Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 498: A Fox Exploiting the Tiger’s Might?

Chapter 498: Chapter 498: A Fox Exploiting the Tiger’s Might?

Shangguan Wan harbored resentment deep in her heart.

Seeing those young ladies from the Shangguan family eyeing this enviable role, her smile was meaningful and profound.

Then, she turned to face Shangguan Xinxin with a smile full of tenderness, as if she didn’t mind whether she was sent on the task or not.

Shangguan Xinxin responded to her with a flattering smile.

Shangguan Wan gave her a contemptuous glance.

The second madam looked down on her own mother, refusing her entry and threatening her with death.

Back then, she didn’t understand. Her mother told her that if the second madam wanted to die, they should fulfill her wish, and then she brought the second madam a glass of water.

Actually, at that time, she didn’t understand.

And she had long since forgotten about the incident.

She never expected Song Yunuan to bring it up.

Only then did she start to recall the scenes from that time.

And suddenly, she understood what had been in that glass of water.

But she couldn’t remember the scenario from back then.

She truly had several nightmares for days.

When she returned, she didn’t dare to face Shangguan Xinxin.

But who could have imagined that Shangguan Xinxin would continue to fawn over her as usual?

Even that pathetic Shangguan Wenzhi did the same.

So she stopped worrying.

But to entertain that calamity, she wouldn’t go. She still couldn’t forget how that despicable girl had treated her.

Regrettably, she didn’t have the power to take revenge now, but once she had the chance, she would definitely not let her off.

After cursing in her heart, Shangguan Wan’s eyes suddenly lit up. Today was an opportunity too. That contemptible girl had the nerve to shamelessly visit her home. Her daddy had said she must be treated well, with good food and drink, to ensure she arrived and left happy.

She wouldn’t confront Song Yunuan directly or let her see herself.

But she could go to the kitchen, couldn’t she?

Should she poison the food?

Even if she didn’t poison it, she could still spit in it.

Shangguan Wan decided to spit into the dishes and pastries that would be served.

Feeling quite depressed, Shangguan Wan suddenly became extremely cheerful at the thought, even giggling to herself.

In a corner unseen by others, Shangguan Xinxin’s face, gentle as ever, flashed a hint of darkness and hatred; her hands were clenched tightly together.

Gu Huai’an was also making preparations to return with Song Yunuan.

Upon hearing that they were going to Shangguan Heng’s house, he instructed Secretary Xiao Wu to arrange for a few people to accompany them.

As for precautions, he deemed them unnecessary.

He told her not to eat at the Shangguan’s house, to come back once the business was done, and he would take her out for a delicious meal.

Song Yunuan and Xia Bowen arrived at Shangguan Heng’s house by car.

The villa was still that luxurious mansion.

The glass had all been replaced with new panes.

Shangguan Heng and his wife Jin Huining stood at the front door with forced smiles.

They watched Song Yunuan and Xia Bowen get out of the car.

Xia Bowen felt quite conflicted inside.

Putting everything else aside, the atmosphere was different when he came to the Shangguan’s with Little Nuan.

When he arrived, Shangguan Heng also wore a full-faced smile. After all, he was still husband and wife with Shangguan Yunqi, making him and Shangguan Heng relatives on the surface.

But that was only superficial. Shangguan Heng’s dismissive look in his eyes was so unmistakable. And this woman, whom he had not met or been in contact with and to whom he was unacquainted, had a condescending look so tangible it seemed to solidify, including a kind of wariness as if she thought he was a poor relative coming to freeload.

He had really come to realize over these days.

Apart from those who were genuinely kind-hearted, many here had prejudices. Even if you held an official position elsewhere, they looked down on you, thinking you just put on airs of impoverishment.

It’s just someone from a poor, backward place, never seen the world before, everything seems new and curious.

Even if he didn’t give off that impression, there was still an unsympathetic scrutinizing and curiosity.

Especially Shangguan Heng, said he’d personally pick him up, but at the last minute he claimed something came up and sent a driver instead.

He swallowed the slight, after all, he had his own motives.

When he arrived at the villa’s gate, he couldn’t enter immediately, he had to wait for the bodyguard to inform the so-called butler, who then said he had to go and report to the old master.

This was clearly meant to cow him, to get back at him.

Even though he was well aware of it, he still had to go through this door.

Back then, he was straightforward, not expecting Shangguan Heng to present him with a piece of calligraphy and painting.

It had value as a collectible, but it wasn’t what he wanted.

The bastard even generously said that considering Little Nuan’s face, he would gift it to him, after all, he had no money now, he couldn’t possibly make him sign an IOU.

They were relatives, after all, he couldn’t do such a thing.

Today, he finally understood.

All those words were just hot air.

He really came to see how significant Little Nuan’s face was, how strong her deterrence was!

The little girl’s presence was truly formidable.

Standing beside her, he felt like a mere follower.

At this moment, outside the Shangguan family villa, Shangguan Heng and his third wife were all smiles, none of the pride, contempt, or disdain could be seen.

Next to them stood a girl who looked extraordinarily gentle, probably Shangguan Heng’s daughter.

She looked a bit nervous at this point.

Her eyes were fixated on Little Nuan, obviously sent by Shangguan Heng to specifically accompany and attend to her.

This time, Xia Bowen finally knew what ’borrowed authority’ meant.

Shangguan Heng greeted enthusiastically, "There’s Little Nuan, I didn’t expect such an honor of your presence, truly a light in our humble home. We all are very happy, please, come inside!"

Such enthusiasm, I bet most young girls couldn’t handle it.

And all along, he didn’t give Xia Bowen a glance, treating him as if he was thin air, with casual contempt.

Unfortunately, Song Yunuan isn’t your average young girl, she’s an exceptional one.

She didn’t move but looked at Shangguan Heng with a half-smile, "Chairman Shangguan, let’s cut the pandering and undermining. Don’t try to drive a wedge between me and Old Master Xia.

The status you have today, this flourish you enjoy, was earned for you by our family’s old master.

They say don’t forget the person who dug the well when you drink the water, to repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude; you seem to be a rank ingrate, pretending not to see that the old master tried to put you in your place and subtly exacerbate the tension between us. Is this how you do things?"

Shangguan Heng’s face turned a mingled shade of green and white, a spectacle indeed.

Xia Bowen couldn’t put his finger on what he felt inside, it was sour, astringent, with a touch of warmth.

One thing was sure, his emotions were in turmoil.

Shangguan Xinxin standing to the side looked at the faces of Shangguan Heng and Jin Huining and was immediately shocked.

Indeed, the information she had painstakingly gathered wasn’t far off the mark.

Not just Shangguan Heng, but even Jin Huining, this woman feared Song Yunuan.

This fear wasn’t superficial; it seemed to be deep in their bones.

And there was Shangguan Wan, who had yet to show up.

In the past, for such occasions, how could it be her turn?

It was always Shangguan Wan in the spotlight.

Even if she were permitted to come out, she had to dress simply and unadorned, to be as inconspicuous as the maids in the family.

How did a young girl so much younger than she manage this?

What leverage did Shangguan Heng and Jin Huining still have in her hands?

In her mind, it surely wasn’t just about Xia Xindong’s incident, was it?