Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 390: Letter of Disownment

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Letter of Disownment

Han Chen said nothing more, because Song Yunuan was looking towards him.

Han Chen swiftly made himself scarce.

He really couldn’t afford to offend Little Nuan. When she decided to give someone a hard time, ordinary people couldn’t stand it.

Although he was very curious, it was precisely because of his curiosity that he didn’t want to vanish so quickly.

Even though he would eventually disappear, he wanted to look a little longer.

Whang Xiaoman’s breathing became a bit rapid as she hurriedly walked out of the room to the courtyard, and then she saw Luo Zhishan, wearing a cotton hat, walking towards the Xia family’s home.

By this time, Zhu Feng and the others had long since disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Luo Zhishan, Whang Xiaoman’s eyes filled with resentment.

And Luo Zhishan, upon seeing Whang Xiaoman, quickly stopped in his tracks.

Seeing no one was around, he kneeled down with a plop and began a dramatic confession.

Whang Xiaoman was startled at first, but then, her heart softened.

At this moment, they were behind the house near the woodpile, where nobody could see them.

So, Luo Zhishan started making promises to Whang Xiaoman as they had agreed earlier.

Grinding her teeth, Whang Xiaoman nevertheless interrupted him to ask, "Did you really lose the silver bracelet or not?"

Luo Zhishan shook his head: "Didn’t lose it..."

Whang Xiaoman’s expression changed and she was about to curse when Luo Zhishan hurriedly pleaded, "Xiaoman, I beg you, just help me this once, help me get through this and I’ll repay you for the rest of my life as if I were your ox or horse.

I promise, I won’t ever hit you again, I’ll treat you well, we’ll get back together right now, let’s remarry and live a good life.

Xiaoman, it was so hard for us to get back together, I... I was just blinded for a moment, thinking to lure you back with the bracelet. But who would have thought you’d be so ruthless, actually running back to the Xia family.

I didn’t dare to see you or to come to find you, Xiaoman, let’s put the past behind us, let’s start over, and you can give me another chubby little boy.

A daughter works too, you’re so pretty, our daughter will surely be much prettier than Xique, Xiaoman, help me this time, I swear to treat you well, or let lightning strike me and never have a good death..."

The north wind was a bit cutting, causing the distant woods to rustle loudly, and it swept up the snow from the roadside, which fluttered down as if a new snowfall had begun.

Song Yunuan and Xia Xinshan stood not far behind the house.

By their side were Zhu Feng and Xia Xindong, the latter with an expressionless face, including Xia Guilan.

Whang Xiaoman was persuaded. As soon as she thought of the sweet times with Luo Zhishan, the recent humiliations and torments she’d suffered at the hands of that damned old hag Zhu Feng came to mind.

It truly was detestable.

But she still didn’t quite trust Luo Zhishan.

She asked, "Has the Xia family really filed a police report? Did you bring the bracelet with you?"

If it had been before, Luo Zhishan surely would have hesitated, but now, it was a hot potato.

Keeping it would spell trouble.

He hurriedly handed over the bracelet to Whang Xiaoman.

Seething with anger, Whang Xiaoman clenched her teeth and took it, filled with resentment as she said, "If the Xia family hadn’t gone to file a report, you would have used this to marry someone else, you truly are shameless..."

Luo Zhishan’s face changed, and he quickly coaxed, "That was all a joke. What sort of person I am, don’t I know? Who else would put up with me but you, Xiaoman? I’ve realized it now, you treat me the best. Let’s go back and remarry, I promise to be good to you."

Whang Xiaoman then relayed to Luo Zhishan what she had heard from Song Yunuan.

In the end, Luo Zhishan promised that if she became pregnant, he would take the child to live with his mother.

Nowadays, Old Mrs. Luo lived with her eldest son.

After coming to an agreement, Whang Xiaoman took the bracelet to the Song family’s home.

She was stopped in the courtyard.

She didn’t force her way through.

By this time, Luo Zhishan was already waiting outside the village.

Her attitude changed again.

She had wanted to throw the bracelet on the ground, but worried about complications, she could only reluctantly hand the bracelet over to Zhu Feng properly.

Zhu Feng truly hadn’t expected to get the bracelet back.

Whang Xiaoman said with an annoyed tone, "I know all of you look down on me. I’m leaving, I’ll never come back to bother you again. Go to the commune’s police station and tell them that the bracelet was originally with me, and now I’ve returned it to you. It has nothing to do with Luo Zhishan, don’t go looking for him."

Xia Xinshan had to speak now; it was necessary. Little Nuan had already gone to such lengths; if he didn’t step up now, he would truly live up to the unfortunate reputation of being a coward.

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and this time, it should be the end of it all.

He looked Whang Xiaoman up and down with disdain and sneered, "Have you changed your face again, or are you saying that these last few days have all been an act? Shouldn’t you be the one going to the police station to explain things?"

"How can I go?"

"How can you not go? Hurry up and make things clear, to prevent the police from bothering Luo Zhishan again. I advise you to move quickly and explain yourself. Once you’ve done that, I’ll go to the police station to withdraw the report."

Although unhappy, Whang Xiaoman felt relieved when she heard that the report could be withdrawn.

However, before she left, she secretly stole all of Xique’s New Year’s money, which totaled over a hundred yuan.

Just as Little Nuan had predicted.

Xia Xinshan didn’t understand why Whang Xiaoman was given this information.

It was only when he was told by Song Yunuan to report the incident to the police and Whang Xiaoman was brought in for an investigation that he understood why this was done.

The money could be given to her; after all, it was Xique’s money, and Xique was her daughter. However, they, as guardians, did not agree to give it to her.

She could either write a letter disowning Xique, severing all ties with her from this day forward,

or she could take on the charge of theft.

It didn’t matter if she didn’t admit to it; the police can investigate. Xique’s money was kept in an iron box under the bed, which surely had her fingerprints on it.

They could also search Luo family’s home; assuredly, they would find money with Xique’s fingerprints.

Whang Xiaoman was scared.

In fact, she was very unhappy, knowing the Xia family’s circumstances were definitely improving.

Even her parents scolded her for being destined for poverty.

Although the betrothal gift had been a bit high back then, it didn’t compensate for the life she endured with the Xia family.

She didn’t recognize the fortune she had when she was in the midst of it.

Not even a deity could remedy that.

Deep down, she regretted it.

But it was too late for regrets now.

All she could do was press on reluctantly.

In truth, disowning Xique didn’t cause her much heartache.

If she wanted children, she could always have more.

It was just the indignation that was hard to swallow.

But what could she do with feeling indignant?

Whang Xiaoman signed the disownment letter.

On it were the signatures of the Secretary of Xiao Shan Tun and Erdao River Village’s Clerk Guan, as well as the chief of the police station.

This should be legally binding now.

Whang Xiaoman left without looking back.

On the Xia family’s side, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They wanted to go and praise Little Nuan profusely, but found she had bought ice skates and Old Man Song had cleared an ice rink on the river surface for her.

It was circular.

It surrounded a small hillock covered with red willows.

Song Yunuan was skating joyfully with Asheng, Xiao Gang, and the others.

Old Mrs. Song said to Xia Guilan, "How does Little Nuan’s brain work? In just over a day, she resolved the issue using just a pair of silver bracelets."

Xia Xindong enjoyed all things novel and was also full of curiosity about Song Yunuan’s approach.

It turned out that mastering people’s hearts could also accomplish great things.

He wondered where Little Nuan got such ability.

Zhu Feng gave him a stern look, "She was born with it. If you are naturally smart, why can’t Little Nuan be even smarter?"

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