Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy Novel - Chapter 83
Chapter 83: Miserable Ending, The Mysterious Man
Sun Qionghua’s words were equivalent to a slap slapping Jiang Fengya to death.
After speaking, she walked straight toward Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan.
It was Qiao Aiyun’s first time seeing Sun Qionghua be so domineering just now. She frowned slightly and subconsciously protected Song Fengwan behind her. After all, Sun Qionghua had never liked her daughter when she was engaged to Fu Yuxiu.
“Ms. Qiao, don’t be nervous. I mean no harm.” Sun Qionghua was very smart. She used to call her Mrs. Song, but she now changed the way she addressed Qiao Aiyun.
“Then you’re…” Qiao Aiyun was suspicious.
“Yuxiu is a bastard and has done wrong. He brought a lot of harm to Wanwan because his father and I were overseas and didn’t rush back in time to stop him. I’m here to apologize to Wanwan on behalf of our family.” Then Sun Qionghua actually bowed deeply to Song Fengwan.
“Auntie, what are you doing?” Song Fengwan couldn’t accept her bowing like this, so she hurriedly went over to help her up. “Please don’t be like this.”
Qiao Aiyun didn’t do anything. The Fu family was in the wrong, and it was only right for them to apologize.
Song Fengwan was a junior, so she naturally couldn’t accept it just like that.
“It’s what I should do. You didn’t do anything wrong. He was the one behaving atrociously because I didn’t discipline him well.”
Because of this matter, Sun Qionghua had been reprimanded by the two elders at home quite a lot. But Song Fengwan lived with Fu Chen, so she didn’t dare to go at all. Today’s occasion was also more suitable.
Her actions were indirectly raising the value of both Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan, as well as degrading Song Jingren.
“Wanwan, I know you’re a good child. Our Yuxiu’s eyes were blinded by pig oil. Something dirty covered his eyes, and he couldn’t see your good side.”
With this, she was degrading Jiang Fengya.
… Saying that she was dirty.
“How many days are you staying in Yuncheng? If you have time, come to my house. I’ll personally cook something delicious for you and let that bastard properly apologize to you.”
“I may be leaving soon.” Song Fengwan was a student after all, so she had to rush back to go to school and study.
“It’s alright. I’m going to the capital soon. Let’s go together, and I’ll see you off.” Sun Qionghua was obviously trying to be nice to her.
In the eyes of Song Jingren and Jiang Fengya, her actions were even more painful than slapping their faces.
The numerous people present looked at each other and were all waiting to see what would happen next.
Duan Linbai reached out to hold Fu Chen and whispered softly, “Third Fu, is your second sister-in-law starting to have ideas about her again? Is it a blessing or a curse for you to call her back?”
Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. “Impossible.”
“Why not? Look at how intimate she’s holding her hands.”
Fu Chen glared at him. “With me around, she won’t have a chance.”
Duan Linbai sneered. You’re rather confident in yourself.
Sun Qionghua didn’t stay in the Song family mansion for long. She chatted with Song Fengwan for a while and apologized to Qiao Aiyun continuously. When she turned around, she specially took a look at Jiang Fengya.
Jiang Fengya was so frightened that she almost went limp and fell to the ground.
“Mr. Song, my son needs to be disciplined, and I will take care of him myself. Please discipline your daughter well too. At her age, she should be studying hard and putting her thoughts on the right path.
“She shouldn’t keep thinking about how to reach the sky in a single step.”
Song Jingren originally thought that he could rely on Jiang Fengya to get close to the Fu family. But before he could gain any benefits, his reputation was already ruined.
“Song Jingren is doomed this time. What kind of thing did he acknowledge? He even caused his wife and child to leave him.”
“Is there anything more painful than being slapped in the face by the Fu family? This Mrs. Fu is notorious for not being easy to deal with. Jiang Fengya was really courting death by playing such a trick in front of her.”
“I keep feeling that the Fu family wasn’t interested in the Song family when they were previously engaged to them…”
“Before Old Master Qiao passed away, he was also a famous figure, though he kept a low profile. When he passed away, the higher-ups even gave him wreaths and elegiac couplets. It’s really hard to say.”
…
Everyone present had discerning eyes. With a simple analysis, they seemed to see through some of the key points within.
Song Jingren’s pupils constricted. He looked at Qiao Aiyun, who was bidding farewell to Sun Qionghua, in fear.
For a moment, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. His organs were in knots, and he couldn’t breathe. His face was so stifled that it was turning purple.
His expression was a multitude of colors, just like a clown.
“Then I’ll get going first. I’ll treat you two to a meal properly another day.” Sun Qionghua didn’t stay for long. When she passed by Fu Chen, she asked, “Third Brother, are you and Linbai coming to my place tonight?”
“No, we’ve booked a hotel.”
“Let’s go together. Shall I see you two off?” Sun Qionghua hadn’t interacted much with Fu Chen. As the Fu family’s youngest son, he was very shrewd. When talking to him, even as his sister-in-law, she had to be very polite.
This was Yuncheng, and it was considered her territory, so she naturally had to play the host.
“Okay.”
Duan Linbai had thought that Fu Chen would say something, but he didn’t expect him to leave just like that.
“Third Fu, are you going to let Cheng Lan off just like that?” Duan Linbai was confused. Jiang Fengya is involved in the Song family’s family affairs, so it’s fine if he doesn’t care. But he’s not going to deal with Cheng Lan either?
“What’s the hurry? Wait until she returns to the capital. The show has only just started. After making a big mess, do you think Cheng Guofu will let her off easily with his temper?
“Plus Cheng Tianyi’s incident…
“We’ll have to settle scores slowly.”
His lips curled into a slightly sinister smile.
Fu Chen bore grudges. He had a notebook in his mind that recorded whoever did or owed something to him very clearly.
With the Song family’s incident, Song Fengwan’s heart was in a mess. Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan were supporting each other, and they also needed time to calm themselves down, so Fu Chen wasn’t in a hurry to see her. Moreover, Sun Qionghua was smart. He couldn’t let her see through anything and accidentally expose himself.
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After Fu Chen and the others left, Cheng Lan fled with her tail between her legs. The guests saw that the show was over and all left quietly.
Soon, there were only a few people remaining in the originally noisy living room of the Song family mansion.
The lively filiation banquet ended miserably.
“President Song, I’ve drawn up the divorce agreement. This…” Secretary Zhang jogged over, his forehead covered in sweat.
“I’ll wait for my lawyer to come before I talk to you about this agreement. This house belongs to Wanwan. I’ll get someone to come and collect the house tomorrow. The irrelevant people should quickly pack their things and get lost. Wanwan, let’s go.”
Now, the atmosphere in the house was foul. Qiao Aiyun felt nauseous and couldn’t suppress this feeling at all. She pulled Song Fengwan and strode out.
Song Jingren was stunned for a moment, but he bit the bullet and chased after her.
“Dad—” Jiang Fengya’s face was covered in tears, but Song Jingren didn’t even turn to look at her.
Inside a car not far from the Song family mansion…
A man watched as Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan came out. Then he raised his hand and signaled the chauffeur. “Let’s go.”
“Go?” His secretary was dumbfounded. He didn’t even attend the meeting, abandoning the company, and came all the way here. And he’s leaving just like that?
“Book a return flight.”
His secretary was speechless and didn’t understand at all.
The chauffeur started the car and was about to leave. The man turned his head and looked out the window. Song Jingren actually chased after her, and it seemed like there was an argument…
“Stop the car.” His voice was low and hoarse. His eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous dark light in his gaze.
