The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 909 - 201: Entering the Door - Part 4

Chapter 909: Chapter 201: Entering the Door - Part 4

"Don’t even think of making us pull strings for you!" Pei Qian immediately snuffed out his hopes; even if Fang Li were beaten to death, she wouldn’t lift a finger to save him!

Fang Liuming also watched with cold, hard eyes.

Fang Li looked towards Old Scholar Fang, Grandma Fang, and Fang Fu, not one offered him a kind glance, not to mention the heart-chilling despair of Lady Yu and the rage-filled resentment of Fang Liuyang.

No one was willing to help him, and Fang Li brimmed with frustrated hatred.

Widow Yang began to weep bitterly for her poor child, "...I’ve failed you! I’m powerless, unable to protect you, my poor child!"

Although Fang Li prided himself on managing the family business and knowing many people, even dealing with the Government Office, he vaguely knew that when it truly mattered, those in the Government Office probably wouldn’t give him face. And without silver to offer them, why would they help him?

Widow Yang was unwilling to lose the child in her womb, for it was her ticket inside the door; relying entirely on her pregnancy. If she lost the child, she knew that upon attempting to return, the people of the Fang family, and this vile and deceitful Pei Qin, would definitely not let her in.

"You all have plenty of time to ponder, and we have plenty of time to wait," Pei Qin said, looking towards Hong Xia.

Hong Xia stepped lightly forward, refilling her teacup with fresh tea.

Pei Qin leaned comfortably back in her chair, "Bring another two plates of pastries!"

Old Scholar Fang, Grandma Fang, and Lady Yu were all suffused with anger and pain, yet she was here asking for tea and pastries...

Hearing the command, Hong Xia quickly prepared three plates of water chestnut cake, osmanthus cake, and hawthorn cake.

Pei Qin sipped her tea and nibbled on snacks, casting them a casual glance.

Fang Fu reminded Fang Li, "Time waits for no one, Brother Fang, it’s best you make a decision quickly."

Fang Li knew that if the word got out, letting people know about his scandal, not only would Old Pei’s House not look kindly upon him, but they might also report his adulterous affair to the Government Office. His gaze fell on Widow Yang’s face, full of reluctance to hurt.

Widow Yang looked at him in shock, crying as she shook her head, "Brother Fang...are you really going to make me terminate our child’s life?"

Some heartache showed in Fang Li’s eyes as he looked at her, "Yu Lan! With eighty strokes of the board, not just you, even I wouldn’t survive. We can have other children in the future!"

Widow Yang turned pale, clutching her belly as she wept and accused Old Scholar Fang and Grandma Fang, "The child in my belly is also your Fang family’s grandchild; can you really stand by and watch me be beaten to death!?"

"What are you to make such demands on us for help!? You should have thought about this when you were carrying on illicitly with a man. You’ve come here to destroy our family, stirring up chaos and unrest, and now you want us to repay your evil with kindness? Pah! You shameless, vile woman, you’re unworthy!" Pei Qian spat out the words with disgust.

"You..." Widow Yang’s eyes blazed with fury and hatred.

Pei Qian snorted coldly, "What about you! Even if you entered our home, you’d be nothing more than a concubine, a half-servant. You have no right to criticize any master of the house! Don’t delude yourself into thinking that entry makes you the lady of the house!"

Malice and bitterness flitted across Widow Yang’s eyes. She was determined to enter that house, no matter what!

Fang Li simply couldn’t think of any other solution, and as he procrastinated, he feared that someone might actually inform on him, and he would be subjected to eighty strokes. Supporting Widow Yang, he said with reluctance, "Yu Lan! We can surely have children later! Eighty strokes...you won’t survive them. If that happens, not only will the child be gone, but you could also be beaten to death!"

Widow Yang leaned on him and began to sob uncontrollably. Her attitude also resignedly accepted the loss of the child within her.

Xue Dong carried out a bulging purse, while Lv Chun prepared a bowl of liquid in the kitchen. They brought it out and gestured for Widow Yang to drink it there.

Widow Yang, tears mingled with her drink, swept her gaze over Pei Qin, Old Scholar Fang, Grandma Fang, Lady Yu, and everyone else, her bitterness and resentment peaking.