Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 373: No Coincidence Makes a Story

Chapter 373: Chapter 373: No Coincidence Makes a Story

As she spoke, Song Yunuan suddenly stopped.

Turning to Lew Yuan, she asked, "Is my analysis correct?"

Lew Yuan’s voice strained, "You’re right about everything. The items were destroyed, but I have the receipt. Yet, Lin Xuezhu acts like a madwoman. If I produce the receipt without the items, she will go crazier. She might even confront Song Ting to demand these two things, believing I gave Song Ting the red scarf and the black boots. That’s the main reason I never mentioned it."

Lin Xuezhu felt a dryness in her throat as if something was stuck there.

It was actually true.

Because Lew Yuan said there was a receipt.

Lin Xuezhu couldn’t believe it as she looked at Lew Yuan, who didn’t even glance at her.

He was only talking to Song Yunuan.

He didn’t even look at Song Ting.

Song Yunuan suddenly turned to Lin Xuezhu and asked, "Just now my Youngest Aunt said if she was wrong, she would rather resign and go home, but what about you, Lin Xuezhu? If the matter of buying the books can be explained, would you dare agree to what I just proposed?"

Lin Xuezhu murmured, "What did you just say?"

Song Yunuan repeated it.

"You need to publicly apologize to my Youngest Aunt at the meeting and take the initiative to leave the cultural troupe.

Moreover, if we ever hear a rumor about my Youngest Aunt, for each instance, you’d have to compensate her a hundred yuan, with no cap..."

Looking at Lew Yuan, Lin Xuezhu couldn’t quite describe what she was feeling inside.

But looking at Song Ting, her hatred for her grew. It was all her fault. If it hadn’t been for her, she and Lew Yuan would still be fine, they wouldn’t have fought, and she wouldn’t have been pushed into arguing with him. All of this was caused by Song Ting.

She’s just a slut.

She doesn’t deserve to be Zhu Mann’s disciple, nor does she deserve to participate in performances. Such a person shames all women.

With venomous eyes, she looked at Song Ting and then at Song Yunuan. Neither of them was good.

She wished she could marry them off to old bachelors in the mountains so they could never have a good life.

Lin Xuezhu gritted her teeth, "Am I supposed to be afraid of you? As long as you provide a reason I can accept, I will agree."

Even if money was spent, it was done for show. Why should she buy books for Song Ting?

This thought made Lin Xuezhu itch to claw Song Ting to death.

There was a rift with Lew Yuan, and she didn’t know how to mend it. Why should that slut Song Ting still get to go to Beidu?

After all, she had done nothing wrong.

The one at fault was Song Ting.

What a slut, greedy for anything a man offers, truly shallow and blind.

Song Yunuan furrowed her brows.

Lin Xuezhu must be ill, why were her eyes filled with malice when she looked at her youngest aunt?

The real troublemaker was Lew Yuan, right?

And Song Yunuan realized, often it’s women who disparage other women.

This time, Song Yunuan still focused on Lew Yuan, "In the provincial city’s Xinhua Bookstore, did you and your leader run into an old man wearing reading glasses with a scar above his right eyebrow?"

Lew Yuan paused, then recalled carefully. Indeed, there had been such an elderly man, who had even helped him find the book he bought for Song Ting.

"There was such an old man. Before I could thank him, he was hurriedly called away by the bookstore staff," Lew Yuan said, his eyes full of confusion, "But how do you know about this? You... shouldn’t know."

Song Yunuan replied, "That’s Director Whang of Xinhua Bookstore, a close friend of my Third Grandpa. He told me that the bookstore had a new book that my Youngest Aunt didn’t have. I was going to mail it to her, but it happened that you and your leader went to the bookstore.

There, you and your leader talked about Song Ting from the cultural troupe being a promising talent. You had heard my Youngest Aunt talking about this book with Chief Ghu a few days ago."

"At that time, there were no bookstores in Nanshan County Town. If there had been, I would have thought about bringing a book back for you all; your leadership was very supportive of this idea."

Having said this, Song Yunuan turned to Lew Yuan and asked, "Comrade Lew, am I right?"

The shock in Lew Yuan’s eyes was unmistakable, and he felt a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He could be certain that Song Yunuan was not at the bookstore at that time.

But how did she know about it?

Was that old man the director of the bookstore?

Why was this suddenly so bone-chilling?

Yet, he still replied, "You’re right, that’s exactly what I told my leadership at the time. I was also seeking his opinion, after all, he knows me the best."

The conference room was very quiet.

So quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

In the conference room, there were Chief Ghu and two directors, two police officers, members of the Song family, Zhu Xiumei, and another person who got along well with Lin Xuezhu.

The expressions on their faces were indescribably horrified.

What was going on here?

How did Song Yunuan know this information?

Lew Yuan’s expression was similar to theirs, which proved that he was also unaware.

Song Yunuan then asked Chief Ghu, "Chief Ghu, was what I just said about you accurate, even just in part?"

Chief Ghu took a deep breath and nodded seriously, "Yes, Song Ting told me that day, and just as Lew Yuan came to deliver a script, he indeed overheard it."

Song Yunuan smiled, "People always say ’coincidences can make strange bedfellows,’ and there is certainly truth to that. In the bookstore, Comrade Lew and his leader were overheard by Grandpa Whang, who knew they were from Nanshan County Town. Grandpa Whang then found this book.

He originally wanted to ask you to bring it back, but there was an urgent matter, and by the time he returned, both you and your leader had already left. A few days ago, I spoke with Grandpa Whang on the phone, and this was what we discussed.

However, at the time, I didn’t know the two individuals were Comrade Lew and your leader, and Grandpa Whang didn’t know which unit you were from in Nanshan County Town. So, when I was passing through the provincial city by train, Grandpa Whang made a special trip to the station and gave me the book."

Everyone in the conference room was stunned.

This was just too much of a coincidence.

It was like something out of a storytelling show.

Song Yunuan said, "To be fair, I will stand next to Chief Ghu. Youngest Aunt, you go first and tell us the name of the book you bought from Comrade Lew."

Song Ting was only startled for a moment, then immediately stated the name of the book.

Lew Yuan nodded, and although no one from Song Ting’s dormitory was in the conference room, Director Peng was aware of the title of the troublesome book.

When both parties spoke out, naturally the name was the same.

When Chief Ghu held up the book in his hand, everyone exclaimed in shock—it really was that book.

Song Yunuan said, "The pity lies in the fact that this book was indeed the one my Youngest Aunt had always wanted, which is why she spent money to buy it.

This is just normal interaction; without you, Comrade Lew, someone else would have brought the book back. If Grandpa Whang hadn’t had an emergency and had explained things clearly, there wouldn’t have been any issue today."

Lin Xuezhu’s face was ashen: ...

Why do I still feel something is off?

No, no, I need to think this through properly.

Her mind was in chaos.

Yet in the end, she latched onto one thing and argued steadfastly, "Even so, Song Ting shouldn’t have bought the book that Lew Yuan brought."