Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 314: Tomahawk’s Return

Lu Ranglian was dumbfounded; sure enough, something major had happened again.

He had a bad feeling.

"Hahaha, she said she has a handle on me, why doesn’t she say that the handle is in my hands?"

Song Wanlin was unwilling; she had devotedly loved this man for fifteen years, once betraying her own husband for him.

She also gave up a dreamlike love for this man.

Back then, Su Qingli had woven countless enchanting dreams for her, but for this man, she personally shattered them, leading to her current downfall.

"Lu Ranglian, you actually want to divorce me for a slut!" Song Wanlin said, "Now you despise me as dirty, hahaha, it’s all the men of your Lu Family, even if I’m dirty, can I be dirtier than you?"

Lu Ranglian was so shocked he stepped back two steps, his face pale as paper, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Didn’t you ask me what hold Ye Xiumei has on me?" Song Wanlin stepped forward and grabbed Lu Ranglian’s collar,

"Did she not tell you? Fine, go tell her that if your Lu Family dares to kick me out, I’ll let the whole world know that Lu Jiabai raped me."

Lu Ranglian felt as if he were in a dream, his soul seemed to have left his body. From a bird’s-eye view, he watched Song Wanlin and his own body, feeling adrift and not knowing where to go.

"What are you saying?" Lu Ranglian turned his hand and strangled Song Wanlin’s neck. "What are you talking about? Are you crazy?"

Seeing the frantic Lu Ranglian, Song Wanlin felt a sense of revenge, "You wanted Lu Jiabai to marry my daughter, I went along with it, but it didn’t succeed. Instead, she drugged us;

that day, I and Lu Jiabai were locked together, and Lu Nianying and Liao Yongqiang were locked together, so Lu Ranglian, he is young, much stronger than you!"

So, this is why Song Wanlin was not satisfied with him?

"Hahahahaha!" Song Wanlin laughed wildly, verging on madness.

Lu Ranglian’s hand loosened, and Song Wanlin broke free from the restraint. She stepped back two steps against the wall, "Lu Ranglian, back then, you were the one who orchestrated the meeting between Zhenai Qianxia and Jiang Zhenguo, you knew from the start that Zheng Qianxia’s real name was Zhenai Qianxia, right?"

She chuckled twice, "Who do you think you are? You are notoriously a playboy; in your early twenties, anyone slightly attractive, whether forty or fourteen, was not spared by you. Did you also have feelings for Zhenai Qianxia?

She is more than one cycle older than you!"

"Shut up!" Lu Ranglian got up with irritation, "Song Wanlin, just stay put honestly!"

Song Wanlin rushed to the door, "Lu Ranglian, you can’t lock me up; if you dare harm me, your Lu Family will be waiting for its demise!"

Lu Ranglian ignored her voice; he did not know how to handle this matter for the time being, habitually planning to ask Master Lu for advice.

Master Lu closed his eyes and was sent to the hospital again.

When he woke up, it was already the next day. Even if Lord Yan summoned him repeatedly, he did not dare to follow, instructing Lu Ranglian, "Di-divorce her; send her to a- a farm in the northwest."

Between death and divorce, Song Wanlin chose divorce, even now still fearing death.

She was sent to the harshest farm in the northwest, in tattered clothes, her hair disheveled, dirty all over, wearing shackles on her feet and handcuffs, absentmindedly being herded into the farm when a familiar yet strange voice struck her like a thunderclap, awaking her.

"No need to accompany me; go handle your business. I know the way."

She suddenly looked up at the man, wearing a military uniform, straight as a pine; from the back, he seemed unchanged all these years.

After saying goodbye to his friend, the man quickly turned around; she saw his face, still handsome, with clear, sharp eyes, his high nose coated with a golden sunset glow, like the lofty peaks of old.

Fourteen years only made this man more majestic and formidable.

"Xu... Xu Jing’an?" Song Wanlin murmured dreamily.

The man seemed to have heard something, glanced her way but clearly didn’t recognize her, only nodded nobly, waved goodbye again to his friend, and boarded the jeep not far away.

The car turned, performed a beautiful fishtail, roared away, kicking up billowing yellow dust.

Song Wanlin ran toward the person sending him off, asking, "Was that, was that Xu Jing’an just now? Was it Xu Jing’an?"

The person looked Song Wanlin up and down and then shouted at her escort, "Why aren’t you taking her in? What are you idling here for?"

Those sent to this farm are usually those not far from the death penalty, heinous criminals, regardless of who she was, had no right to inquire about anything.

Zhao Qirui naturally saw no need to acknowledge this prisoner, directly having her thrown in.

Song Wanlin felt all her energy drained; had she not despised Xu Jing’an, not taken the wrong path, would she not be in this situation today?

The Lu Family, damn the Lu Family!

Will her MinxXu one day forget her, hate her, and disown her too?

Song Wanlin shivered uncontrollably, curling up in the corner of a broken hayloft, wholly transformed into a madwoman.

To the outside world, the Lu Family declared that Song Wanlin had died of illness.

The Huo Family was equally shocked upon hearing the news.

In Yan City, within the circles, things that could be hidden from the commoners could not be hidden from those within the circles, and the affairs of the Lu Family quickly became known, including how Song Wanlin originally intended to harm her daughter, but somehow the drugging went wrong, and she consumed it herself, resulting in an affair with a Lu family junior.

Even though Song Wanlin was not in Yan City, she remained a legend, and the last fig leaf of the Lu Family was torn away.

Huo Chi suddenly realized, "No wonder Lu Jiabai held such a grudge against Huanhuan, wishing to drink her blood and eat her flesh; so it was because of this matter!"

Huo Zui had managed to walk again, though only just, and to ensure complete recovery, still could not run, jump, or engage in any weight-bearing activities.

"What’s up with Lu Jiabai?"

Huo Chi recounted how he had disciplined Lu Jiabai. "Later on, I learned, that bastard often publicly badmouthed Huanhuan, slandering her; had I known sooner..."

"Had you known, you would have killed him, and wouldn’t you face execution?" Shen Xiuqin retorted, and she asked her husband,

"About the Lu Family’s plight today, I don’t even know what to say. If back then, Song Wanlin had minded her own business and not bothered Huanhuan, she wouldn’t have ended up like this."

It can be said as bloodless triumph.

The Lu Family’s current state is almost beyond belief.

It was as if a skyscraper had collapsed overnight.

Huo Zui grabbed his knee involuntarily with his hand, speaking with some emotion in his voice, "It should have nothing to do with her... with Huanhuan, she only retaliated a bit; the Lu Family’s fate was sealed long ago, this day was bound to come."

Not wanting to hear anyone speak ill of her, even if it was family and even if they meant nothing, just wishing all the bad things had nothing to do with her.

Huo Fuhai said, "Indeed, the Lu Family today is all due to their self-inflicted sins; do not say such things in the future to avoid misunderstandings."

Huo Zhenqing asked, "Dad, I heard ’Tomahawk’ is returning? Who will carry out those secret overseas missions in the future?"

’Tomahawk’ has accomplished many great feats over the years, supporting the nation’s work on multiple levels.

The return of ’Tomahawk’ is nearly known internally; everyone admires the person whose details are unknown to most, and there are concerns about who will take over the external support he provided after his return.