how thick the earth is. If trouble arises and people come knocking, it’ll be too late."

Qin Zhong also frowned and sighed, "Then I and Old Lu will go handle it."

Finally, Lu Feng spoke up, "Song Yunuan, she knows Old Mr. Lin from the museum, and even said it was Little Nuan who provided the clue that led to the discovery of Emperor Kang’s Tomb."

The adults exchanged looks, what was this about?

Could it really be the case?

Not to mention Old Mr. Lin, just the association with Emperor Kang’s Tomb, how could that have anything to do with Song Yunuan?

They eagerly asked what was going on.

Qin Siqi: "Lu Feng, I mean no offense, I was also there at the time, and Old Mr. Lin did say so.

But what puzzles me is, didn’t you all say that Song Yunuan’s academic performance was poor, that she failed Chinese and history in the junior high school exams, and it was only because Dad, you pulled some strings, that she managed to get her junior high school diploma?

And even with that, because her grades were so poor, only the worst high school in the suburbs was willing to accept her, is that not true?"

Lu Feng was at a loss for words.

Indeed, Song Yunuan’s poor academic performance was well known.

As the head of the Qin family, Qin Zhong had to make a stand, primarily because Song Yunuan was using his name to network and seek benefits, which was making him uncomfortable.

No matter what, I’ve raised you all this time. If you have something you want to do, you could come to me or Xue Min, you know? Sneaking around like this just makes people angry.

So he said to Lu Zhenguo, "Let’s go talk to Old Mr. Hu tomorrow morning and find out what’s going on. We’ll tell him the truth. Sigh, this child really doesn’t know what’s best."

Qin Siqi glanced at the disconsolate Lu Feng, then at Aunt Cai, who, because of Lu Feng, had come to hate Song Yunuan to the bone.

A cold laugh rose from the depths of her heart.

In reality, she didn’t want this either.

When she initially found out she had been switched at birth, she was overjoyed. From then on, she wouldn’t be a country bumpkin but a city girl instead.

She would be the biological daughter of Deputy Director Qin from the provincial capital’s big courtyard.

To her, this was like a huge pie falling from the sky.

The two families had agreed that from then on, they would each stick to their own paths and not contact each other anymore.

She thought that from that point forward, everyone would live their lives on their own destined tracks.

But in reality, it was not so. The big courtyard in the provincial capital was where Song Yunuan grew up.

Many people compared her to Song Yunuan, both openly and behind her back.

The only thing she did better than Song Yunuan was her studies.

In everything else, it seemed she just couldn’t measure up to Song Yunuan.

No matter if she had those five years of memories or not, at seventeen, she desperately wanted the approval of the people in the big courtyard.

She didn’t want to be constantly compared.

But what was the result?

She was still being compared.

They said she was unrefined, that she didn’t know how to dress, that she wasn’t as pretty as Song Yunuan, that she didn’t speak as nicely as Song Yunuan.

Even her parents, in the beginning, would often call out to her for dinner with: "Little Nuan, come out to eat!"

Did it hurt?

Of course, it hurt.

Everyone said she was full of jealousy. Wouldn’t anyone in her shoes feel jealous and pained?

Qin Siqi was just an ordinary girl.

She didn’t have such a generous heart.

If Song Yunuan had just disappeared without a trace, things would have been better; she would slowly have faded from everyone’s sights.

But what was the result?

She kept coming back to the capital again and again, to make her presence felt, to take advantage of her old connections for favors.

Hopping around, just for what? Aren’t she afraid that people would forget her?

She really is cunning. It wouldn’t be surprising if she came back again after a while.

Qin Siqi clenched her teeth, suppressing the anger in her heart.

This time she was eager to see how Song Yunuan would strut around.

Because she was about to be exposed for who she truly is.

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At this moment, Song Yunuan checked the time, unsure whether Old Mr. Hu was in his office or not. Doing good deeds anonymously wasn’t her style.

So Song Yunuan made a call, and it really was a coincidence—Old Mr. Hu was in his office.

Thus, Song Yunuan headed over to the newly established education center in the capital.

Old Mr. Hu was getting ready to leave work and greeted Song Yunuan with a smile, asking if she needed anything else.

Before Song Yunuan could speak, he added, "Your preparations in Nanshan County Town were quite thorough, eh? The teachers who came for the meeting this afternoon said they were very impressed and satisfied..."

"So, did you beautify Nanshan County Town a bit too much in your description? And those words, did you teach Deputy County Mayor Zhao to say them?"

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