Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1093: Severing Ties with You in the Press the Day After Tomorrow

Having wiped away all signs of her presence, she departed swiftly from the location.

The instant He Jinxuan spotted her emerging, he rushed straight over: "Where are we headed next?"

While striding forward, Xinyan replied, "The Xue family old residence."

It aligned perfectly with his guess. They raced the car to the target spot, encountering the watchers positioned nearby: "What took place after their departure?"

One of the watchers cast a glance toward the distant Xue residence and reported, "He drove first to the earlier car-borrowing site, where someone awaited him, and every item he transported ended up inside the Xue family home."

Xinyan addressed the two on surveillance, "The state-run restaurant should still offer meals at this hour."

As she uttered those words, she fished out cash and coupons from her pocket, thrusting them into one man's grasp: "Rush off and snag some piping hot food."

He Jinxuan jumped in before they could react: "Go on now, you've endured dry rations these last few days. Treat yourselves to a proper meal; we'll keep vigil over the site here.

If we're absent upon your return, stay calm. We'll bid farewell prior to leaving."

With their departure, He Jinxuan stepped forward: "This time, I'll head inside."

Xinyan regarded He Jinxuan with utmost seriousness: "Certain questions may find answers only from Mr. Xue, so I need to enter personally."

He Jinxuan grasped her intent, yet worry gnawed at him.

The courtyard held more than just Mr. Xue: "Then we enter as one. I'll stay right behind you, no chance of me interfering."

Xinyan recognized his concern: "Very well, we'll go together."

Unlike the prior dilapidated shack, the Xue mansion brimmed with guards at front and rear yards.

Once inside the yard, Xinyan assigned He Jinxuan a position: "Remain here until I summon you—don't step out otherwise."

Her orders complete, she exploited the guard's momentary distraction to dash toward the illuminated zone.

After a prolonged wait, an opening arose for her to approach beneath the window.

Prior gathered intel indicated this was Mr. Xue and his son's study.

Exploiting the tea bearer's entry, Xinyan tailed them indoors; fortuitously, a folding screen stood precisely at Mr. Xue's study entrance, offering ideal shelter.

Evading detection, she concealed herself behind the screen before seamlessly slipping into the space.

Invisible to those within, every word they uttered reached her ears distinctly.

Tea server departed, a voice queried: "Dad, why drag me here so late at night?"

Those words echoed, plunging the room into extended hush.

Mr. Xue shattered the quiet: "Back then, I was forced into regrettable actions, unaware that joining the pirate ship meant no escape."

"Dad, what exactly do you mean?"

"Just as you suspect—that's why I proposed family separation. Return tomorrow, all of you."

"Dad, this can't be! What of you, what of us..."

Unable to voice the full dread, panic etched his face: "Dad, is the situation truly dire?"

Mr. Xue affirmed with a nod: "It is, hence the newspaper notice I've scheduled for the day after tomorrow to disown you all."

Shock gripped the son: "Dad, must it reach such extremes?"

Mr. Xue's tone filled the air: "I dread it as much, yet news of the Li, Miao, and Chu families reached you? Our Xue clan falls next, I fear.

Family stayed clear of my dealings, but fallout will touch you regardless. Claim ignorance, uninvolvement—may the repercussions stay mild.

Tomorrow's allotment secures your lifetime in comfort and safety."

"No alternatives exist?"

"Only if those three clans hold their tongues, but united strikes from multiple sides, with authorities engaged, spell unavoidable disaster."

"Dad, disclose the cause at least—leave your son not flailing blindly, unable to discern foe from friend ahead."

After deep thought, Mr. Xue confessed: "Through years, openly and covertly, I've amassed many foes.

No direct hand from me, yet suspicions brew. This joint onslaught proves it—else how did three clans topple in mere days?"