Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 579 Don’t Cry Poor to Me

Heart pounding and scared stiff was just one aspect; one had to think of a way out, right? There was always a need to survive.

After all, Song Yunuan couldn’t take their lives.

In truth, Zhong Daqiao was panicking like crazy inside.

He had no idea if the company he had set up behind those two families could be discovered?

The company’s profits were now soaring.

He couldn’t bear to sell it, yet he lived in constant fear and trepidation if he continued.

The past year and more had been like walking on stilts across a tightrope.

And yet, he found himself out of options.

So, they had no choice but to have the government step in to pressure Song Yunuan.

That damned girl, such a demoness, may a bolt from the blue strike her down.

Under the united front of Gu Huai’an and Song Yunuan, the trio went to see the director of the Xiangjiang office.

They clearly expressed their thoughts.

They were willing to generously provide a fund to support the construction of Dragon Kingdom without any compensation.

The director of the office had been given a heads-up by Gu Huai’an beforehand.

He naturally welcomed them with open arms and promised to do his utmost to negotiate and resolve their requests.

Consequently, both the detained individuals and the frozen assets were released.

Shangguan Heng even made a special call to Song Yunuan to gauge her attitude, saying, "Little Nuan, our three families have provided financial support to Dragon Kingdom without compensation; have you seen the newspaper?"

The voice of Song Yunuan was cheerful, "I’ve seen it. You’re doing well. Old Master Xia came to talk to me. I’m someone who knows the bigger picture and won’t trouble you."

Shangguan Heng responded with a bitter smile, "I don’t live in the villa anymore, and most of the servants have been let go. The children have all divided the wealth, and I’ve decided to go to a monastery to cleanse my sins."

Song Yunuan’s smile faded from her face as she spoke crisply, "Even so, a thin camel is bigger than a horse; don’t come crying poverty to me."

Shangguan Heng: ...

Shangguan Heng said to Song Yunuan, "I’m calling you this time because there is indeed another very important matter. But it’s not convenient to discuss over the phone. I plan to take a trip to Beidu after the Spring Festival."

Song Yunuan stared intently at the receiver.

She always felt that Shangguan Heng’s unjustified detainment of people in Beidu was not entirely to protect the so-called Shangguan Yunqi.

This wasn’t an era of war; put plainly, it was just to keep someone there to work for him.

Then he even sent his daughter over.

At the time when the scandal broke, he could have cut off all contact with this side.

Of course, for her, distance wasn’t an issue; if she wanted, nothing was too far.

Song Yunuan said, "Well then, let’s talk when you get here. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something. Your half-brother from the same father is still alive but not in good health. He went to Old Master Xia a while ago saying that you took a keepsake belonging to his mother back in the day. If the item is still with you, he hopes you would have the brotherly decency to return it to him."

Shangguan Heng felt a sudden pang in his heart.

How he regretted it.

He shouldn’t have called Song Yunuan.

What was it?

He had long since forgotten.

He wanted to dismiss it, but what if Song Yunuan deliberately made him the butt of a joke later on?

He could only respond dryly, "This... that... Little Nuan, could you help me ask what item it is?"

Song Yunuan: "I did ask, actually. It’s a floral bronze mirror studded with gems."

Shangguan Heng suddenly remembered.

He had it, thankfully it was still in his possession.

However, Song Yunuan suddenly said, "Oh, that’s right, that person, Old Qi, and another who wanted to harm me and my uncle, they have both disappeared without a trace. Could it be that they ran off to Xiangjiang and met their end at your hands?"

He hadn’t been able to make contact with those two people either.

Old Qi was patient to a fault, hiding who knows where.

To flush him out, perhaps only when everything was completely calm and peaceful.

He had no choice but to tell her the truth.

Song Yunuan: "You see, I’m the type who believes in repaying evil with kindness. Am I a good person?"

Shangguan Heng gritted his teeth: "You’re a good kid."

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Before going home, Song Yunuan made a point of visiting Lin Qing.

Lin Qing was at home, recuperating.

Seeing that it was Song Yunuan who had come, Lin Jia busied herself with excitement, hurrying to attend to her.

Xiujuan also came running to ask about Asheng’s condition.

Song Yunuan chatted with them, all smiles.

Lin Jia really wanted to associate with Song Ting and Song Yunuan, but after all that had happened and the obstruction from her younger sister, she had only visited Song Yunuan at school once.

She had left some canned food, apples, and pastries at the guard’s room and then left.

Song Yunuan was there to repay a favor.

And to observe Lin Qing.

Once it was just her and Lin Qing in the room, Song Yunuan lowered her voice, "I’ve been wanting to tell you something for a while now, Lin Qing. Even though we don’t get along, your sister is truly a good person. She’s had over a decade of hard times, and I can’t bear to let her and the kids live in fear because of you. After all, you’re their only kin."

Lin Qing didn’t welcome Song Yunuan’s visit in the slightest.

She felt that Song Yunuan was there to gloat over her misfortune.

However, Song Yunuan’s mysterious demeanor successfully roused Lin Qing’s anxiety.

She didn’t want to speak with Song Yunuan, but still couldn’t help but follow her lead and ask, "What... what exactly are you trying to say?"

Song Yunuan didn’t respond immediately but deliberately glanced toward the door, appearing to be on the verge of saying more.

Lin Qing, impatient, said, "What are you trying to say, exactly? You’re not just here to tease me, are you?"

Song Yunuan rolled her eyes, "Who are you that I would come here just to tease you? Forget it, if you don’t want to listen, I’ll just leave."

As she said this, she stood up, actually preparing to leave.

Lin Qing hastily called out to her, then softened her tone, "Alright, please tell me."

Song Yunuan then sat down again and spoke in a lowered voice, "Lin Qing, remember when you blocked my way at school and talked about the hostel management department? You’ve caught their attention."

After saying this, Song Yunuan paused.

Watching Lin Qing’s face turn pale.

She continued, "Apparently, they have some kind of device that can scan for treasures, newly developed. They’ve noticed something’s off with you, especially your brain, where there’s excessive abnormal activity. It’s as if something high-dimensional and alien has taken root in your head, creating ripples distinct from human brainwaves. They haven’t figured out how to deal with you yet, but if you dare to do something harmful to humanity, you’ll likely end up being sliced up for research."

Lin Qing’s heart immediately went into a panic.

Failing to keep her composure, she felt very uneasy. She knew about that department – it was she who had purposely mentioned it to Song Yunuan.

She just hadn’t expected that Song Yunuan would be aware of it too.

Later on, she had forgotten about this department entirely.

Moreover, that ’life-modifying system’ had assured her that no one in this world could detect its existence.

But what was happening now?

Lin Qing’s mouth felt dry, and her voice came out strained, "Song Yunuan... what do you mean by that? I... I don’t understand, you... "

Song Yunuan stood up, her tone one of resignation, "I don’t understand it either, really. I didn’t want to tell you, but you mean so much to your sister. After thinking it over, I decided to let you know, considering it as repaying the favor for your sister’s visit last time."