Chapter 51 Adulterers
"Clang—!"
With a loud crash, the old wooden door of the east wing was kicked open by a foot wearing a leather shoe, the door panel slammed against the wall and bounced back.
Wen Xiaoxiao, who was folding baby clothes for Yizhen and Yibao on the kang (a heated brick bed), was startled by the sudden loud noise and dropped the clothes on the kang.
The two children were also frightened. Yi Bao pouted as if about to cry, while Yi Zhen stared blankly at the figure radiating rage at the doorway with wide, dark eyes.
Zhao Qingda stood blocking the doorway like a demon, his eyes bloodshot, pointing at Wen Xiaoxiao, his voice hoarse and distorted with extreme anger and humiliation:
"Wen Xiaoxiao! You shameless slut! You dare say you're pregnant with my child?! You're fucking kidding me! I've been with you for two years and haven't said a word. Did you get pregnant after sleeping with other people twice? Huh?! Tell me! Whose child is this bastard in your belly?! Is it that bastard Zhao Fei's?! You two adulterers have been hooking up for a long time, haven't you?! You're making a fool of me!"
He cursed, spitting as he spoke, his foul language like filthy hailstones raining down on Wen Xiaoxiao.
After Wen Xiaoxiao's initial fear subsided, an indescribable, sharp sense of resistance, like a spring compressed to its limit, suddenly rebounded!
She suddenly stood up from the kang (a heated brick bed), her face, which had been pale from morning sickness and excitement, now flushed with two unnatural red patches.
She straightened her thin back, her eyes fixed on Zhao Qingda, her voice low, each word sounding as if it had been quenched in ice water:
"Zhao Qingda! You're talking nonsense!"
"Whether Yizhen and Yibao are yours or not, you know it in your heart! Ask yourself honestly, are you fit to be a father?!" She said this with a hint of guilt, but she couldn't lose in terms of momentum. It was more of a complete denial and accusation against Zhao Qingda as a father.
She pointed to her lower abdomen, her tone becoming even more intense, with a ruthless edge bordering on self-destructive: "This is in my belly! This is your child, Zhao Qingda's! It's the bastard you left behind that night, you beast! I'm disgusted by it! I wish I could get rid of it right now! You call it a bastard? Zhao Qingda, you're the one who's blind, cowardly, and doesn't dare admit your mistakes! You son of a bitch!"
Her words were like a poisoned dagger, stabbing fiercely at Zhao Qingda.
The words "forced me" in particular made the neighbors who were peeking out from outside gasp, and their eyes immediately turned to Zhao Qingda with disdain.
Zhao Qingda was stunned by the insult, then flew into a rage: "You dare to insult me?! I'll kill you!" He lost his temper and was about to rush forward to attack.
"Zhao Qingda! What are you doing!" A deep, angry shout rang out, and Zhao Fei's tall figure stood in front of Wen Xiaoxiao like an iron tower.
He rushed in when he heard the noise. His face was ashen, and his eyes were as cold as ice in the dead of winter. He looked at Zhao Qingda as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Get out of my way, Zhao Fei! This is none of your business! This is my job to discipline my wife!" Upon seeing Zhao Fei, Zhao Qingda was filled with both old and new grudges, and his anger flared up even more.
"Discipline her?" Zhao Fei retorted, his voice icy cold. "Try touching her again."
"Try it then! I've had my eye on you for ages! Stop pretending to be all high and mighty! You're having an affair with her! Bastard father!" Zhao Qingda swore without thinking and threw a punch at Zhao Fei's face!
Zhao Fei turned his head to dodge, and the last bit of hesitation in his eyes disappeared.
He stopped talking and punched Zhao Qingda hard in the stomach! The two of them started fighting instantly, knocking over the washbasin stand by the wall. The enamel basin crashed to the ground, spilling water everywhere.
Zhao Qingda had a ruthless fighting spirit, and with the added fuel of his anger, he fought Zhao Fei, who had been doing manual labor for many years, to a standstill.
In the chaos, Zhao Qingda found a heavy enamel mug on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and without thinking, he swung it and smashed it hard on Zhao Fei's forehead!
With a muffled thud, the teacup warped, and blood instantly appeared on Zhao Fei's forehead, flowing down his brow bone.
"Dad!" Zhao Yidi, who had just returned from school, rushed into the yard and saw this scene. She screamed in fright.
Zhao Fei's vision went black from the blow, but the intense pain also stirred up the fighting spirit in his bones.
He grunted, steadied himself, and just as Zhao Qingda was about to throw a second punch, he suddenly lunged forward and delivered a heavy hook punch that landed squarely on Zhao Qingda's left eye socket!
"Ouch!" Zhao Qingda screamed, covering his eyes and staggering backward. Stars flashed before his eyes, and his left eye swelled up at a visible speed, turning black and blue.
The main room was a mess, filled with heavy breathing, the smell of blood, and the cries of women and children.
Outside the door, neighbors who had gathered around after hearing the commotion peeked out, pointed, and whispered among themselves.
"My God, they've really started fighting!"
"Did you hear that? Zhao Qingda said the child isn't his..."
"Wen Xiaoxiao is ruthless enough; she directly cursed back."
"I knew it! The way Zhao Fei usually treats Xiaoxiao is different..."
"Now look what's happened, the facade has completely fallen apart."
These whispers buzzed into Wen Xiaoxiao's ears like flies, making her feel dizzy and cold.
The family scandal was exposed to the light of day in the most shameful way.
Zhao Qingda covered his eyes, panting heavily, and looked through his swollen eyelids at Zhao Fei, who stood in front of Wen Xiaoxiao, his forehead bleeding but his eyes still cold.
He pointed at Wen Xiaoxiao and roared hoarsely, "Divorce! This marriage must end! Wen Xiaoxiao, listen to me! I don't want you anymore! You slut! Take your bastard child and get out of our Zhao family! Go wherever you want! I don't want those two girls, Yizhen and Yibao either! They're a waste of money! Who knows if they're even my children!"
He glared fiercely at Zhao Fei again: "And you! Zhao Fei! You wait! This isn't over!"
After saying that, fearing he would be beaten again, he forced himself to straighten his back despite his disheveled appearance and, cursing, rushed out of the courtyard amidst the various gazes of the crowd.
Zhao Fei wiped the blood that had flowed to the corner of his eye and was about to chase after him.
"Big brother! Don't chase after them!" Wen Xiaoxiao cried out, her voice trembling as she held her two terrified children.
At this moment, Zhao Yidi, with red eyes, like an enraged little beast, grabbed a wooden stick that was usually used to prop the door shut from behind it and chased after Zhao Qingda in the direction he had fled, waving the stick and shouting, "You bad guy! You're not allowed to bully my aunt anymore! You're not allowed to talk about my dad! Get out! Get out now!"
As a fourth grader, she could understand and remember what she read.
She had a clear sense of who was truly good to her and who was the villain who caused her harm.
The courtyard gradually quieted down, leaving only the children's cries and suppressed sobs.
The neighbors who had been watching the spectacle saw that the main characters had all left, but today's "good show" was destined to become the latest juiciest gossip in the village for a long time to come.
Zhao Fei walked back, took the crying baby from Wen Xiaoxiao's arms, and awkwardly patted him to comfort him.
Wen Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhao Fei, whose forehead injury wasn't too serious, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Wen Xiaoxiao slumped on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), touching her still flat stomach.
Zhao Qingda's final, resolute, and vicious words were like poisoned nails, driven into her heart.
Divorce... Get out of the Zhao family... He doesn't even recognize Yi Zhen and Yi Bao anymore...
That's fine.
She thought numbly.
What is there to cherish in such a marriage and such a "home"?
But where does the road ahead lead?
Zhao Qingda covered his eyes and limped back to his rented room in the suburbs.
When Wang Juan saw his miserable state, she was first startled, then secretly cheered.
—Well done! The harder you hit them, the deeper Zhao Qingda's hatred for Wen Xiaoxiao and Zhao Fei will become!
She quickly took out iodine and cotton, pretending to treat his wounds with concern, but not forgetting to fan the flames: "Oh dear, how did you get beaten like this? Zhao Fei did it, didn't he? He's just feeling guilty! Qingda, you saw it all, right? They're definitely having an affair! The child in Wen Xiaoxiao's belly can't possibly be yours! Think about it, she couldn't get pregnant before, so how come she got pregnant one after another after getting involved with Zhao Fei? And twins at first, then another one? There's no such coincidence! She's just using you as a sucker, trying to tie you down with the child!"
Looking at his son's bruised eyes and listening to Wang Juan's divisive words, Li Yugu felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, making it hard to breathe.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing her son's unresponsive expression and Wang Juan's smug look, she could only sigh wearily and turn to comfort her grandson who had been woken up and was crying loudly.
Zhao Qingda winced in pain, Wang Juan's words echoing in his mind like a curse.
Yes, what a coincidence!
It was such a coincidence that he couldn't believe it!
That bitch Wen Xiaoxiao must have been having an affair with Zhao Fei long ago! Yi Zhen and Yi Bao...maybe they really aren't his children!
Otherwise, why would Zhao Fei treat them so well?
A furious outburst of utter betrayal and being treated like a fool.
He shoved Wang Juan's hand away, his eyes bloodshot, and hissed, "Divorce! This marriage must end! We'll get a divorce tomorrow! The children are definitely not mine! I don't want either of them! Those two girls are just bad luck! Let those adulterous couple raise them themselves!"
He spoke with such certainty, as if that would sever all shame and trouble.
Wang Juan was overjoyed, but on her face she feigned worry and concern: "Qingda, don't be impulsive... Although Wen Xiaoxiao has wronged you, you were still husband and wife after all..."
"Husband and wife my ass!" Zhao Qingda roared, "From this moment on, I'm cutting all ties with her!"
This family is truly falling apart, and falling apart in such an ugly and unbearable way.
(Greetings, everyone! I was planning to update with their divorce tomorrow, but I was worried you'd all be waiting impatiently—that's how I spoil my fans! So here's an extra chapter today! Love you all!)
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