Wearing the Book, The Villain Cub Needs Feeding

Su Jiaoniang transmigrated into a book, becoming the mother of the big villain from an ancient melodrama—a paranoid, ruthless, and sadistic man.

In the book, the big villain is a notoriously ...

Chapter 23 The wicked deserve to be torn to pieces.

"You're right." Old Zhu nodded, her eyes gleaming. If she kept having children, having two in three years wouldn't be a problem. If she kept having children... well, Su Shi had no family to rely on anyway, so they were the ones who called the shots.

Just thinking about Su Jiaoniang's strength filled Old Zhu with dread.

"Mother, what are you afraid of? Once the medicine is taken, even the strongest person will be useless. If they still dare to resist, it means the medicine wasn't strong enough. If all else fails, we'll lock them up." A vicious glint flashed in Zhu's narrow eyes.

Thinking about how her husband had been acting like he was on drugs, tormenting her these past few nights, she felt a pang of sadness.

She got angry.

If it's just tormenting her, she's happy to do it; if the dead man dies on her body, then they're still family.

But he called out someone else's name.

He's still that same scoundrel.

How could Madam Zhu not be angry? If it weren't for Su Jiaoniang's actions, how could she have been rumored to be with Yang Fugui, and how could her daughter be so ashamed to go out?

"Mother, I heard that the Cai family in the county town needs a batch of maids, and they need to sign five-year contracts. I'd like to send Congrong to try out for them," Zhu asked tentatively.

You know, the maids who serve the young ladies of wealthy families are sought after even outside the mansion. Even if they don't serve the young ladies, they can still live a life of wealth and honor as concubines for the young masters. Now that the Cai family needs a beautiful maid, Madam Zhu thinks her daughter Congrong is perfect.

Old Madam Zhu shook her head. It wasn't that she didn't want Lu Congrong to go to the Cai family, but rather that Lu Congrong's appearance was simply not good enough for a nobleman.

With small, narrow eyes, thick lips, and dark skin, plus messy eyebrows, this kind of burly appearance is more suited to farming.

"If the Cai family wants a maid, we can sell our little girl and sign a life-or-death contract!" Old Madam Zhu said.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Su Jiaoniang's chest was filled with fire. Even if Old Zhu didn't like her or the original owner of the body and was a bit harsh on the children, she could understand. But what was going on now!

Whether it's Futu or Xiaoya, they are both Lu Wujiu's children.

He is the grandson of Old Zhu.

This method, this viciousness, has reached a point where normal people cannot understand it.

She even began to suspect that Old Zhu was not the biological mother of the man who died young in the original body, otherwise, how could she have done something that violated bloodline ethics?

Su Jiaoniang kicked the door open and went in. The two people who were talking saw her, their expressions changed, and they swallowed the words they were saying.

Zhu stepped back and pointed at Su Jiaoniang, cursing, "What are you doing, you shameless thing? How dare you lay a hand on your aunt? You are unfilial, and unfilial people will be drowned in a pig cage."

"Where is my son!" Su Jiaoniang asked coldly.

"You lost your son, what are you doing here? Bah, you slut! You can't even take care of your own child and you still dare to cause trouble? Be smart and hand your little girl over to your aunt to take care of." Zhu was extremely quick-witted. Hiding behind Old Zhu, she felt much bolder in her own home.

Su Jiaoniang frowned; she didn't want to waste any more time.

I don't want to listen to Zhu's rambling.

He pushed Old Zhu aside in a few steps, reached out and grabbed Little Zhu's neck, who was sitting behind him, and squeezed hard. Zhu clearly felt a pain in the bones of her neck, her breathing was controlled, her face turned purple, and her lungs needed oxygen.

"Where is my son?" Su Jiaoniang continued to ask.

Zhu was held by the neck by Su Jiaoniang and could not speak. She wanted to say something, but Su Jiaoniang would not let go.

What does it feel like to have someone grab your neck?

What does it feel like when darkness descends and there's nowhere to turn for help?

Zhu was surrounded by darkness. She tried to open her eyes wide, but still couldn't see anything. She felt like she was going to die.

Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell on Old Zhu: "Do you still want her to live?"

Old Zhu's lips trembled slightly: "You, you should let go quickly, you've killed someone, I don't really dare to kill anyone!"

Su Jiaoniang frowned, then suddenly laughed, staring at Zhu Shi, and said, "See? You're about to die, and this aunt still won't tell you how to save you. You're really pathetic!"

As Su Jiaoniang spoke, she released her grip on Zhu Shi's hand.

Zhu touched her neck, trying to breathe deeply. Su Jiaoniang approached old Zhu and asked, "Where is my son?"

Her voice softened considerably at that moment, and Old Madam Zhu shuddered at the thought, her expression changing drastically as she moved back. Su Jiaoniang continued, "Where is my son?"

Old Mrs. Zhu shook her head violently; she didn't know, she really didn't know.

The boss sold the person; she just helped snatch the little brat away from there.

But thinking about how Zhu Shi had almost been strangled to death, she had an absurd suspicion: Su Jiaoniang really was capable of murder. Because of this suspicion, she couldn't calm down and didn't even dare mention her eldest son. What if she killed him? What kind of jinx was this?!

"Would you like to try it too?" Su Jiaoniang's pretty but somewhat rough hand landed on Old Zhu's neck.

"At your age, you've probably lived long enough. Now I'll send you to meet the King of Hell." Su Jiaoniang knew that her emotions were not right and that what she was doing was no longer legal, but she was still a human being.

When the life of someone you care about most is threatened.

Sorry, I can't calm down.

Some people want to die!

Even the law cannot save them.

Old Zhu shook her head violently; she didn't want to die!

She had only been the matriarch for a few days; her son listened to her, her daughter-in-law respected her, and her married daughter brought her gifts every time she came back.

These days are so wonderful!

But when faced with Su Jiaoniang's cruel smile, she became frightened and completely lost her resolve. Compared to her son, her old life was more important.

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