Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 461: You Really Dare to Brag!

Chapter 461: Chapter 461: You Really Dare to Brag!

This special phone is one of only a few in the country.

And Gu Huai’an put quite a bit of effort into acquiring this phone.

Of course, he would not tell Song Yunuan how he got it.

Song Yunuan put the phone away, waiting for Shangguan Heng’s call.

At this moment, Shangguan Heng had troubles that he could not voice. Faced with Zhong Daqiao’s questioning, he could only tell the truth.

Zhong Daqiao, guilty as a thief, did not dare to press too hard and changed the topic, saying that he also had to make a phone call.

Song Yunuan may be a young girl, but no matter how formidable, she’s still a young girl. Tomorrow, he would host a welcome banquet for his prodigal son Shaoqing, inviting many people. He was about to go to the hotel to notify them in person.

Shangguan Heng, "Do you think they will agree?"

Zhong Daqiao, full of confidence, "I am a hundred percent certain."

If that’s the case, he would not ask further and would just wait for tomorrow when Song Yunuan, the bumpkin, would embarrass herself in front of the socialites and noblewomen, preferably to the extent that she could never hold her head up again in her life.

Don’t think that having some special abilities allows one to do whatever she wants; to let her see what a real lady of a genteel family is, what a high-society socialite is. As for her, she probably doesn’t even know the etiquette of a banquet, might not even recognize red wine and coffee, let alone anything else.

What about hosting an auction?

Those inferior stones from abroad, who would covet them?

Even though he was filled with spite, he made the phone call swiftly.

It rang for a long time before someone answered.

Shangguan Heng spoke as if nothing had happened, "Little Nuan, since you want to visit the experiment area tonight, I’ll satisfy your wish; shall I come get you guys?"

Song Yunuan said, "Actually, I didn’t really want to go. That dark place like a rat’s hole shouldn’t even exist. But I’m a very curious person and always want to check it out. Since Chairman Shangguan has kindly invited, I might as well take a look. After dinner then, come pick us up at seven."

Shangguan Heng was so angry that his face contorted, but waited until Song Yunuan had hung up before violently slamming the phone onto the table.

Meanwhile, Song Yunuan and Zhong Shaoqing handed the jade they had brought to Uncle Lew.

Uncle Lew did not expect it to be a piece of jade with a window open.

At the window, it shone with a glossy green luster; on closer inspection, it almost looked like it was going to flow out.

Faced with such a grand gift, Uncle Lew felt unworthy of it.

At the same time, he became acutely aware of Song Yunuan’s abilities.

This piece of jade was worth a fortune; how could he simply accept it for nothing.

Song Yunuan told him that the upcoming auction also required Grandpa Lew’s attention. Moreover, the welfare performance group had been arranged so well, and they had taken so much trouble for it— thanks were hardly enough. Besides, they were all one family; there was no need for such politeness.

Uncle Lew happily accepted the gift, reasoning that there would be plenty of days ahead. Although he was advanced in age, he could still offer another ten or eight years of help to the children if they needed it.

Uncle Lew then brought up the morning’s events.

He praised Song Yunuan’s ability to adapt on the fly, which was incredibly strong.

But he also talked about the feud with Sixth Master’s family.

However, such lowly matters were beneath Sixth Master’s dignity to engage in.

It was Ding Liang who lacked a bottom line in what he did.

As for the performance the day after tomorrow, Uncle Lew said he had made preparations here, concerned that some people would not come alone but with others.

Security measures would be strengthened here.

Uncle Lew decided not only to invite friends from the police station but also to bring out Old Master Zhuang.

When Xia Bowen heard that Shangguan Heng had arrived, he frowned at the reception, not expecting him to come so early.

He really couldn’t wait.

Little Nuan’s room was just upstairs. Originally, he wanted to leave a note for Little Nuan, but then he thought it wasn’t necessary.

Perhaps there would be no danger this time; after all, he was someone with a certain identity and status. It wouldn’t be easy for Shangguan Heng to deal with him.

It might not be as severe as imagined.

But if the Nine Dragons Inkstone was really in his possession, a confrontation was inevitable.

Old grudges and new grievances, there was no way he and Shangguan Heng could reconcile as before.

But no matter what, this was his own retribution.

Xia Bowen dismissed the thought of mentioning it to Song Yunuan.

When he came downstairs, the chauffeur opened the car door, and he saw Song Yunuan and Xia Xindong sitting inside.

Song Yunuan waved her little paw to greet Xia Bowen, "Hey, Old Master Xia, what a coincidence!"

Xia Bowen had a moment of blankness in his mind.

Seeing Shangguan Heng forcing a smile, he wanted to burst out laughing.

Song Yunuan said to Xia Bowen, "Old Master Xia, we’re going to visit the place where my young uncle grew up. If you want to come, follow along; if not, go back upstairs."

Xia Bowen: ...

How could he possibly go back upstairs?

He had to go along, even if the process and outcome weren’t good.

Shangguan Heng sat in the seat behind the chauffeur—afraid of death, he wouldn’t sit in the front passenger seat. It was said to be the least safe.

The car was a seven-seater business vehicle.

It was actually quite spacious for a few people, but Shangguan Heng still felt suffocated.

Accompanying that suffocation was also a hint of fear.

The car moved along, quickly merging into the traffic. As night fell, the city’s neon lights shone brightly against each other, like entering a galaxy.

Only Song Yunuan had the leisure to admire such a beautiful nightscape.

She even let out exclamations of amazement from time to time.

Whether she was sincere or not, who knows.

On the way, Song Yunuan gently asked, "Chairman Shangguan, before you came, Chairman Zhong was here too. He came to take his younger son home, saying there’s a family banquet tomorrow night and asked Zhong Shaoqing to come home. Zhong Shaoqing said he wouldn’t, so Chairman Zhong mentioned there’s a safety deposit box left by Mrs. Hai in their basement, recently discovered. He hoped he would go back and have a look, and he also hoped I would go. Do you think that bad old man wants to see me make a fool of myself at the banquet?"

Shangguan Heng: ...

Be confident, lose the ’think’!

Xia Bowen: "Little Nuan, don’t go to a banquet with ill intentions."

Song Yunuan blinked her eyes: "Old Master Xia, do you say that if I do go, I’ll make a fool of myself?"

Without a second thought, Xia Bowen said, "No, you won’t!"

Xia Xindong smiled: "Little Nuan, don’t go. Your young uncle will take you out shopping tomorrow."

Song Yunuan giggled.

Then, she said to Shangguan Heng, "Chairman Shangguan, stop zoning out, you haven’t answered me yet."

Shangguan Heng was truly annoyed with this audacious girl.

Grinding his teeth, he said, "It’s a banquet hosted by the Zhong family, how should I know?" He then changed his tone, somewhat sarcastically, "Besides, it’s just a gathering of celebrities from all circles, and you, Song Yunuan, such an impressive young lady, aren’t scared of anything, right?"

Song Yunuan clapped her hands, her brows and eyes full of a triumphant smile: "You’re right about that; I’ve even attended the Peach Banquet, so why would I fear a small mortal gathering?"

Shangguan Heng couldn’t control himself, choked on his saliva, and coughed for a while.

Look at Song Yunuan, you brazen girl, you really know how to brag.

On the side, Xia Xindong nodded in agreement, "Definitely not possible."

Shangguan Heng cursed internally about the boastful talk, and when they reached the secret entrance, they had taken many twists and turns.

First, they took an elevator and then descended underground.

Next, they got in the car, and along the way, the security was indeed tight.

It seemed like an impregnable fortress.

Half an hour later, they stopped in front of a gloomy room’s entrance.

Song Yunuan scanned the area, noting that not only had a dozen bodyguards suddenly appeared beside Shangguan Heng at that moment, but there were also several concealed spots of unpredictable armed forces lurking in the darkness...