Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 458 Song Yunuan Kills the Donkey After Grinding?

Chapter 458: Chapter 458 Song Yunuan Kills the Donkey After Grinding?

Little Wan came back from there a few days ago, and she said she was actually expelled from the Agricultural University.

Nobody cared about that damned Agricultural University, but on what grounds did they expel her? They didn’t even consider Little Wan’s identity.

But he didn’t really care about these things; Xia Bowen’s wife was his own sister, and he had done nothing wrong to his sister or his nephews, except for that bastard Xia Xindong.

However, Xia Xindong had nothing to do with his sister, and Xia Bowen had abandoned them. Now he just pretended.

It was one thing to vent in Nan City, but was this going to go on forever?

This time things should have eased up a bit, but unexpectedly, they intensified even more.

Was it because he had become too benevolent?

"Xia Bowen, that’s enough, we still have Shangguan Yunqi between us, along with my four nephews. We are truly the closest relatives.

Moreover, Xia Xindong will never reconcile with you in this lifetime. Even if you gave your life for him, he would remain indifferent.

To talk about regret, I do feel it, but regret is useless. Logically, we should be on the same side, banding together against Song Yunuan and Xia Xindong. Otherwise, do you think your ending will be good?

Song Yunuan, that damned girl, is also ruthless, and Xia Xindong lacks even basic human emotions. One always smiling, the other always gentle and calm, both seeming harmless, but in reality, they’re full of malicious intentions.

Don’t be fooled by their appearances. The only reason they are still decent to you is to use you against me. Once they are done with me, they’ll go after you. Song Yunuan has said it herself, she and I have a deep and bitter hatred. Tell me, what good can you get from them?"

Xia Bowen remained silent.

Obviously persuaded, or perhaps stung by the truth, Xia Bowen offered no rebuttal and no explanation, but just asked gruffly, "Is there really something or not? If there’s nothing, then hang up; I’m very busy here."

Shangguan Heng felt a surge of joy, sensing that Xia Bowen on the other end was perhaps angered into embarrassment.

Shangguan Heng continued to up the ante, "I won’t lie to you. How could I not think of you guys? Actually, I already have a very good arrangement here, but alas, man’s plans can’t compete with heaven’s, and along comes Song Yunuan, breaking all our plans, and to make things worse, we just can’t do anything about her. How about this? Come over to my house. Song Yunuan... definitely don’t bring her, we need to discuss some very private matters that concern you."

Xia Bowen: "What’s this, making it sound so mysterious. What are you trying to do?"

Shangguan Heng: "You’ll find out once you get here. I guarantee you’ll be very happy after you see it. Maybe you’ll even achieve great merit. But it’s not convenient to talk over the phone. I’ll pick you up tonight. After all, you are my brother-in-law and you came to Xiangjiang without visiting, Shangguan Yunqi will scold me to death. Besides, we should stop fighting and reconcile. Let the past be the past; we can’t let our enemies rejoice over our quarrels. Alright, wait for me; I’ll come to get you myself!"

Xia Bowen put down the phone.

Did Shangguan Heng make sense with what he said?

Of course, he made sense.

Xia Xindong and he could never recognize each other. Now he was still in a period of adjustment, with many things going on, so it wasn’t obvious how much he hated him.

But the occasional cold glances were enough to chill him from head to toe.

And then there was that girl, Song Yunuan.

Dangling a carrot in front of Xia Zhi, who was now full of motivation, feeling like he was doing something great.

He was even grateful to Song Yunuan.

Without any worries about Song Yunuan killing the donkey once the grinding was done.

The more he thought about the good side of things, the more he naturally thought about the bad side.

What did Little Nuan intend to do?

Actually, it was quite simple, just to irritate Shangguan Yunqi.

Her thoughts weren’t that complex; Xia Zhi wasn’t worthy enough for Little Nuan to take action.

But what could he do?

The evil he had sown, he had to taste for himself.

Resist? Oppose Little Nuan? As Shangguan Heng had suggested, flee overseas?

And then, to be hunted down by Little Nuan to the ends of the earth?

Xia Bowen dared not imagine what kind of life that would be.

Besides, even if Little Nuan ignored him, could he really live in peace?

He had friends, colleagues, partners he’d struggled with, and plans to grow vegetables together after retiring.

There’s no need to consider that.

But tonight, he still had to make a trip to Shangguan Heng’s house.

This matter must be communicated to Little Nuan and the others.

Meanwhile, at the Zhong Daqiao household.

A mansion luxurious from inside out.

Zhong Daqiao was still seething with fury, he was incredibly angry.

That damned bastard, he actually cursed him to die.

He really wished he could strangle him on the spot.

Sitting beside him was Zhong Daqiao’s wife, Xue Meirou.

A well-preserved, wealthy lady.

Countless money had obscured her age.

She was dressed in an emerald-green ice silk cheongsam, glittering with pearls and gems.

The indoor temperature was comfortable; despite the scorching summer heat outside, it remained cool here.

Her voice was gentle as she said, "Shaoqing has always been like this, it’s not the first day he has been such, I usually refrain from speaking out, or else others will say this stepmother has a vicious heart. Heaven knows, I do wish him well, hoping he can inherit his mommy’s wealth in the future.

As a stepmother, I naturally keep my distance. His elder brother is also a thorn in his side, but you are Shaoqing’s daddy. You toiled and suffered to raise him, and even though he is mad and senseless, you still do not despise him; even when he committed a serious crime, you smoothed things over for him and even arranged for him to marry Little Wan from the Shangguan family. He should be showing you gratitude, not uttering curses. It really breaks one’s heart."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Hearing this, Zhong Daqiao grew even angrier. He stood up, ready to go to the hotel to settle accounts with Zhong Shaoqing.

He cursed, "That damned bastard thinks he’s safe hiding in a hotel, huh? Having a home but not returning, messing around outside; he’s bringing shame upon the Zhong family."

Xue Meirou couldn’t wait for that wild seed to never come back.

This home was supposed to be her son’s, everything belonged to him, including the things left by that cheap woman.

Everything had nothing to do with that wild seed.

Xue Meirou harbored bitter resentment as she reminisced.

If it had not been for that cheap woman Hai Mingzhu, she and her son wouldn’t have had to skulk in the shadows for so many years.

She and Daqiao were in love first, about to get married, and she was already pregnant with Tianci, but then the Hai family’s young lady took a fancy to Zhong Daqiao, forcing her into the shadows.

A mistress, who was the mistress?

Hai Mingzhu was the mistress!

To gain everything from the Hai family, she had to swallow her pride.

Fortunately, that cheap woman died, and her family perished as well.

Now, no one mentions the Hai family anymore.

She had become a high-society lady.

She would absolutely not allow anyone to ruin it all.

She said, "Actually, our Shaoqing has always been obedient. It’s only after meeting that Northern Lass named Song Yunuan that he changed, a classic case of forgetting one’s mother in favor of a new wife.

Moreover, from what you’ve told me about Song Yunuan, I can tell she’s no good. She must have set her sights on Shaoqing’s wealth, so she deceives him into not coming home, all to control him. Daqiao, you absolutely cannot let her succeed."

At this point, her gaze flickered, "How about this, tomorrow night I’ll organize a banquet. You’ll notify Shaoqing, and also invite that Song Yunuan over. It’s not convenient for you men to talk; I’ll sound her out, and also take the opportunity to give her a good lesson."

A Northern Lass, a country bumpkin who’s never seen the world, has she ever attended a banquet or seen high-society ladies?

She’s still seething over being swindled out of so much money.

You have to understand, all of it belonged to her son, Tianci!

It was like digging into her very heart!