Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 33 - Groundless Slander_1

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Groundless Slander_1

Chapter 33 -33: Groundless Slander_1

Lin Qing did not wake up in the middle of the night; instead, she had not slept at all.

She was waiting for Azhong to return from handling some matters.

Azhong was sent back from overseas by her grandfather last month, along with two other people.

They were to assist her and her sister.

She had not been in contact with her sister for two months, and she never thought that when they met again, they would almost be parted by death.

Lin Qing’s eyes were filled with hatred.

Hate for that man who clearly had the ability, yet neglected his two daughters.

If it were not for him, how could her sister have ended up in this situation?

Back then, her sister clearly did not have to go to the countryside, but it was that woman who drove her sister away.

Now they live in their mother’s house, spending their mother’s money, acting as if they were entitled.

How can there be such shameless people in this world?

Lin Qing clenched her fists tightly.

She would take back everything that belonged to her and her sister.

As her thoughts churned, Azhong returned.

Lin Qing asked hastily, “Uncle Azhong, was Wang Zhuzi’s leg broken?”

“Hmm, but only one leg was broken.”

Lin Qing’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, “Wasn’t it supposed to be both legs?”

“Wang Dazhi said to keep the other leg in mind for after he becomes the brigade leader.”

Lin Qing sneered, “He also thinks he’s fit to be the brigade leader?

He’s nothing but a scourge on the common folk…”

Suddenly, Lin Qing paused mid-sentence and, noting Azhong’s unusual expression, asked hesitantly, “Uncle Azhong, is there anything else?”

Azhong looked at Lin Qing, “Wang Dazhi told me something.”

“What is it?”

Azhong, “Miss Lin, you must ensure you remain calm after hearing it.”

An unease took hold of Lin Qing’s heart.

What could it be that made Azhong so serious and grave?

A divorce?

She had already taken care of that, and she would soon get the divorce certificate and also be able to transfer her sister’s household registration out of the Wang family.

The Wang family’s dissent was inconsequential.

So, what could it be?

“I promise to stay calm!”

Azhong, “Wang Dazhi broke Wang Zhuzi’s leg and as previously arranged, sent him to the health clinic.

After dealing with that, Wang Dazhi told me that his brother is also a pitiable person, a victim.”

Lin Qing burst out angrily, “He’s pitiable, where’s the pity in that beast?”

Azhong spoke with difficulty, “Wang Dazhi said, Xiujuan is not Zhuzi’s biological daughter.”

Lin Qing was startled.

“He said, Song Liang has been the brigade leader and secretary of Erdao River Village for many years, practically a tyrant with unchallenged authority, and almost every young woman in the village has been preyed upon by him.”

“Any newly married bride would spend her wedding night with him.”

“When Wang Zhuzi married Miss Song, they were no exception.

To prevent Miss Song from struggling, they drugged her, so she still doesn’t know.”

“Song Liang was particularly taken with Miss Song’s looks, and it wasn’t just once.

Wang Dazhi said Xiujuan is actually Song Liang’s biological daughter because she doesn’t resemble the Wang family in any aspect.”

“Not just the women from the village, but several female educated youths were also harmed by him.”

Lin Qing is a girl.

Hearing this far, her mind was in chaos, she even felt like she could not breathe properly.

A cold sweat broke out on her back, as she murmured, “Is this true?”

“Wang Dazhi swore that if it’s false, he, Wang Dazhi, will be struck by lightning and will not die a good death.”

“He said only the people involved know the truth about this matter.

If you want to verify, you can go ask the women in the village, or the female educated youths who have returned to the city, or even the two female educated youths at the reeducation site right now.

However, many of these women are already married with children, and they may not dare to tell the truth,”

“Wang Dazhi also said you could ask the eldest daughter.

Not remembering is one thing, but if she actually recalls anything, the young lady will suffer a second trauma.”

“And those poor women, if their husbands come to know about this, it would be like the sky falling and the earth splitting apart.”

“No one dares to bring this up, they keep it buried inside.

If you really made those women testify, it would be like forcing them to die,”

Lin Qing’s face turned deathly pale, as she thought of her two nieces who looked markedly different from each other.

“…What did Wang Zhuzi say?”

“He said that even if it’s true, he will sue Song Liang.

But after saying that, he fainted,”

Azhong: “Second Miss, if you want to verify the truth, you must first detain Song Liang so he doesn’t flee.

Then proceed with paternity testing for him and Xiujuan.”

Lin Qing looked dazed: “Paternity test?

What is that?”

Azhong explained to her but also told Lin Qing that it couldn’t be done domestically, and that samples would have to be sent abroad.

Even under the best circumstances, it would take three to five months.

Moreover, the technology isn’t very mature yet, and the results might not be entirely accurate.

Azhong went back to rest.

Lin Qing sat in her room, knowing her sister appeared emotionally stable, but in reality was still teetering on the brink of collapse.

She hated the Wang family people, hated Wang Zhuzi to the core.

But what should she do?

She couldn’t tell her sister at this point, because it might be Wang Dazhi slandering.

For now, the priority was to keep Zhuzi’s mouth shut.

His death was of little consequence, but he must not drag her sister’s reputation through the mud before he died.

If that happened, her sister’s life would be utterly ruined.

Lin Qing ran to find Azhong and told him, “Uncle Azhong, I’ve thought about it.

Wang Zhuzi is like a mad dog.

If he starts biting around, it will cause a big problem.

Make him keep his mouth shut!”

Azhong: “Okay, I’ll take care of it right away!”

Hearing the commotion, Su Junze came out of the room with concern and asked, “What happened?”

Lin Qing couldn’t possibly tell Su Junze about her sister and Song Liang’s situation.

Her face was ashen and she looked lost, but she had to say, “Wang Zhuzi’s leg was broken by his older brother.

Junze, you should pretend you know nothing about this.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be good for the Su family’s reputation.”

Afterward, she took a few deep breaths to calm her emotions before asking Su Junze to go back to rest.

Su Junze didn’t push further.

It had not been easy for the Su family to establish connections with the Chu family.

They certainly couldn’t afford to cause any bad gossip at such a critical time.

Especially Old Master Chu, who hated nothing more than the younger generation using power to oppress others.

Beidu is divided into nine cities.

Yet their Su family is outside of these nine cities.

He had no chance to mingle with the heirs of the No.

01 Courtyard Manor, but he also couldn’t afford to be a drag on his family.

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Song Yunuan had no idea how many people had spent a sleepless night yesterday.

She certainly hadn’t slept well, thinking it over and over.

She decided she had to go to the county seat.

She needed to talk to Lin Qing directly.

It was crucial to prevent trouble before it happened.

Just after finishing breakfast, before she could share her thoughts, a jeep pulled up in front of the Song family’s gate.

Everyone in the house looked outside.

Aunt Sun called out, stretching her neck, “Old Mrs.

Song, you have visitors!”

Little Asheng was quick to act, he pushed open the window just in time to see Old Man Ji and a five or six-year-old girl standing outside the gate.

His eyes lit up, and he swooped out of the window and ran towards Old Man Ji.

The little guy was clearly delighted but crossed his arms and pouted, huffing, “Hmph, mean Old Man Ji, what are you doing at my house?”

Old Man Ji’s face, which had been stern, was unwittingly softened into a smile by the indignant Little Asheng.