My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 286, have you no shame?

The old woman’s eyes shifted, and she hesitatingly said, "A girl like that, not just anyone can keep her..."

Before she could finish, Gougou’s gaze turned cold, a flash of ferocity passing through his eyes.

’Ptooey...’

He spat a thick glob of saliva onto the ground.

"She wouldn’t dare! If she dares to run, I’ll break her legs," he said with a vicious tone.

Then, his voice softened.

"Besides, Mom is here, right? Mom will help me discipline her, whether or not I have a son is up to Mom."

The old woman’s heart bloomed with joy, pampered by her son’s words.

"You remember how good your mom is, that’s good. Just don’t forget about your mom after you get a wife."

Gougou, with a joking and giggling face, sweet-talked his mother with honeyed words.

"Of course not, of all the women in the world, I only trust Mom. Only Mom has no self-interest toward her son."

The smile at the corner of the old woman’s mouth deepened even more.

The wrinkles on her face like gullies eroded by the river of time.

Far from looking kind, they were somewhat terrifying.

She said helplessly, "I can’t argue with you."

"If you really want to marry that girl, then fine, I’ll arrange it for you another day."

What mother can argue against her child, after all?!

Gougou looked ecstatic.

Thinking of the girl’s pale face and red lips in the house, his heart burned with want.

He wished he could have the bridal chamber lit with candles right now.

"Mom, the night is long and dreams abound, there’s no need to wait for another day, I think tonight is fine," he said.

Meat that’s not yet in your mouth is not your own.

The old woman heard this and thought it made sense.

Seeing the eager look on her son’s face, and considering that her Gougou was almost thirty without a wife, she felt so distressed that she immediately agreed.

"Fine, tonight then."

Given the girl was all alone with seemingly no family, and their own circumstances were poor, a little meddling wouldn’t draw any remarks from others.

"Thanks, Mom."

After Gougou said this, he almost ran back to his room.

The dilapidated wooden door shook violently.

The room was pitch-black and lightless, damp with moisture.

Xia Ru opened her eyes to meet the man’s scheming gaze.

"Why don’t you knock?" she asked, unprepared.

If it weren’t for her broken leg that temporarily prevented her from walking, she would have left this place long ago.

Why would she suffer such indignity?!

Gougou cracked a grin, his yellow teeth smeared with bits of green, looking particularly shabby.

"We’re about to become husband and wife, what’s the need to knock on the door?" he said as he plonked down beside the bed.

Xia Ru dragged her injured leg and scooted backward hastily.

"What do you want? Stay away from me!" she scowled, full of aversion.

"Also, what husband and wife? Who’s your wife, what nonsensical talk are you saying?"

If she remembered correctly, in the countryside, "husband and wife" means a married couple, right?

With this raggedy, wretched man emitting a stench of poverty?

No way!

This man wasn’t even fit to carry her shoes.

Gougou blissfully stared at Xia Ru’s fair face, explaining, "Who else but you?"

"Once you become my wife, I will definitely treat you well."

"Later on, we’ll have a child. I’ll work the fields, you’ll cook and look after the baby, helping out Mom. Our family life will surely get better and better."

A beautiful wife in his arms, a son at his side; life couldn’t be more marvelous.

The lovely vision flashed through Gougou’s mind, his smile somewhat dreamy.

Xia Ru felt so nauseated by the man’s smile that she almost threw up the corn bread she had forced down that morning.

"You’re delusional, I will not marry you, and my family will not let me marry you."

"Right now, I’m just temporarily staying at your home to heal, and I have nothing to do with you. Do you understand what I’m saying?"

Her gaze flickered with disdain, as if she were on the verge of etching the words ’unwilling’ onto her forehead.

Gougou lowered his head, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Look down on him?

If the villagers looked down on him, so be it.

But what right did a woman with no one to rely on have to look down on him?

In that moment, Gougou’s heart hardened.

He swore he would make this woman before him submit completely.

"Whether you like it or not, I saved you, and you’re now my wife," he said.

"If it weren’t for me, you would have been eaten by wolves by now. Would you still be as lively as you are?"

"I am going out; you think about it."

With those words, he turned his head and left the room.

Just as he closed the door, a ’smack’ came from inside.

It sounded like something had been smashed.

Gougou paused, his fists clenched.

Telling himself to endure just a bit longer, not to spoil the wedding night, he swallowed the rage that was swirling in his chest.

With a malicious glance at the bedroom door, Gougou spat on the ground.

He expressionlessly set about preparing for the marriage.

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The next day, Lin Tang returned to the Shuangshan Brigade.

He found the atmosphere in the village to be quite unusual.

There was the excitement of uncovering major gossip, and some indescribable... excitement?!

From a distance, he saw villagers running in one direction.

Out of curiosity, Lin Tang followed the crowd without even going home first.

Before he even reached the place, a piercing scream filled the air near the Widow Hua’s house at the entrance of the village.

"Chen Jiefang, have you no shame?!" Zhao Honghua screamed, her eyes red with rage.

She watched as her own man fiercely protected another woman, a look of tenderness on his face that she had never seen before.

Her heart felt as if it were being filled with the cold winds of December, like someone was grinding a rusty knife against her tender flesh.

It hurt!

Cold and painful!

Chen Ziqiang supported Zhao Honghua, his expression of idolization for Chen Jiefang shattering in an instant.

Such a man...

This was his father.

How could he be so shameless?

At his age, how could he be so shameless?

Chen Ziqiang’s mind was flooded with countless thoughts, all overshadowed by disgust.

He felt nauseated!

Nauseated by the blood coursing through his veins from the man before him.

"...Where did my mother wrong you, wrong the Chen Family, for you to treat her like this?"

Chen Ziqiang, fighting the bitter taste rising in his throat, glared into Chen Jiefang’s eyes, filled with hatred.

If not for the last strands of his rational mind, he would have wanted to split the man before him with a knife.

Chen Jiefang diverted his gaze, silent.

More precisely, he had nothing to say.

Zhao Honghua had done nothing wrong; she was just caught between him and the person he liked the most.

His marriage to Zhao Honghua was entirely due to his parents’ orders.

Ever since his youth, the only woman he had wanted as his wife was Hua Xing.

Li Xiuli had rushed over as soon as she heard the news of Chen Jiefang’s affair from the villagers’ mouths.

Seeing Chen Jiefang shielding the Widow Hua and treating Honghua like a class enemy, Li Xiuli’s fury nearly set her hair aflame.

She slapped Chen Jiefang across the face as soon as she got to him.

Her first words were the exact same as what Zhao Honghua had said.

"Chen Jiefang, you motherfucker, have you no shame?!"

One slap wasn’t enough to vent her anger, so she backhanded him with another.

"Honghua has taken care of your parents, seen them through their last years, given birth to Ziqiang for you, done all the work in the fields and the house. Where has she fallen short for you to treat her like this?"

"You’re an old man, and you’re cheating outside, you motherfucking cheater!!"