Chapter 220: Silence
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
My goodness, what utter nonsense was that elderly woman spouting? The villagers stood in shocked disbelief.
Su Bin and the others were consumed by anger.
Su Lan could no longer tolerate this absurdity. She seized a broom and directed it at her former mother-in-law’s feet. “You wretched hag, leave this place immediately!”
Observing the distressing spectacle, Qin Zhenzhen swiftly guided Xiaoyu into another room, shielding the child from such a distressing scene.
Wang Yizhi’s father rushed to aid his wife, yet Su Lan’s fury seemed to transform her into a force to be reckoned with as she brandished the broom.
Though most of her strikes missed their mark, some did connect with the ground, while a few grazed the old woman’s feet, prompting her to emit exaggerated cries of pain.
In the grip of her anger, Su Lan recognized the limits she must observe. She was well aware that taking a life would invite legal repercussions, and even if injuries were sustained, medical bills would be her responsibility.
Wang Yizhi’s parents tumbled to the floor, with his mother resorting to feigning helplessness. “Lanlan, if pummeling us can alleviate your frustration, then strike us with all your might!”
“Should you choose to reconcile with my son, I’ll offer no resistance, even if my demise is the cost…”
Upon hearing these words, Su Lan flung the broom aside and declared, “Eject them, or carry them out if necessary…”
Out of sight, out of mind.
Their presence had become unbearable. The thought of physically removing them had crossed their minds, but Su Lan’s sister had not voiced her opinion on the matter.
With that declaration, Su Lan approached Wang Yizhi. “Will you depart of your own volition, or shall we assist you in vacating this place?”
Wang Yizhi was consumed by shame. He remained on bended knee, understanding that there was no avenue of retreat. Determinedly, he attempted to rise.
Wang Yizhi’s mother directed her outcry at Su Lan.
“Su Lan, is your heart made of ice? My son, a Cultivated Talent, kneels before no ordinary person. Yet here he kneels before you, and you remain unmoved!”
“Are those rumors actually true? Your former flame has returned, and that’s why you’re seeking a divorce, claiming you’re heartless…
Before she could complete her sentence, she erupted, “Enough!”
Following this, she forcefully ushered Wang Yizhi’s parents out of the premises.
Under Su Bin’s icy stare, Wang Yizhi exited with his head bowed.
Su Qing and Su Cheng discarded the items that Wang Yizhi and his companions had brought.
Su Ping issued a stern warning to Wang Yizhi’s parents. “Should you ever dare to trouble my sister or tarnish her reputation, be prepared to face the consequences!”
Equally coldly, Su Bin cautioned Wang Yizhi, “Aspiring to be a Cultivated Talent comes with the responsibility of understanding appropriate conduct.”
Wang Yizhi rallied his parents and mumbled, “Let’s return home.”
The intensity of Su Bin’s gaze sent shivers down his spine. He finally felt a hint of trepidation.
The statuses of Su Lan and the others had transformed significantly since their past encounters. Annoy them, and the Marquis Mansion could effortlessly suppress even a Cultivated Talent.
Formerly, he might have used his wife’s connections to ascend the social ladder. However, now he and Su Lan were adversaries, and any chance of reconciliation had faded away.
He was destined to endure further mistreatment and torment from the stout woman.
Wang Yizhi and his parents continued down the road, until Wang Yizhi’s mother curbed her urge to berate Su Lan.
Nonetheless, she could no longer contain herself, addressing Wang Yizhi, “My son, strive diligently to become the Primus, and let the entire Su Family seethe with fury!”
Wang Yizhi’s father cast an exasperated glance at his wife. “You believe becoming the Primus is a simple feat?”
His wife countered. “If others can make it, my son can make it too!”
Wang Yizhi felt so annoyed.. “Stop it, just be quiet!”
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