Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 48 - Lin Qing, are you sick_1

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Lin Qing, are you sick?_1

Chapter 48 -48: Lin Qing, are you sick?_1

Asheng had just picked up the candy that Lin Qing threw onto the ground, which she had snatched from Xiujuan Sister.

He pouted his little buttocks as he picked it up, the little guy looking like he was about to cry.

Song Yunuan, feeling heartbroken, picked up her little brother as Old Man Song looked on with a bit of worry.

Song Yunuan waved them off, then she asked about what had happened.

Asheng, with his extraordinary memory, recounted the conversation and the other party’s expressions to Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan, looking at where Lin Qing and her group had disappeared to, finally understood the question that had been puzzling her all this time.

She was utterly speechless.

At the same time, she really believed that a spit storm could drown a person.

She said to Asheng, “Go tell Grandpa and Aunt that you all wait for me on the road behind the guesthouse.

I’m going to speak with Lin Qing for a bit and will find you afterwards.”

Asheng, seeing that his sister’s expression was a bit off, obediently nodded but still asked, “Sister, do you want me to accompany you, or do you need help?”

Song Yunuan pinched her brother’s cheek, “No need.”

If Grandpa and the others went, they would only make things worse.

Song Yunuan waved to Old Man Song and then quickly started running ahead.

They were in the backyard of the guesthouse, and walking around would take them to the main entrance.

This time, just like before, she was not allowed to enter.

Song Yunuan cheerfully spoke to the receptionist, “Could you please tell Lin Qing that I know all the truth and if she wants to hear it, she should come down.”

You don’t slap a smiling face, and since the receptionist wasn’t fond of Lin Qing, who was always cold-faced, she immediately called the upstairs service desk.

At that moment, Su Junze was going to pick up Old Mr.

Ji.

His family wasn’t happy with him staying here all the time.

Although the Su family was very satisfied with this marriage, Lin Qing had not yet married into the family and was already ordering Su Junze around daily, something Mother Su couldn’t stand.

But when her son said he was picking up and dropping off Old Mr.

Ji every day, she agreed without a word.

She even said to take good care of Old Mr.

Ji and not to let anything go wrong, or else he would be held accountable.

Therefore, Su Junze’s stay here was completely justified.

His workplace had given him a long leave too.

He and Lin Qing came out together; he was heading to the garage to get the car, while Lin Qing, with a frosty face, walked to where Song Yunuan was sitting in the lobby sofa, and asked in a cold voice, “What do you know?”

Song Yunuan smiled, her smile not reaching her eyes, “Do you want to hear it here?”

Lin Qing’s expression changed.

Naturally, they couldn’t talk here, so, she took Song Yunuan to a small meeting room on the first floor.

After closing the door, Song Yunuan, facing the grim-faced Lin Qing, said directly, “Lin Qing, are you sick?”

Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, then, overwhelmed with embarrassed anger, snapped, “Who are you calling sick?”

“I’m calling you sick.

My brother kindly offered Xiujuan some candy, what right did you have to throw it on the ground?”

“You…” Lin Qing opened her mouth but looking at the pretty little face, she still said viciously, “You should ask your dad about that.”

“What, was it my dad who beat up your sister?”

“Song Yunuan, what exactly do you know?” Lin Qing’s hatred surged as she growled through clenched teeth.

“I know that you’re just a fool.

Did you hear someone casually saying Asheng and Xiujuan look alike and decide that Xiujuan must be related to my dad?” Song Yunuan’s voice was calm, but her demeanor was anything but the sweet and clever look she usually had.

“…” Lin Qing had not expected Song Yunuan to be so blunt.

Her face turned livid with rage, “Song Yunuan, some things had better not be true because if they are, I will make your Song family pay dearly!”

Song Yunuan snorted with laughter, “What things had better not be true?”

“…

you can go back and ask your dad if he has ever done anything wrong?” Lin Qing glared at Song Yunuan unwaveringly.

“No need to ask, I’ll tell you right now,” Song Yunuan knocked on the table.

“Lin Qing, you listen to me carefully, if my dad has been negligent, the organization will deal with it.”

Lin Qing continued to stare intently at Song Yunuan.

This little girl seemed to be much smarter than Siqi.

Either Siqi herself was incompetent, or the Song family intentionally raised her poorly.

Why would they do that, unless they knew Qin Siqi wasn’t their own flesh and blood?

Song Yunuan didn’t give Lin Qing a chance to speak: “My dad hasn’t done a single wrong thing, even when using the brigade’s cart for our house, he pays for it honestly.”

“My dad agreed to testify for Lin Zhiqing, naturally, the Wang family in the village harbored hatred toward my dad, trying by all means to hinder him, without a witness, you would find it difficult to pin down Wang Zhuzi.”

“How to stop my dad?

Naturally, it’s to prevent him from standing out as a witness.

Let me guess, did the Wang family tell you that my dad bullied men and women in Erdao River Village, and even claimed my dad wronged your sister, and that Xiujuan is my dad’s child?”

Lin Qing slammed her palm on the table, her chest heaving, her eyes blazing with extreme emotion at Song Yunuan.

“Why glare at me, are you so eager to slander your sister and my dad?

Does your sister know about it?” Song Yunuan asked sharply.

At this moment, all previous confusions were resolved.

It was this presumptuous fool before her.

Ha, the main heroine?

No, she is presumptuous, but she isn’t a fool.

Because she didn’t harm others to her own detriment, she really was the main heroine, acting on her own sense of justice.

What did it matter to her whether others lived or died?

After all, she had money, power, status, and a band of followers behind her.

If she dislikes you, she’ll get rid of you.

After all, below her were nothing but cheers.

The unjustly dead were of the Song family.

Lin Qing simply admitted: “That’s right, it was Wang Dazhi who said it.

Wang Zhuzi even wanted to sue my dad, but I was worried it would impact my sister, so I didn’t let him.

Do you know what Wang Dazhi said?”

Song Yunuan’s gaze turned piercing as she stepped forward, almost the same height as Lin Qing.

She was younger than Lin Qing, but her presence was much more formidable.

Lin Qing felt a constriction in her breathing.

“Wang Dazhi spouted filthy language; only an imbecile like you would find pleasure in that.

Back when we were sent to the countryside, many young educated people came to Erdao River Village, including several girls, almost ten of them.

My dad made it clear then that the riff-raff in the village were not allowed to harass the female educated youths and even used the Youth Office and committee to pressure them.”

“Not all ten fingers are the same length; who can guarantee that nearly a thousand villagers are all good?

My dad couldn’t keep an eye on them every single day without fail.”

“Go to the educated youths’ site and ask those two female educated youths if my dad ever, because of Wang Dazhi harassing a female educated youth, sent him for reformation for a month just to make an example out of him?”

“Lin Qing, the suffering of your sister is indeed tragic, but even more tragic is the fact that she and Wang Zhuzi were husband and wife.

Without her asking for help, how could my dad intervene?”

“What, just because my dad is a brigade leader, does that make him their father, having to watch over every single household?”

Lin Qing was rendered speechless.

This Song Yunuan was aggressive and fast-talking, each word striking at the heart.

“That’s your dad; you would naturally defend him whether it’s true or not,” Lin Qing finally found her voice, speaking dryly.

Song Yunuan suddenly laughed, nodding in agreement: “You’re absolutely right, that’s my dad, and regardless of whether it’s true or not, I will certainly defend my dad’s reputation.”

Lin Qing glared at Song Yunuan, feeling a chill spread through her body.

Intuitively, Song Yunuan was up to something!