Chapter 1251: Chapter 1251: Ill-intentioned Visitor

After watching for a while, it became clear.

“His leg is disabled—” someone couldn’t help exclaiming, only to abruptly cover their mouth halfway through because the man with his back turned suddenly looked around. Eyes like a cold pool, like eternal ice encompassing an unshakable chill, inundated the air with a towering malevolence.

In the man’s eyes lay an undisguised loathing, revenge.

Yes!

Revenge.

At that moment, several of the lined-up elders fainted on the spot. Yet, what was frightening was that not a single person dared to step forward to help them up, let alone curse.

Everyone was as meek as quails.

Songshan quietly exhaled and gestured for someone to come forward and wake the people up.

Just then, Seventh great uncle and his group came over with Su Dachun and Ma Xiulan.

The moment Ma Xiulan arrived, she saw Song Jiaming sprawled on the ground like a dead dog. He was her pride and joy for a lifetime, the one her future blessings depended on.

She didn’t have the presence of mind to assess the situation and instinctively rushed over but was grabbed by Third grandma.

“Are you looking for death?” Third grandma was about to hate Ma Xiulan to death.

If it hadn’t been for her insatiable greed that had concocted that scheme, they wouldn’t have had to live in a constant state of anxiety for their entire lives. Now that the other party had come knocking, the entire scene indicated that the visitor bore ill will.

The only hope now was to deny everything.

As long as they denied it, there might still be a way out.

“Then…” Ma Xiulan gritted her teeth and glared at Third grandma, “what the hell is going on?”

“Not everyone has arrived yet, we’ll explain later!” Songshan suddenly stepped forward with a smile, stealing Third grandma’s words, and at this moment, Song Jinyan was already sitting on a very solid and quality-looking wooden sofa chair like an unmovable mountain.

Next to him was a row of similar chairs, clearly intended for the visitors.

Song Jinyan turned his head and glanced at village chief Li Youcai, “You’re the village chief?”

Li Youcai wiped off sweat in alarm, “I am, I’m the village chief of Trinity village.”

“Don’t be afraid! We mean no harm.”

Song Jinyan’s voice was deep and mellow, convincing, yet for some reason, it only made Li Youcai more afraid.

Songshan’s mouth twitched, thinking if this was no ill intent, what then constituted ill intent?

Song Jinyan’s gaze swept over the crowd; everyone his eyes fixed on involuntarily lowered their heads to avoid his gaze. When he saw Su Dachun and his group, the corners of his lips slowly formed a cold, harsh arc.

Having finished scanning the crowd, Song Jinyan began to gaze out towards the main road leading into the village, surely the Su sisters would be coming from that direction.

As Song Jinyan stopped paying attention to the crowd, someone in the throng dared to scrutinize him closely.

“Mother, who is this man? Who is he?” Li Xue tugged excitedly at Wang Chunyan’s arm, squeezing so hard Wang Chunyan nearly shouted out in pain, “Who is this man?”

“Whoever he is, he’s not someone you can even dream about,” Wang Chunyan covered Li Xue’s mouth with one hand and pulled her from the front to the back, scolding her fiercely, “Use your brain for once, don’t lose your senses over a man; I’m fed up with you embarrassing us.”

Recently, Li Xue had been pestering Wang Chunyan to go to the Province too, even unwilling to keep her job at the town’s radio station, adamant about finding Su Wen.

She said it was to find Su Wen, but Wang Chunyan understood perfectly well that it was Lin Weiguo she was after.

Ever since Su Qing’s male classmate had visited, Li Xue was like someone under a spell, desperate to find him.

If Lin Weiguo was interested in Li Xue as well, Wang Chunyan would naturally support it.