Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 502: Super Double

Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Super Double

Shangguan Xinxin’s face was deathly pale as she glanced frantically in the direction of the door.

"I... my mummy was poisoned to death by him and Jin Huining. Her dowry and the things my grandmother gave her were all in Shangguan Heng’s hands. My mummy was soft-hearted and got deceived by Shangguan Heng. But later, when Jin Huining wanted to enter the household and become the only legal wife... I... my mummy said she would give back everything if she could just take me and leave the Shangguan family. In the end..."

Song Yunuan suddenly interrupted, "He’s back!"

At the same time, Shangguan Xinxin heard the voice of that man called Xia Bowen, "...Just wait, I’m going to settle the accounts with you."

Shangguan Xinxin was so terrified that she forgot how to breathe.

Song Yunuan moved to the other side, leaning lazily on the sofa at an angle.

She smiled at the sight of Shangguan Heng walking in.

Song Yunuan was naturally beautiful, and her smile only made her more attractive.

But in Shangguan Heng’s eyes, he wished he could burst Song Yunuan’s little head open.

He was clutching a zitan wood box in his hand, his fingers visibly straining.

Song Yunuan thought to herself that if it was possible, Shangguan Heng would love to strangle her to death.

Yes, perhaps even grind her bones and scatter her ashes.

Song Yunuan gave Xia Bowen, who had followed in, a sly smile.

He looked quite excited.

The old fellow was truly cunning and much too shrewd.

He really understood her double entendre.

And took on the task of watch outside.

Song Yunuan knew this was serious but still left it to Xia Bowen, "I’m young and lack discernment, you take a good look. We wouldn’t want Chairman Shangguan to pull a fast one on us."

Shangguan Heng felt like his heart was bleeding.

He glared at Shangguan Xinxin who appeared clueless and helpless, then waved his hand, telling her to get out, fast.

Then he no longer hid his feelings, looking at Song Yunuan with venomous eyes, "Girl, enough is enough, how could this possibly be switched?"

Song Yunuan laughed scornfully, "It seems you are still naive. Ever heard of Old Erha? His forgery skills are unparalleled; ordinary people can’t tell the difference."

Shangguan Heng paused for a moment, "Old Erha, he’s still alive?"

Song Yunuan boasted, "Of course he’s alive. It was I who found him and then presented him to the nation. Right now, he’s shining brightly."

Shangguan Heng: ...

Damn girl!!!

She infuriated him!

Xia Bowen, on the other side, had already opened the zitan wood box.

He took out the Nine Dragons Inkstone.

There was no ink in it at the moment. Only when it contained ink could the ethereal sight of the nine dragons emerge.

Such magnificent work by our ancestors, indeed.

There are many things that modern people cannot learn, not even the geniuses.

Take Li Bai, for instance.

Is there anyone in modern times whose poetry surpasses his?

Sigh, the poetry nowadays feels suppressed as if it’s all about shouting, screaming, venting, making the reader a trash can.

Of course, there are also beautiful pieces.

But they simply cannot compare with the immortal poet.

After lamenting, Song Yunuan told Shangguan Heng, "After I go back, I will still need to have it verified. If it’s a fake, you’ll have to pay double, no, super double!"

Shangguan Heng’s complexion remained unsightly, never improving.

At this moment, his chest was heaving with rage.

Trembling, he pointed at Song Yunuan, "Do you not understand the saying, ’Leave a line, and we’ll meet again in the future’? Can’t you be less aggressive?"

Song Yunuan scoffed, continuing to recline on the sofa, a smile playing around her eyes, but the smile didn’t reach their depths.

Xia Bowen’s hand hesitated for a moment.

Shangguan Heng was really out of luck.

He had submitted to Song Yunuan a long time ago.

Otherwise, not only would his family have been ruined and his people killed, but he might also have been sent to prison by Little Nuan.

Song Yunuan’s voice was somewhat cold, "Your words are pretty funny, talking about leaving a line for others, so we can meet with a clear conscience in the future. Why don’t you think about yourself before you judge others?

If you understood the meaning of that saying, how could I, Song Yunuan, possibly be sitting on the couch in your house?

Think about what you have done. You should believe that the gods are watching from above, and also believe that retribution will come when the time is ripe.

Besides, even without me, someone else would have taken action.

Don’t look at me with that murderous gaze. Not to say that you can’t kill me, but even if you could, my uncle wouldn’t let you off.

He would make you die in extreme agony, and he would make you watch as your children and grandchildren die one by one before your eyes..."

Clutching his chest, Shangguan Heng roared, "Enough, stop talking, Song Yunuan, just tell me, what exactly do you want? What do I need to do for you to let me go?"

Xia Bowen stopped his inspection.

He felt it was true, and Little Nuan had already said that if it was fake, the punishment would be doubled.

Then he was shocked, because he saw panic and fear in Shangguan Heng’s eyes.

If the other party hadn’t been so young, Shangguan Heng might have already been on his knees begging for mercy by now.

If Xia Bowen hadn’t been there, perhaps Shangguan Heng really could have swallowed his pride and knelt down to beg Song Yunuan to let him go.

How could such a ruthless person also know fear?

Xia Bowen felt incredibly refreshed inside.

Seeing this scene, he could die with his eyes closed.

Yet at the same time, he was extra vigilant.

There’s a saying that’s right: a cornered rabbit will bite, a cornered dog will leap over a wall.

This Shangguan Heng is always thinking about killing Little Nuan.

He watched his surroundings warily.

Song Yunuan was still smiling.

She said to Xia Bowen, "Don’t worry, Chairman Shangguan is a smart man. He won’t arrange an assassin to snipe me until he is completely confident of success. He knows I’m fast, and before a bullet could reach me, I, being so kind-hearted, would surely grab him to use as a shield."

Shangguan Heng turned deathly pale upon hearing this.

Just now in the study, he had picked up the phone receiver and then put it down, picked it up and put it down again.

He did this several times, ultimately not daring to make that call.

He wanted to find a formidable assassin.

To blow that hateful, detestable Song Yunuan’s head off with one shot.

At the same time, he thought of her ghostly speed.

Just as Song Yunuan had said earlier, she might use him as a bullet shield.

And the most crucial point was that Sixth Master had already spread the word on the streets.

Anyone who dares to strike at Song Yunuan is declaring themselves an enemy of Sixth Master.

With that one phrase, it wasn’t quite to the extent of Song Yunuan walking sideways through Xiangjiang, but it was close.

There are three major powers in Xiangjiang.

One is Sixth Master, another is the Ai family, and the last consists of a mix of others, such as the Zhong family, Wang family, Zhou family, and so on.

Among them, Sixth Master has the strongest presence.

Because lately, he has been making big moves, not only dissolving several large nightclubs but also integrating several smaller, misbehaving gangs.

Though some people hate Sixth Master, the number of people who like him has also increased.

No matter what the future holds for Sixth Master, at present no one dares to provoke him.

Originally, the Ai family and Sixth Master were enemies, but now they seem to be joining forces quietly.

For someone once saw the current head of the Ai family, the Eldest Young Master Ai, along with the Eldest Young Missus, bringing gifts to the Hongyan Grand Restaurant, reportedly to drink with Sixth Master. During the banquet, laughter was heard from time to time.

As for what they talked about, no one knows.

But the overall atmosphere was positive.