Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 266: Do You Really Think I Can’t Produce Evidence?_1

Chapter 266: Chapter 266: Do You Really Think I Can’t Produce Evidence?_1

Xia Bowen’s face was ashen, feeling like his face was being skinned, bloodily exposed. He glared furiously and asked through clenched teeth, "Shangguan, is this true?"

Before Shangguan Yunqi could speak, Song Yunuan continued, "Old Master, don’t be too quick to get angry. This is all unproven. Even if it’s true, it’s no use if she doesn’t admit it.

But concerning that donation in August 1951, aside from the ten gold bars that were obtained by selling your son, almost none of the other donations came from Shangguan family’s assets.

As for how it was obtained, that’s something only Shangguan Yunqi, the old hag, would know. Ah, this granny of yours, always managing to astonish me anew.

Back then, the relevant departments were so touched that they held a large meeting to commend you, even presenting you with a donation certificate. With these, you managed to get into the logistics department of Beidu University.

When it comes down to it, the person you should be most grateful to is my little uncle!"

Song Yunuan had just triggered the plot.

Though not much, it was enough to use.

The reason why Shangguan Heng left someone here is because there are still gold, silver, jewels, and antiques hidden somewhere around here.

Even Shangguan Yunqi doesn’t know the location of this treasure trove.

So, Song Yunuan didn’t plan to reveal it just yet.

It wasn’t too late to turn things upside down after Shangguan Heng arrived and triggered the plot.

Shangguan Yunqi finally snapped back to reality, her trembling hand pointing at Song Yunuan: "You... you’re slandering me, there’s no such thing, it’s all figments of your imagination and lies."

Song Yunuan ignored her and looked at Xia Xindong instead: "Little Uncle, you were worth ten gold bars at just five years old, quite valuable indeed."

Xia Xindong: "Yeah, every time Shangguan Heng flogged me with a whip, he would say, ’Ten gold bars, ah, if you don’t earn them back for me, I’ll peel off your skin.’ I didn’t really understand back then, but now I do."

With just a few casual sentences, many people’s expressions changed.

There was anger in their eyes, but it was directed at Shangguan Yunqi.

Song Yunuan fretted, "Little Uncle, Shangguan Yunqi donated the money from selling you, and we can’t really ask for that back, can we?"

Xia Xindong: "No matter, I’ll just get the donation certificate back and change it to my name."

Song Yunuan smiled with her eyes curving: "That’s a good plan."

The people in the conference room had imagined many times how meetings would go, feeling it should be like a complaint session condemning Shangguan Yunqi.

For instance, Xia Xindong would recount thirty years of suffering, and then Shangguan Yunqi would audaciously argue back.

When things seemed about right, they would join together in condemning her.

That way, Shangguan Yunqi wouldn’t stand a chance of turning things around.

This was the usual course of events.

But actually, it wasn’t like that at all.

It was the kind that was shocking, stimulating, and exciting.

They didn’t realize they were being led by the nose by Song Yunuan.

Shangguan Yunqi shrieked shrilly: "Fake, it’s all fake! Where’s the evidence? If you show me evidence, I’ll admit it. If you can’t provide evidence, Song Yunuan, I’ll sue you for defamation."

Song Yunuan clucked her tongue in pity: "You, always stubborn as a dead duck. Many a time, the facts have proved that whatever I say is true. What’s the point of your bluster?

Moreover, if you had even a shred of remorse, our two families wouldn’t have come to this pass; you brought this upon yourself.

Your obstinate refusal to see the truth until it’s too late really isn’t a good look.

Old Master Xia had it tough getting to where he is today; as a grassroots individual, the tremendous effort it took to achieve his success. Not only did you harm Old Master Xia, but you also harmed your children.

You really are the epitome of selfishness.

Don’t keep saying it was for the sake of your children. If you really cared for them, the moment I mentioned the ten gold bars, you should’ve realized the game was up. The only way forward was to earnestly confess and admit your faults.

But why do you still want evidence?

Granny Shangguan, do you truly think I have no evidence?"

Shangguan Yunqi glared at Song Yunuan, her lips quivering: "...Where’s the evidence, show me!"

Song Yunuan let out a sigh, looked around at the people with various expressions, and of course, there sat the grandfathers in a row, each one beside the other, all with smug smiles on their faces.

Xia Guilan looked at her daughter, wishing she could hug her and kiss her a few times.

Her girl, how did she become so formidable.

Xia Xindong’s mind was unusually devoid of sharp voices, instead sighing, "Just what kind of background does our grandniece have?"

Xia Xinshan: "If the niece is so impressive, can I also stop being useless? After all, as her uncle, I’ll be following her."

Gu Huai’an’s eyes were brimming with amusement.

The young girl had many facets, and this was the first time he had seen her effortlessly take control of the situation.

Song Yunuan spoke earnestly, "Actually, the matter isn’t as complicated as it seems. After the incident, Granny Shangguan acknowledged her mistake and chose to reform, and my little uncle decided to let bygones be bygones. Couldn’t our two families also let go of past grievances?

But she didn’t stop there; she still wanted to sell me, an innocent girl, to Xiangjiang in place of her own niece to marry a madman, and then she also tried to ruin my reputation. If it weren’t for the county leaders and my Second Grandpa, she would have succeeded."

Old Mr. Ji, who had been mentioned and praised, felt extremely honored. He straightened his spine and sat up even taller.

He, Ji Huai, Little Nuan’s Second Grandpa, was truly related!

Old Mr. Hu and Old Mr. Lin were just outsiders.

Only he was the closest family.

Old Mr. Hu and Old Mr. Lin felt bitterly jealous.

Song Yunuan sighed again, "Really, we didn’t want things to come to this point; it was all because Granny Shangguan forced us."

Old Mr. Hu slammed his hand on the table, "Exactly, it was Shangguan Yunqi’s doing. Our Little Nuan is so kind-hearted and even a bit timid. Second Young Master Zhong is a sadist, and if you couldn’t bear to let your own niece marry him, how could you bear to let our Little Nuan go?

Old Mr. Lin leisurely questioned, "Shangguan, I also don’t understand. Looking at the timeline, back then Little Nuan was a stranger to you. How did you come up with this idea? Do you feel it wasn’t enough to harm Xia Xindong and wanted to continue causing harm?"

Old Mr. Ji: "I just want to ask Shangguan Yunqi one question: before all this, did my granddaughter Little Nuan ever offend you?"

Old Master Gong: "It’s said that a man harbors no ill will against a tiger, but a tiger always has a desire to harm a man. There might be some truth to this saying. Little Nuan, don’t be afraid, you can always come to Grandpa Gong if you have any troubles."

The group of old men turned to look at Old Mr. Gong all at once.

What did that mean?

It seemed like it was their first meeting, yet he was already calling himself Grandpa Gong, which seemed a bit too presumptuous.

Song Yunuan looked at Xia Bowen, "Tell me, has it come to this point because of your wife’s doing?"

Xia Liying didn’t dare speak.

Xia Zhi was also a bit at a loss. Although not exactly nervous, with so many big shots and elders around, he didn’t dare to speak recklessly either.

They felt utterly ashamed.

Sending Xia Xindong off to Xiangjiang at the age of five was one thing, and they even received gold bars for it. Accepting the gold was one thing, but why claim that it was her own dowry that was donated away?

Even wanting to defend their mother, they found no words to begin with.

Xia Bowen nodded silently, admitting that if Shangguan had not been so aggressive, the situation wouldn’t be like this.

He stared at Shangguan Yunqi with an inscrutable expression.

The now calm Shangguan Yunqi turned her gaze towards Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan seemed startled and appeared very guilty.

She quickly shut her mouth, not daring to look at her anymore.

Shangguan Yunqi sneered coldly, convinced Song Yunuan lacked evidence.

Without evidence, she was determined to destroy her!

"Song Yunuan, being young is no excuse. You have fabricated stories to frame me and have misled others. Today, if you don’t produce evidence, I won’t just sue you; I’ll take legal action against you!"

Song Yunuan, who was standing, finally looked at Shangguan Yunqi, speaking helplessly with a tremble in her voice, "Granny Shangguan, please don’t push me."

Shangguan Yunqi sneered viciously, "If you can’t provide evidence, get ready for prison."

Song Yunuan glared back, "I certainly don’t want to go to prison, don’t try to scare me."

A sense of unease rose in Xia Bowen’s heart.

But he didn’t move, watching indifferently as Shangguan Yunqi dug her own grave.

Fool, an utter fool!

Song Yunuan would not dare to set such a trap for you if she didn’t have any evidence.