Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 302: Say Hello to Your Fiancée

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Say Hello to Your Fiancée

Xia Bowen put down the phone, his eyelids twitched.

Little Nuan, who was supposed to return to Nanshan County Town after finishing summer camp, why had she suddenly come to Beidu?

And she and Shangguan Wan were not on good enough terms to pay a visit bearing gifts.

Despite thinking of himself as perceptive, Xia Bowen couldn’t figure out what Song Yunuan was up to.

It was already the end of the workday.

He had visited Shangguan Yunqi in the afternoon.

The higher-ups had no intention of showing leniency; they insisted on handling things by the book.

In fact, he held the same opinion—not that he was heartless, but keeping Shangguan Yunqi detained was for the betterment of herself, as well as for him and their children.

Because he didn’t know if Shangguan Yunqi had any more cards to play. If she remained outside, it would be most perilous.

This time, Shangguan Yunqi’s attitude had softened considerably, telling him that she had confessed to everything she could and would focus on reforming her thoughts.

Only then did she ask if he had read the diary.

Before Xia Bowen could answer, she mocked herself, "How could you not have looked at it? That was a stupid question to ask."

She then added, "Whether you believe it or not. After Little Ming was born, you were all that filled my heart and mind."

Xia Bowen sighed and said, "After spending a lifetime together as husband and wife, do you think I don’t know what kind of person you are?"

Of course, he knew what kind of person she was—one who wouldn’t cry until she saw the coffin, who wouldn’t give up until she reached a dead end.

It wasn’t true that he was all she thought about.

In fact, deep down, she still looked down on him.

He suddenly asked Shangguan Yunqi, "When I talked about us retiring to our hometown to live an idyllic rural life, you didn’t actually like that idea, did you?"

Then, without waiting for Shangguan Yunqi to respond, Xia Bowen said, "Time’s up, I need to go."

Xia Bowen, recalling that scene from the afternoon, darkened in expression, feeling there was still much about Shangguan Yunqi he did not know.

He just couldn’t believe Shangguan Heng didn’t favor her.

He asked Xia Liying who came by, "What is Little Wan doing in her room?"

Xia Liying scoffed, "She said she wants to go out for a stroll later."

Xia Bowen’s face changed color, yet he said nothing.

Xia Liying’s expression was also grim, all her father’s belongings had already been packed.

Two large cases in total.

All were possessions legally and justifiably his. Even if Xia Bowen gave all these things to Xia Xindong, it would cause no trouble.

But why didn’t he leave anything for the rest of them!

Xia Liying felt like setting Erdao River Village ablaze in her rage.

Then someone knocked on the door of her home.

Before Xia Bowen could speak, Xia Liying, furious, went to answer it.

Little did she expect that when she opened the door, standing outside was a beaming Song Yunuan.

It was still not dark outside; the sun had just set beyond the mountain, and the dim twilight enshrouded the land, casting intricate and beautiful rays of light on Song Yunuan.

In that moment, she appeared as if haloed by light.

Instantly, that sight sent Xia Liying stumbling backward, then falling to the ground.

She only noticed Song Yunuan and failed to see Zhong Shaoqing standing behind her, wearing sunglasses, nor the four bodyguards following him.

Song Yunuan stood at the entrance, glancing over the courtyard.

The old man did not settle in the big courtyard house, nor in the villa allocated to him.

It seemed he had no intention of working at the joint venture company for long.

The courtyard house wasn’t large but was fairly spacious.

With one step, Song Yunuan entered the courtyard, followed by Zhong Shaoqing.

Then Song Yunuan asked Adah to close the main door to prevent a potentially overly excited Shangguan Wan from running out.

The four bodyguards did not enter the courtyard and took up positions outside the door instead.

This courtyard house is a typical layout with three main rooms, and wing rooms on either side.

The yard isn’t large, with flowers planted on one side and vegetables on the other.

Xia Liying finally snapped out of it, scrambling up and screamed with a shrill voice, "Song Yunuan, aren’t you supposed to be our sworn enemy? What are you doing in our house?"

Song Yunuan clicked her tongue and said, "Look at how you speak. A sworn enemy, indeed! Your dad would spank you if he heard that. Aren’t you a grown-up? Why don’t you think before you talk? No matter what, we’re still blood relatives. Who told you we’re sworn enemies?"

Xia Liying was immediately stunned into silence.

Xia Bowen came out of the house, and at that moment, Shangguan Wan, having heard the ruckus, also came out from the west wing room.

She had never really seen Song Yunuan.

But upon hearing Xia Liying’s words, she immediately knew who this person was.

Then, she saw a tall, young man with sunglasses standing behind Song Yunuan.

At this time, Xia Bowen scolded Xia Liying in a cold voice, "Xia Liying, keep quiet. Look at the state you’re in, will you?"

Xia Liying stomped her feet in anger. Wasn’t her current predicament all thanks to Song Yunuan?

Qin Wang wasn’t paying attention to her anymore, and Sun Jingjing was locked up by her family.

This was a humiliation to her.

But what could she do about it?

True, it was her and her brother who caused trouble for those few, but how could Song Yunuan, the real instigator, have the audacity to show up at their doorstep?

What did she want, a favor?

Then Xia Liying blurted out without thinking, "Song Yunuan, your grandmother and your uncles don’t even recognize my dad, so why are you here? Are you trying to acknowledge relatives unilaterally? Aren’t you proud? Let me tell you, even if you want to acknowledge relatives, we won’t agree."

Song Yunuan glanced at Xia Liying, then turned to Xia Bowen with an amused look.

Xia Bowen didn’t care anymore. Losing face wasn’t new to him. His gaze, however, fixed on the man.

So who was this?

Song Yunuan spoke up directly, "I know Comrade Xia Liying loathes us deeply, so I didn’t plan on coming to acknowledge relatives with you. But today, I had no choice but to visit. Because I have to return a gift to Miss Shangguan Wan."

Zhong Shaoqing just stood quietly to the side. Right now, he didn’t need to speak. He would just watch Little Nuan do her thing and follow whatever she asked him to do.

Xia Bowen’s heart skipped a beat.

Return a gift?

What did that mean?

His eyes fell on Shangguan Wan.

Shangguan Wan sized up Song Yunuan, feeling compelled to say, "What gift are you returning me? I don’t even know you."

Song Yunuan giggled, "No matter, it’s fine if you don’t know me. You just need to know him."

Then she turned her head, her voice clear, "Second Young Master Zhong, take off your sunglasses. Greet your fiancée and share the longing of your separation."

Zhong Shaoqing obediently removed his sunglasses and looked at Shangguan Wan with deep affection, "Little Wan, it’s Shaoqing. I’ve come to find you."

Then their eyes locked.

Zhong Shaoqing grinned at Shangguan Wan with an oddly large curve of his mouth, which made it look very strange.

He then took a few steps forward.

At first, Shangguan Wan didn’t catch on, but when she did, she let out a piercing scream.

Oh my god, wasn’t this the crazy Zhong Shaoqing?

How did he get here?

And he came with Song Yunuan.

Shangguan Wan ran towards the west wing room where she was staying and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Zhong Shaoqing didn’t wait for Song Yunuan’s command. He briskly followed after her and began to pound on the door, "Little Wan, Little Wan, come out. I’ve traveled thousands of miles to find you, are you so happy that you’re going crazy?"

Ah, ah, ah!

Inside the room, Shangguan Wan clutched her hair and squatted down by the door.

Song Yunuan asked in amazement, "Why so shy? Aren’t you the betrothed couple already?"

Then Song Yunuan stepped forward and kicked the door open...