Eighties Sweetheart Wife -
Chapter 233 Do You Deserve My Little Nuan_1
Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Do You Deserve My Little Nuan_1
Qin Zhong blurted out, "Of course I know her."
But then he felt something was off.
He exchanged a glance with Lu Zhenguo, and they both detected something unusual in the other’s eyes.
Old Mr. Hu frowned, "How do you know Little Nuan? Tell me about it."
How strange! Little Nuan has never mentioned knowing them.
Could there be some hidden story here?
Qin Zhong: ...
How do we know her, and why do we have to tell Old Mr. Hu?
Lu Zhenguo tentatively asked Old Mr. Hu, "You didn’t know that we know Song Yunuan?"
Old Mr. Hu patiently emphasized, "You two haven’t answered me about how you know Song Yunuan."
Even Old Mr. Hu seemed a bit confused.
These two men were no ordinary individuals.
They held important positions, managing many workers.
They had climbed up the ranks step by step.
Naturally, they were not fools.
To say they were being used seemed a bit inaccurate, but why did they blurt out such a statement for no apparent reason?
Moreover, considering their age, Little Nuan couldn’t possibly have offended them.
Old Mr. Hu continued, "Little Nuan’s family lives in Nanshan County Town, which is totally unrelated to you.
And Little Nuan is kind-hearted and friendly, so she couldn’t possibly have made enemies with you. So why are you targeting her?"
Lu Zhenguo felt his palms start to sweat.
Qin Zhong felt the same, what did he mean by a totally unrelated relationship?
Could Old Mr. Hu think they were Song Yunuan’s enemies?
Qin Zhong hurriedly said, "... Little Nuan is not my biological daughter; she was switched at birth. We discovered this in April, and then I brought my real daughter back home. Little Nuan is from Erdao River Village; her actual surname is Song, so we sent her back. We didn’t even know she had come to the capital."
Old Mr. Hu stood up abruptly, asking incredulously, "Little Nuan actually grew up in a big courtyard in the capital, but in April this year, you sent her back?"
Old Mr. Hu paced back and forth several times with his hands behind his back, then stopped in front of the two men, squinted his eyes, and asked Lu Zhenguo, "Lu Zhenguo, although you’re not my student, you’ve also studied at the technical university. Let me ask you, is Qin Zhong telling the truth? Isn’t he lying?"
Lu Zhenguo quickly stood up, and the usually composed man began to stammer, "Old Mr. Hu... he... he’s telling the truth."
It was then that Qin Zhong realized something was seriously wrong.
Could it be that Song Yunuan hadn’t mentioned the Qin family to Old Mr. Hu?
How could that be possible?
Qin Zhong also stood up immediately.
Old Mr. Hu stood in front of them, closely scrutinizing the two men.
"You two aren’t playing a joke on me, are you? How could Little Nuan be related to your families?"
Lu Zhenguo was now feeling a bit uneasy, as if they had made a blunder.
Their arrival was too presumptuous.
They had assumed too much and too soon, nailing down the situation prematurely.
Thinking back on all they had said, Lu Zhenguo and Qin Zhong felt utterly embarrassed.
But they weren’t ready to give up, perhaps there was some other misunderstanding here, maybe they hadn’t guessed wrong after all.
Lu Zhenguo said, "Song Yunuan indeed grew up in a big courtyard in the capital. She used to be engaged to my son, but now they no longer keep in touch."
Old Mr. Hu was even more incredulous, pointing at Lu Zhenguo he exclaimed, "Little Nuan was engaged, to which one of your rascals? How old is he, what does he look like, is he tall, is he a good student, is he smart, what’s his character like, is he worthy of my Little Nuan?"
Old Mr. Hu’s string of questions immediately made Lu Zhenguo’s face redden.
It turned out they had both jumped to conclusions, causing a huge blunder, which was really too embarrassing.
Qin Zhong clenched his hands tightly together, somewhat unsure of what to do next.
Both of their heads were buzzing.
Lu Zhenguo cracked a smile and said with difficulty, "But they’ve already called off their engagement. After all, they are young and should prioritize their studies."
Old Mr. Hu frowned, "So you mean to say, you thought Little Nuan was making use of both your families’ names to become acquainted with me?"
Old Mr. Hu slapped the table and bellowed, "Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous! With your statuses, how could you even entertain such thoughts?"
Qin Zhong, a mix of shame and anger, asked, "Old Mr. Hu, has Song Yunuan really never mentioned us?"
"Do you think you’re some incredibly important person?" Old Mr. Hu huffed back in response.
Qin Zhong: ...
Old man, aren’t you being a bit too harsh with your words?
Old Mr. Hu continued, "You both sent her back home. Little Nuan has a lot of pride. How could she possibly turn back and look for you again? Naturally, she wouldn’t mention you in front of anyone else."
Old Mr. Hu cursed inwardly, really now, such a big ego. Do you really think that my Little Nuan would mention you?
Old Mr. Hu’s tiger-like eyes widened, his formidable presence not hidden in the slightest: "The chatter you were spouting just now, you actually think that Little Nuan helped Nanshan County Town successfully apply for the Staff and Cadre College by riding on your coattails? Do you think too highly of yourselves, or too little of me, Old Hu?"
His words were quite heavy.
Qin Zhong and Lu Zhenguo’s expressions darkened as well.
But the man across from them was Old Mr. Hu, and, although not of the same system, a high ranking official could crush a lower one, let alone when he outranked them by two levels.
Moreover, Old Mr. Hu was highly respected, not just in the provincial city, but he had a place in Beidu as well.
In front of Old Mr. Hu, the two of them really didn’t measure up.
Being chastised like this by Old Mr. Hu, they could hardly wish for a crack to open in the ground for them to crawl into.
Qin Zhong hurriedly flushed red and explained, "Old Mr. Hu, please don’t be angry or agitated, it’s a misunderstanding on our part, we’re sorry, truly sorry."
Lu Zhenguo also quickly followed in offering apologies.
Old Mr. Hu didn’t look at Qin Zhong but pointed at Lu Zhenguo, "Since I’ve known Little Nuan, I’ve never heard her mention being engaged. I don’t even know what your son’s name is. So, it’s definite that Little Nuan wasn’t fond of your son."
Lu Zhenguo’s face turned as purple as an eggplant.
It was as unsightly as it could be.
He lived in the provincial government compound.
Though it might not be the highest center of power, it was an organ of the provincial city.
In the provincial city, there weren’t many people who could make him be obsequious.
But there was no way around it; Old Mr. Hu was one of that few.
The fact that Little Nuan had never mentioned being engaged to his son left a taste in his mouth he couldn’t describe.
It felt like the Lu family didn’t hold you in high regard, yet little did we know, you actually never held the Lu family in high regard.
Did you simply not mention it at all?
Or were you afraid to be embarrassed and become a laughingstock?
To save face, Lu Zhenguo could only keep telling himself this internally.
Old Mr. Hu didn’t care about what Lu Zhenguo was thinking inside. He stared him down with a sharp gaze, his voice sternly warning, "Now that the engagement is broken off, from now on, you are not allowed to mention any engagement between Little Nuan and your son."
Lu Zhenguo nearly spat out blood.
He felt extremely frustrated inside.
His son, Lu Feng, was also a standout individual; how could it be that he couldn’t be acknowledged in Old Mr. Hu’s presence!
And it wasn’t over yet. Old Mr. Hu emphasised specifically, "The team from Nanshan County Town that filed the application doesn’t know about Little Nuan being engaged to your son, either. So, if you run into them, keep your mouths shut. Pretend it never happened, do you hear me?"
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