The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 393 - 392: Like Master, Like Dog

Chapter 393: Chapter 392: Like Master, Like Dog

Madam Zhuang, having weathered many storms as a wealthy matron, was only startled for a moment before she regained her composure.

"You compare yourself to me? I am the legitimate wife of the Zhuang Family. What comes from my womb is the heir to the Zhuang Family, a daughter worth her weight in gold, while you are nothing but a shameless wretch. What you bear is an illegitimate child, and moreover..."

Madam Zhuang glanced contemptuously at the bloody mess on the ground, speaking with disdain, "You are not only cheap, but also stupid, lacking even the means to safely deliver it. Yet you dare to come before me and challenge me. Who gave you the courage?!"

These words from Madam Zhuang obviously struck a nerve with Ou Liya.

Her eyes reddened, her features contorted with extreme hatred, "Isn’t this thanks to you? Framing me ruthlessly, taking revenge on me!"

"Leng Fang, you’ve succeeded. I’ve lost not only my son but also my right to be a mother."

"We, mother and son, will not let you go. I brought him here today to have him recognize your face, so from now on, he will haunt you day and night, leaving you with no peace!"

No matter how graceful and dignified Leng Fang tried to be, such a malicious curse inevitably frightened her.

Yet what frightened Leng Fang even more was that Ou Liya actually bent down, picked up the bloody lump from the ground, and cradled it in her arms, pointing at her as if comforting a child:

"Baby, remember her; she’s the one who hurt you. There’s a debt for every grievance, and if you are to claim a life, go after her!"

Leng Fang trembled with anger, "You’ve gone mad!"

"That’s right, I have gone mad, driven insane by you!"

Suddenly, Ou Liya hurled the bloody mass at Leng Fang.

Leng Fang screamed and dodged out of the way.

The butler also stepped in front of Leng Fang in the nick of time and swatted the object away.

"Woof woof!"

Suddenly, two barks came from outside the door.

Everyone looked toward the entrance and saw Zhuang Xueqi walk in calmly, leading a grown Golden Retriever.

"Miss!"

"Xueqi!"

Seeing Zhuang Xueqi, both Madam Zhuang and the butler breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Xueqi glanced at the thing on the ground and bent down to unleash the dog.

"Woof!"

The Golden Retriever, freed from its leash, picked up the object and ran out.

After signaling to the nanny to follow the dog out, Zhuang Xueqi turned to Ou Liya, who was staring open-mouthed, and smiled slightly, "Sorry about that. My Mike is kind of greedy."

Ou Liya almost lost her footing.

Even though it was a stillbirth, it was a piece of her that had fallen from her womb, and now it was eaten by a dog?

The next second, she screamed and rushed out.

...

The butler led the staff to clean up the living room floor, while Leng Fang followed her daughter upstairs.

"Xueqi, what brings you back?"

"Just taking Mike for a walk and thought I’d come see how you’re doing."

In front of the room’s window, Leng Fang cast a disdainful glance at Ou Liya, who was chasing after Mike around the yard.

"Your father really kept it well hidden this time! If she hadn’t shown up, I would have had no clue!"

Leng Fang turned and looked sharply at her daughter, "Did you know about this already?"

Zhuang Xueqi looked innocent, "If you didn’t know, how could I possibly know? I’m just a married daughter, after all."

Leng Fang almost instantly understood her daughter’s intent.

Yes, if they didn’t know about it, it had nothing to do with them.

Don’t get involved.

...

By the time Zhuang Shiqing received the news and rushed home, Ou Liya was still chasing after Mike.

As the saying goes, "Like master, like dog," and Mike was indeed a real dog.

When Ou Liya stopped chasing from exhaustion, it too stopped, and right in front of Ou Liya, it treated the lump of meat as a toy, scraping it back and forth, and even stuck out its tongue at her, panting.

Come on, chase me.

As soon as Ou Liya rushed forward to grab it, the dog immediately picked up the thing in its mouth and gleefully ran on.

Alas, it’s all just a game.

"Shiqing, quick! Stop this dog, it’s got our son!"

Hearing Ou Liya’s shouting, Zhuang Shiqing’s old face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Gazing at the golden retriever cavorting about the garden, he was caught between a rock and a hard place.

In the end, it was the butler who used a large bowl of fresh beef to swap back the dead fetus.

After all, it was Zhuang Shiqing’s "flesh and blood". If it really ended up in the dog’s stomach, the gossip would make people die of laughter.

After signaling the butler to dispose of the thing, Zhuang Shiqing angrily reprimanded Ou Liya, "What are you doing here?"

"Shiqing, I’ve been wronged; I didn’t cheat. Mrs. Zhuang set me up with a trap, really, believe me. I can swear on my life, I never betrayed you."

Zhuang Shiqing stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

It must be said, the Zhuang Family’s habit of slapping people seemed to be hereditary.

"You whore, you lost the child because you couldn’t control yourself, and now you dare to frame my wife."

"I didn’t, I’m telling the truth..."

"Shut up!"

Zhuang Shiqing threw a check at her, warning her in a low voice, "Take the money and keep your mouth shut. If I find out you’ve been spouting nonsense outside, don’t blame me for being ruthless, just go."

"Shiqing..."

"If you don’t leave now, you won’t get a penny."

Ou Liya bit her teeth as she looked at the amount on the check, and then stumbled away from the Zhuang Family home.

At this point, what really happened didn’t matter. What was important was keeping up the appearances of the affluent.

...

As soon as Zhuang Shiqing entered the house, his wife pointed at his nose and cursed him out.

"Even rabbits don’t eat the grass by their burrow, yet you’ve brought your fooling around into our home, aren’t you ashamed!"

"Enough, haven’t you already dealt with her? And I haven’t said anything about it."

"Cut the crap! You haven’t wiped your own ass clean yet, so don’t you dare blame this on me."

In front of his daughter, Zhuang Shiqing found it difficult to keep face, "Could you please mind your manners and cultivation?"

"I cultivate your M, Zhuang Shiqing! You can’t even control your own urges, yet you have the nerve to accuse me of lacking manners, you’re just a hypocrite with no shame whatsoever!"

Seeing that Zhuang Shiqing was about to storm off in anger, Zhuang Xueqi quickly tried to smooth things over, "Mom, calm down. It’s not surprising that dad fell for Ou Liya’s scheming. It’s partly my fault; I should have never kept her in our house."

Zhuang Shiqing felt better now that there was a way out, and his expression improved considerably.

"But Dad, you’ve really wronged Mom this time. Knowing her temper, if she knew someone was targeting you, she’d have dealt with them long ago, not let them jump around our house."

That was indeed true.

Leng Fang might appear elegant and noble on the surface, but she was actually quite the shrew. If she knew about his affair with Ou Liya, she probably would have already made a scene.

...

Two days later.

A top-grade ruby necklace was presented to Leng Fang, Zhuang Shiqing’s attempt to appease her.

Leng Fang simply handed the necklace to her daughter, "He always pulls this stunt, who the hell wants these damn trinkets."

Zhuang Xueqi, admiring the cut and clarity of the ruby, couldn’t hide her pleasure, "You may not care for it, but I certainly do. It’s worth nearly a million."

Leng Fang looked at her daughter, her tone softening, "Xueqi, you handled this well. Remember this: all men are the same; never put your hope in them. Don’t worry about the women surrounding Ning Yuan for now; the most important thing is to give birth to the Ning Family’s eldest grandson."

Zhuang Xueqi casually put the necklace back into the jewelry box, "Mom, don’t worry, I already have a plan."