Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 493: Heaven’s Will?

Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Heaven’s Will?

When Gu Huai’an left, Song Yunuan said to Asheng, "Let’s switch the food box, but we’re taking this one with us. When someone comes, don’t say anything, understand?"

Little Asheng nodded vigorously, "I won’t speak. Actually, Little Ruyi seldom talks. It doesn’t like to meddle, but it felt that these three kids had a little fate with you, Sister, that’s why it let me speak."

A movement stirred in Song Yunuan’s heart.

Three clusters of dissipating energy, the triplets of Ai Ruifeng and Chang Dan?

So, is the power of plot actually still this strong?

But this was the eighties, wasn’t the script she held meant to be about getting rich and striving for a moderately prosperous society, achieving the four modernizations as soon as possible?

Song Yunuan clenched her fists and rubbed her hands together, unsure of whom to fight.

She looked at Little Asheng.

In the end, she reached out and pinched her little brother’s chubby cheeks. Little Asheng, very conscientiously, proffered the other cheek.

He knew his sister wasn’t really happy.

So he obediently said to Song Yunuan, "Sister, I learned a new dance from Aunt Jinglan. Want to see me dance?"

Song Yunuan said without any psychological burden, "Go ahead and dance. It’s just the thing to aid digestion—maybe I’ll be able to eat a few more pastries afterward."

And so, Little Asheng actually started dancing. It was a grassland dance and quite professional.

Song Yunuan picked up Asheng and kissed him several times.

Her eyes also carried a smile.

Only then did Little Asheng breathe a sigh of relief, asking softly, "Are you not angry anymore, Sister?"

Song Yunuan smiled, "Asheng is so good, so cute, your sister would never be angry with you, she barely has enough time to like you."

But then, the topic changed abruptly, "Have you done the homework Uncle left for you?"

Little Asheng: ...

Sister, you really know how to bring up the most awkward subject.

But it also dispersed some of the strange atmosphere in the room.

The hotel manager, knowing Miss Song still wanted pastries, happily called Sixth Master.

Sixth Master said, "Ask her if she minds the trouble. If not, these next few days we can send the pastry chef to the Lew family’s hotel. This Lew is a waste, can’t even make a decent dessert."

Of course, Song Yunuan wouldn’t agree.

Wouldn’t that just draw hatred against our people?

To be honest, the culinary level of the Lew family’s food was very high, and their dishes suited the tastes well. They had been very accommodating to the members of these visiting delegations from all over.

So, they prepared a five-tiered food box of pastries for her again.

This time, Asheng glanced at it, then immediately averted his gaze.

In the end, it was Gu Huai’an who picked up Asheng.

The hotel manager had meant to see them off personally.

Song Yunuan declined politely.

She placed the problematic food box in the trunk of the car.

Inside were pastries that just stayed there. No matter how delicious, they now felt unfit for consumption.

Before getting out of the car at the hotel’s main entrance, Gu Huai’an told Song Yunuan that he had already contacted a friend to take care of it.

All they needed to do was hand over the food box to him.

As for everything else, don’t worry about it.

Song Yunuan wasn’t afraid, and Little Asheng had already forgotten all about it.

In fact, neither sibling had taken the matter to heart.

Believe it and it exists, doubt it and it doesn’t.

This was a simple yet profound truth.

Yet, they were unprepared when, in the hotel’s top-floor reception room, Song Yunuan met with Ai Ruifeng and Chang Dan, a couple who had been waiting for a long time.

The two of them were emaciated, their complexions pale, as if they had suffered a severe illness.

They had no energy or spirit left in them.

It would probably take some time for them to recover.

Anyone would struggle to stay calm when faced with such a situation.

It was likely that the couple was tormented day and night.

They harbored deep hatred for the family of three.

Old Master Ai was decisive and ruthless, but that was towards outsiders; when it came to his own children, he probably couldn’t do it.

Moreover, the legal system here was somewhat lax.

If someone were really locked up, they might secretly escape at any time.

Therefore, Ai Ruifeng wasn’t fixated on the idea of definitely sending them to the police station.

Ai Ruifeng stated his purpose for coming.

He didn’t ask how Song Yunuan had found out.

Instead, he expressed his sincere gratitude to Song Yunuan and explained that he had not come over the past few days because his mood had been very unsettled and his state of mind quite poor.

Clearly, Chang Dan was also trying her best to control herself, yet her voice was choked with emotion, "Thank Miss Song... If it weren’t for you... we would still be kept in the dark, searching everywhere, I...I..."

Whatever she wanted to say after "I," Song Yunuan could roughly guess.

At that moment in the drawing room, Song Yunuan was with Gu Huai’an.

The food box that could be eaten had been sent to Little Asheng’s room.

The other food box was taken by Gu Huai’an to his room, waiting to be dealt with after his friend arrived.

Gu Huai’an was a scientist, and moreover, a heavyweight in the contemporary scientific research community.

But he wasn’t a rigid person.

He chose to accept those things that couldn’t be explained by science.

So he sat quietly on the side.

He was also keeping Song Yunuan company.

Ai Ruifeng and Chang Dan were also carrying lots of bags.

These were gifts for Song Yunuan.

Chang Dan took out a set of jewelry that was quite valuable, matching as a set.

The necklace was crafted from gold.

The pendant below was a ruby, looking crystalline and lustrous with a radiant glow.

People from Xiangjiang have always liked gold, no matter the era.

So the set of jewelry that Chang Dan brought consisted of gold and precious stones, as well as a complete set of gold jewelry.

Song Yunuan’s family owned a garment factory, and her attire and style were even more fashionable and exquisite than those of the people in Xiangjiang.

Therefore, the two decided to give her jewelry.

Even if she didn’t want to wear it, it wouldn’t be outdated just by keeping it, which was also a token of sentiment from the couple.

Song Yunuan looked at these items, wanting to decline but the other party was truly sincere.

Sometimes it’s like that; when you genuinely want to give someone a gift, it’s hurtful if they don’t accept it.

Moreover, her information was of utmost importance to Ai Ruifeng and his wife.

Perhaps the appearance of that food box wasn’t a coincidence.

Just then, Little Asheng came knocking on the door.

Little Asheng behaved normally, very politely, and didn’t say anything in front of the guests.

However, he called Song Yunuan out.

Leaving Gu Huai’an and Ai Ruifeng to chat.

Chang Dan was once again somewhat dazed spiritually, but for some reason, she had a different feeling in her heart.

And in the corridor, Song Yunuan squatted down, while Little Asheng whispered to her, telling her that Little Ruyi had secretly told him, if it wasn’t too much trouble, to bring over the three small items from the food box as they were related to the Ai family.

It might have been due to the thunderstorm night.

Or it could be fate.

They had been delayed until now.

Anyway, doing it had no downside, and not doing it wouldn’t matter either.

But as the saying goes, a good deed should be seen through to the end.

Since it so happened to coincide, he might as well lend a hand.

Song Yunuan saw that her brother wasn’t carrying a satchel, so she could not well say anything to him.

At that time, Song Ting also came over and reminded Song Yunuan of a few things before picking up Asheng and returning to their room.

Song Yunuan didn’t know who the exceptional person Huai’an was looking for.

Plus, the matter had to be pondered over a bit, to see how to naturally bring it up...