Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 513 Combat Power

Chapter 513: Chapter 513 Combat Power

Song Yunuan felt that Wang Xiuniang was too much.

She didn’t even say anything, yet she provoked a scolding.

Song Yunuan, "The one without shame is you, right? Even if you saved Grandpa Murong, he also helped raise your three children. The debt of saving a life has long been repaid, hasn’t it?

If you had any sense of shame, you wouldn’t live here, because you’re both already divorced, there is no relationship between you. If Grandpa Murong wanted a companion, what business do you have staying here?"

Song Yunuan’s speech was crisp and pleasant to hear, and she spoke quickly, it was like pearls falling onto a jade plate.

Wang Xiuniang was so choked up that she couldn’t talk back, glaring at Song Yunuan with fury.

Murong Feng knew how troublesome and willful Wang Xiuniang was.

He had not expected that she could be so infuriated by Little Nuan today.

Lou Mengjun stepped forward, shielding Little Nuan, and then looked Wang Xiuniang up and down, disdain flashing in her eyes.

"Arguing with a young girl at your age, you really have a thick skin. I think the one who should move out is you. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming.

Are you not eyeing this house and my brother-in-law’s savings? Let me tell you, all these things belong to my niece. You dream of putting them into your hands!"

Song Yunuan stood behind her with a smile on her face.

She knew that today’s Lou Mengjun was no longer the delicate Miss Six of the Murong family from Hai City.

Being able to raise a baby into adulthood and protect her so well was no small feat.

When it came to fighting capacity, Wang Xiuniang was not her match at all.

Lou Mengjun stood in front of Wang Xiuniang, her expression mocking, and said word by word, "You need to get it clear, I am Qianqian’s close aunt. Qianqian is my brother-in-law’s only daughter, his only blood, we are close kin, what are you then?

According to the old customs of the past, before you entered the family, you had to kneel before my sister’s spirit tablet and kowtow, begging my sister for her approval.

If my sister didn’t agree, you couldn’t even count as a concubine.

Of course, this is a new society that doesn’t practice the old customs, but in the new society, marriages and divorces are protected by the law.

Since you’re divorced, there’s no relationship between you. How could you shamelessly come back here?

As for your saving my brother-in-law, that was your honor. Without my brother-in-law, you and your three children might have starved to death. Would you have the strength to bring yourself to Beidu then?

You don’t have that kind of fortunate fate. To be human, you should have a conscience. If you were destined for it, you’d have just been patient and waited, not listened to your son’s advice, not divorced my brother-in-law, and taken good care of him, through sickness and health. Or perhaps you shouldn’t have had your own agenda and had a child with my brother-in-law. With such a child around, who would dare not acknowledge you?

If that were really the case, there would definitely be a share for that child in the house and savings, and I would sincerely call you sister.

But now... pah, a heartless, ungrateful cur, an ingrate. My sister had to kick him out when he was sick. If it weren’t for Brother Gu’s timely rescue, my brother-in-law would be long gone by now, and you still have the gall to come here. If you want to stay, show a marriage certificate, otherwise, get lost!"

Song Yunuan looked on admiringly at Lou Mengjun.

Look at that, look at that, her battle strength was solid.

There were indeed quite a few people in the courtyard.

However, most of them were of some status, and there were more men, who could fight with a shrew?

That’s just not possible.

Lou Mengjun had no issue though, schooling Wang Xiuniang was right, and her words as well.

Everyone looked at Lou Mengjun with admiration.

She spoke so well, it was so satisfying.

But Wang Xiuniang could not utter a word, her body shaking with rage, her complexion ashen, clutching her chest and swaying as if about to fall.

Lou Mengjun said with contempt, "Don’t play tricks on me or try to fake a scene. Even if you die, it’s just a matter of cremation; we in Beidu do not practice burial in coffins. If you’re sick, go to the hospital. The Murong family can afford that medical expense."

Lou Mengjun turned to Murong Feng, "Brother-in-law, call those ingrates. Tell them their dear mother is about to die and that they won’t be able to see her in her last moments... No, I’ll make the call myself. I also want to ask the village head and the secretary of Apricot Blossom Village how they educate the villagers. Getting divorced and still coming to the ex-husband’s house, do they have any legal consciousness, any sense of propriety, integrity, and shame?"

Song Yunuan wanted to applaud.

How pleasant these words sounded.

Wang Xiuniang was so angry that she slumped to the ground, a flash of fear in her eyes.

All humans have the instinct to seek fortune and avoid disaster.

From the eyes of Lou Mengjun, Wang Xiuniang saw hatred and a desire to kill.

She couldn’t help shivering.

Then she remembered the words she had just said and couldn’t help but break out in cold sweat down her back.

She didn’t want to die, nor did she want to die alone here, consumed by fire.

She wanted her son by her side; she couldn’t be alone.

She had no children with Murong Feng, and none of the people here shared any blood relation with her.

Why would they treat her well?

In her panic, everything went black, and she fainted.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard that hateful Lou Mengjun shouting, "Take her to the hospital, clear out all the stuff in the house. I’m going to call those white-eyed wolves now. Their own mother is dying, and they don’t come to see her, such unfilial brutes..."

Wang Xiuniang cursed in her heart, calling her an old cheap thing, daring to curse her to death; she was determined not to die, but still she couldn’t overcome the darkness and completely fainted.

Song Yunuan thought that in the book, Lou Mengjun must not have been found.

Otherwise, Murong Qianqian wouldn’t have perished along with Wang Xiuniang and her family.

That’s right, the plot was triggered just now at Murong Qianqian’s.

It should have been a year and a half later when Murong Qianqian, driven beyond endurance by Wang Xiuniang and her son, killed Wang Xiuniang and her two sons and then committed suicide.

At that time, Wang Xiuniang must have been living as the wife of Murong Feng.

Even though they were actually divorced, but Murong Qianqian didn’t know that.

By then, Old Man Gu would also be long gone.

Actually, he had arranged everything well for Murong Qianqian, providing her with a job, a house, and a substantial savings account.

But she couldn’t withstand the identity of Wang Xiuniang as a benefactor and a wife.

Unlike now, in the book Wang Xiuniang brought not only her two sons but also a family of more than a dozen people to live here.

Song Yunuan glanced at Old Man Gu.

Old Gu suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

He didn’t hear any thoughts.

Was there something else he didn’t know?

At this moment, Lou Mengjun had already gone to Murong Feng, crying and saying, "Brother-in-law, I miss my sister. When will you take me to see her..."

Murong Feng immediately burst into tears.

Mengjun was the youngest. He and his wife Mengqing had almost watched Xin, the sixth child, grow up.

Murong Qianqian was kneeling in front of them, also weeping uncontrollably.

Old Man Gu quickly had people take Wang Xiuniang to the hospital, arranged for a nanny at home, and Song Ting took the initiative to tidy up the things in the house.

After everything was packed up, they waited for the ambulance to come and took them all to the hospital together.

This house, none of those people shall think of stepping even one foot inside!