Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s
Chapter 198 The Released Malevolence

Chapter 198: Chapter 198 The Released Malevolence

Ge Liutao’s heart skipped a beat, and before she could speak, Chiang Xiao had already said in a stern voice, "Aunt, if you want to discipline someone, go back to the next room. My grandmother is your sister-in-law, not your junior. It’s not your place to be here pointing fingers and cursing!"

"Hey! Chiang Xiao, you damn girl, did you eat shit today? Why does your mouth stink as soon as you open it?" Ho Laidi was so enraged that she strode towards her, reaching out to grab her ear.

She had been wanting to sort out this wretched girl for the past few days. If she didn’t beat her into begging for mercy this time, could she still consider herself the head of the Chiang family?

But before her hand could touch Chiang Xiao, it was slapped away by Chiang Xiao.

With a loud smack, Ho Laidi suddenly felt a numbness in her wrist, and her hand dropped limply down, while the area Chiang Xiao had slapped turned into a large red mark the size of a handprint.

When did this damn girl get so strong?

After the initial shock, Ho Laidi was instantly consumed with a fury.

Chiang Xiao dared to fight back?

She actually dared to hit her?

Was this truly a rebellion against the heavens?!

Fury caused Ho Laidi’s eyes to bulge with anger. She searched around, intending to grab a weapon, but found that the bamboo pole that was usually leaning against the wall in the Chiang household was nowhere to be found, and the broom was a bit too far from her.

So, she simply lifted her foot, snatched off a shoe, and swung it fiercely at Chiang Xiao’s face.

"I’ll kill you, you little slut! How dare you lay a finger on me? Have you eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard? I’ll whip you to death, you fatherless wretch! Had I known you were such a disrespectful whore, I should have killed you and your whore mother—who only knew how to sleep with men and get splashed—at the very beginning! It would have spared our Chiang family’s ground from being dirtied..."

"Little!" Ge Liutao almost fainted in alarm at the sight of Ho Laidi’s aggressive stance.

"Sister-in-law!" Chiang Songhai, too, felt a surge of anger rush to his head as he listened to her extremely insulting tirade.

But they were both a bit too far away, and Chiang Songhai, who couldn’t even straighten his back, couldn’t walk fast enough to protect Chiang Xiao. Just as Ho Laidi’s shoe—which had even stepped in some chicken droppings—was about to strike Chiang Xiao, Chiang Xiao, with an icy glare, suddenly kicked up her foot and fiercely booted Ho Laidi in the stomach!

It was as if the hit on Chiang Baohe had released the fierceness and residual anger buried deep within her bones.

In her past life, she had always been a delicate and artistic woman who had never been in a physical fight. After her rebirth, this delicate and artistic nature remained embedded in her bones. Even though she had always wanted to resist, it felt as though her upbringing suppressed her to the point where she could only manage to lay her hands on Niu Guiying a couple of times, which was enough to make her feel like her blood was boiling.

But after the blow to Chiang Baohe, whatever had been weighing her down vanished, and she was filled with a sense of lightness and freedom. Now, as she moved to take action, she had absolutely no reservations!

All she wanted was to exact revenge!

To act on her desires freely!

Therefore, with one kick, she knocked Ho Laidi to the ground, and before anyone could react, she swiftly picked up the wooden bucket resting against the wall and poured its half-full contents over Ho Laidi with a splash.

Ho Laidi, who had been knocked down and had not yet managed to get back up, was drenched from head to toe in an instant, completely stunned.

Not just her, but Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao, as well as Song Xiyun perched on the wall, were all dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events.

All of them stared blankly at Ho Laidi on the ground, and then at Chiang Xiao still holding the empty bucket, feeling certain that their eyes had deceived them.

Ho Laidi lay there on the ground, soaking wet, with her hair plastered to her forehead and face, looking so pitiful it was hard to bear watching.