Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 370: Argue Illogically to Gain An Edge

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Argue Illogically to Gain An Edge

Old Mrs. Song looked at the scratches on her daughter’s face, disheartened, she tapped her forehead, "Look at you, you’re not a child anymore. I... I don’t even know what to say to you."

Song Ting pursed her lips, "Mom, I don’t have your ability. You know I’m not good at arguing. Lin Xuezhu is too quick with her words, twisting nonsense into a valid argument. Plus, she picked a fight over the book Lew Yuan bought for me. I explained, but she wouldn’t believe me. Then today, Lew Yuan came to our workplace. He saw me and asked where Lin Xuezhu was. I told him she was in the rehearsal hall. Lin Xuezhu saw us, came over and started scolding me. I got angry and slapped her, and then we started fighting..."

Song Yunuan asked Song Ting, "What’s with that Old Woman Li?"

She remembered that Old Woman Li was determined to break off the engagement, fearing getting entangled in trouble.

On second thought, wasn’t Whang Xiaoman a perfect example now?

Song Ting paused, glanced at Old Mrs. Song, and said, "It’s just something that happened a few days ago. Lin Xuezhu was talking to Old Woman Li at the door. Before that, Old Woman Li had come to see me, but I ignored her. Then she came again that day, chattering away with Lin Xuezhu, all saying things about despising the poor and breaking off engagements for wealth, a bunch of nonsense. I scolded Lin Xuezhu and warned her to mind her own business and not to meddle with trouble. Then we started arguing again."

On the other side, Director Peng couldn’t help but say, "It’s not right to talk behind an employee’s back, but this Lin Xuezhu is arrogant and unreasonable, highly skilled at swaying arguments to her favor. Generally, people in the unit just yield to her and avoid conflicting with her."

Old Mrs. Song, "But that doesn’t mean she can spout rubbish. I’m going to settle the score with her."

Song Liang, "Mom, if a whole bunch of us go, it’ll look bad if she falsely accuses us. Let’s first hear what the leaders have to suggest."

Song Yunuan, "No, we’re going now. Rumors spread faster than you can imagine. Where will you go to debunk them later on?"

Old Mrs. Song slapped her thigh, "Little Nuan has thought things through, you’re absolutely right. Even spit can drown a person."

So, a group of them actually went to the Song and Dance Troupe.

On the way, Song Yunuan went to see Uncle Ho and asked him to dispatch two police officers.

Lin Xuezhu had said, hadn’t Song Yunuan just known a few people?

Well, she’d let her see.

Then, on the way, she also learned about Lin Xuezhu’s family situation.

Her family was obviously well-off.

Both parents worked in a machinery factory, and she heard her father was even a model worker.

Lew Yuan didn’t go to the hospital, but he waited outside. Relieved to see everyone was okay, he quickly hopped on his bicycle and followed them to the Song and Dance Troupe.

Inside the Song and Dance Troupe, Lin Xuezhu wore a look of triumph, although one side of her face was swollen. Angry and in tears, she cursed, wishing Song Ting would just die.

Then Zhu Xiumei said, "Song Ting’s family has arrived."

When the two parties met, Old Mrs. Song didn’t have much good to say. Her daughter wasn’t good with words but was quick to fight, always resorting to violence when out-argued and continuing to fight even when beaten. She had improved a lot with age, and even more so after starting work, becoming much steadier.

But today, she indeed had suffered a loss.

Fighting against two, she hadn’t a chance.

Not to mention all the slander Lin Xuezhu had been pouring on her.

Seeing Lew Yuan standing at the entrance, Lin Xuezhu cried even harder.

She followed them to the hospital.

That little bitch Song Ting must have feigned fainting out of guilty consciousness.

Utterly shameless.

Those without shame were her family, too, who came in a sizable group and even brought the police, thinking it would intimidate her. She recognized one of the officers, too.

Lin Xuezhu looked down on her internally, but her face wore a pitiful expression as she covered it with her hands.

"The more the merrier, this time I’ll make sure you, Song Ting, lose face across the entire county."

It was a predicament of their own making.

Really, I’ve never seen someone so eager to be slapped in the face.

She exchanged a glance with Zhu Xiumei, determined to ruin Song Ting’s reputation this time. Dreaming of joining the Dragon Kingdom Song and Dance Troupe, flying high—let her dream on.

Tears immediately began to stream down her face. The usually quick-witted Lin Xuezhu had barely opened her mouth when Song Yunuan spoke up.

When it came to speaking quickly, who could compare to Song Yunuan?

Song Yunuan was all smiles, seemingly oblivious to her youngest aunt and the latter’s discomfited company, her voice crisp and clear—quiet yet audible to everyone in the meeting room.

"Comrade Lin, please don’t cry or speak yet. Let me first convey Teacher Zhu Mann’s words to Chief Ghu."

At this point, Song Yunuan deliberately paused for effect.

Chief Ghu was taken aback for a moment. Teacher Zhu Mann had something to tell him?

Lin Xuezhu had initially wanted to open her mouth, pounce on those recent messes to prevent Song Ting from turning the tables.

But the words she meant to say were forcibly held back.

Her lips moved slightly—she was indifferent to Song Ting, the village girl, but she couldn’t really afford to offend Chief Ghu.

Today she had the upper hand, which was why Chief Ghu hadn’t openly sided with Song Ting.

But if she didn’t allow Song Ting’s niece, Song Yunuan, to speak, she would be offending Chief Ghu.

Others would say she lacked manners.

So, grinding her teeth, she reluctantly closed her mouth.

Song Yunuan looked around the meeting room with satisfaction and slowly said, "I just got back from Beidu, haven’t been home for a few hours. I was planning to come to the arts troupe tomorrow, but it doesn’t matter. Let me convey Teacher Zhu Mann’s message. She said that there will be a New Year’s performance to welcome the new year, a national event. The radio and television station will record it for national broadcast, and she hopes Comrade Song Ting can go to Beidu to participate in the selection. Even if she isn’t chosen, it will be good experience and broaden her horizons. So, my youngest aunt will be setting off for Beidu in the next few days. As for the work unit, Teacher Zhu Mann suggested a transfer, she will send over the transfer notice, and the arts troupe will need Chief Ghu to keep an eye on things."

After these words, the people in the meeting room had various thoughts.

In the past, Song Ting would have been thrilled with such an opportunity. Recently on a phone call with the teacher, she hadn’t mentioned this matter but had said it would be good to come to Beidu to learn, given that she could gain stage experience in Beidu just the same.

She had agreed to go after the New Year.

But in reality, Song Ting was afraid to leave. She always felt it was too unreal.

It was as if her heart would be suspended the moment she left Nanshan County Town.

Yet hearing such words today, she suddenly felt a sense of assurance.

Perhaps it was because Little Nuan had conveyed them.

She immediately thought of today’s events, her heart skipping a beat. If Lin Xuezhu reported her to the teacher, it would be the end for her.

Envy blazed in Lin Xuezhu’s eyes.

Her teeth clenched with a crisp sound.

She immediately raised her shrill voice and yelled, "Song Ting, you still want to go to Beidu looking like this? No way. If you don’t give me a satisfactory explanation today, I’ll write to Zhu Mann’s unit. I want everyone to know the disgusting and loathsome acts of Song Ting, how they have hurt me, made me like this, and yet you still wish to escape. There’s no such good deal in this world."

The piercing voice cut through the air like a curse, instantly piercing the brains of everyone present.