Chapter 290 "Execute All of Them"

At the beginning when Fu Bao Yun suddenly announced she would marry Dong Ruo Qin, it was true that there were no less of people trying to pour cold water over the union.

In addition, there were also a lot of gossips surrounding their first born because of an incident where Fu Bao Yun had a slip, thus causing a premature birth. As a result of that, they say the pair were together even before marriage, that's why the baby came early and not simply due to a fall.

Compiling all of these things together, it's not surprising the man himself would be so indulgent towards his wife. He's remorseful for his own inability to do better.

“No matter what, it is Fu Bao Yun’s own choice, is it not?” Lan Xiaoyun was very indifferent in her att.i.tude: "And, I'm quite curious about this myself. If she can withstand so much pressure from all angles just to marry you, then why is she not loving you like she's supposed to? Logically speaking, that should be the case is it not?"

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Not going to say more, Lan Xiaoyun only left this meaningful statement behind and walked away.

Sure enough, Dong Ruo Qin was starting to sway in his mind.

If anyone were to know Fu Bai Yun's att.i.tude towards him then it can only be the man himself. What love? More like the woman was downright scornful of him.

If she didn't love me then why marry me?

Before he could think through this dilemma, the man's contemplating thought was suddenly interrupted by Fu Bai Yun's enraged cry from the side.

“Dong Ruo Qin, are you dead? Why are you wasting so much word with that girl? Hurry and drag me out of here!"

Coming back to his senses at that command, Dou Rou Qin hurriedly dug through the rubble to help his wife out. Then before he knew, the woman had sent a major slap across his face the second she was free.

It was crisp and it was loud, sending the servants and those present into a fearful daze.

“Dong Ruo Qin, you useless thing, don't you see I'm being bullied? You should've given her a good beating!" After her enraged accusation of the man, the shameless woman then s.h.i.+fts her focus to the servants nearby, "And all of you, just standing there and watching while I'm getting hit! What use is there in keeping you lot around? Someone come, drag these people away and execute them."

“Mother,” alarmed by this, her daughter Dong Mu Xue immediately jumped in to change the idea, "Don't be impulsive Mother. If you kill so many people at once then what would the world think of you? In my opinion, just giving them one hundred beatings with the rod would suffice."

Realizing it wouldn't be good either if it goes public, her tone instantly took a full turn: "For the sake of my daughter then so be. All of you go on your own to receive the punishment. If there's a second time in the future then there will be no mercy!"

Though she says, but they are but average people with barely pa.s.sable levels of cultivation. Even one hundred rods would be enough to take their lives if not careful. Worst of all, they can't even show off their true emotions and could only put on a pretentious look of grat.i.tude.

“Father, you are really….” Showing a dissatisfied look at her own father, Dong Mu Xue was rather irritated: "Do you not see Mother being bullied? Instead of helping, you just stood there and nearly misunderstood Mother over a few petty words."

This Dong family belongs to me and my brother, who does that Lan Xiaoyun think she is? Nothing but an outsider.

Showing a somewhat distressed face, Dong Ruo Qin wanted to explain himself: "Bao Yun, please hear me out. Let me explain…."

“Explain? What do you want to explain?” The hateful woman sneered, “I went through so much just to marry you! Do you think that's easy? I gave up my precious status just to be with you, yet in the end it can't even be comparable to an outsider's simple wording. If I knew you were this heartless then I would've never married you under all that pressure back then."

“I… I didn’t mean it like that.”

Dong Ruo Qin was born a piece of wood so naturally he wouldn't know how to say anything nice. His only response was to sweat profusely on his forehead like a panicking blockhead.

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