The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

Chapter 368: Chapter 362 You Can ‘t Just Sentence Her to

Death Like That

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Old Man Zhao’s face turned red from Zhao Chuchu’s harsh criticism. He couldn’t say a single word in return for a long while.

After hearing Zhao Chuchu’s long monologue, Madam Yang didn’t dare to speak anymore.

Madam Liu was the only one who couldn’t read the situation.

All she knew was that it was her best chance. If she could chase Madam Ma out of the family and when Madam Yang became so old that she couldn’t move anymore, the Zhao clan would become the property of her and her husband.

“Chuchu, don’t try to deceive us just because we’re not knowledgeable about this. You’re saying all that nonsense just to confuse us. Since you’ve already chosen to cut ties with the Zhao clan, you should know that this is our familial affair. Why are you trying to help her at the cost of our reputation?

“Hehe. Don’t forget how she treated you back then. Do you forget everything because she paid you some money? Chuchu, you should know that if you want to live long, you shouldn’t stick your nose into other people’s business.”

Zhao Chuchu laughed and said, “Stick my nose into other people’s business? He came from the Zhao clan, yet all of you seem to have no problem watching as he dies. You kept saying that this is your familial affair. Does it mean that you want this kid dead? I won’t blame you for being ignorant, but there is no way you can kill a person whom I just brought back from the brink of death.”

Zhao Chuchu paused for a moment. She then looked toward Zhao Baogen and said, “Since you suspect that Zhao Changrong isn’t your son, does it mean that I can suspect you aren’t your father’s son as well? Zhao Changrong looks so much like you, yet you still deny that he is your son. You don’t look like your father at all.”

Madam Yang jumped up and said, “Zhao Chuchu, why are you making this about me? What do you mean by Baogen not being his father’s son? Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution for saying something so egregious?

“If bullying people would result in divine retribution, all of you would have died a long time ago,” Zhao Chuchu rebutted.

‘Enough with all this nonsense. I heard that one way to tell whether two people are related or not is by putting their blood together. If the blood can merge together, he is my son. Otherwise, he is a bastard child. Today, I’m going to make sure whether Changrong is my son or not!” Zhao Baogen said loudly.

Madam Ma glared at him and said, “You devil!”

Zhao Baogen sneered, “You’ve always wanted to run away from me since a long time ago, right? I am giving you a chance today. If you admit that you have another man outside, I’ll let you live and I won’t get people to lock you into a pig cage and drown in the river!”

Niu Tongsheng got so mad that he started laughing. “Dip in a pig cage? Do you think we have laws just for show? Even if Madam Ma is your wife, you can’t

just sentence her to death like that.”

“Village chief, this is our own familial affair. Don’t interfere!” Zhao Baogen said loudly.

Madam Ma gritted her teeth and said, “Okay, we’ll try your method. Changrong, you heard your father. Remember that this animal doesn’t want you as his son. He suspects that you are not related to him!”

Zhao Changrong had only regained consciousness moments ago. He was still rather weak, and he almost fainted again because of Madam Ma’s words.

Zhao Chuchu was speechless.

She yelled angrily, “Quarrel all you want. I don’t care. But did you think that dragging Zhao Changrong into this would prove that you are right? All of you are brainless fools! Zhao Baogen, you said it yourself. As long as the blood can merge, the two people are related, right? Well, you can wait to have a few more dads and moms!”

Zhao Baogen became less confident when Zhao Chuchu yelled at him.

“I don’t want to be accused of anything later, so you go get the water yourself!” Zhao Chuchu didn’t bother to get the bowls for the test. She made Zhao Baogen get them himself.

Zhao Baogen was determined to find out today if Zhao Changrong was actually his son.

Zhao Baogen was sensitive and had very low self-esteem. The moment such a thought was planted in his mind, he kept convincing himself until he completely believed that it was real.

Zhao Baogen limped over to the kitchen to get a bowl.

“Grab a few more, and you will do it too,” Zhao Chuchu said as she saw that he wanted to come back after taking just one bowl. “Other than Zhao Changrong, everyone else will do it as well.”

Zhao Baogen paused for a moment, then he returned to get all of the bowls in the kitchen with an ugly expression on his face.

After that, Zhao Baogen put some water in each of the bowls, then cut his finger and made a bit of blood drip into the first bowl.

“Put one drop in every bowl!” Zhao Chuchu grabbed his hand and forced him to drip blood into every bowl.

Zhao Baogen was extremely mad, but he wasn’t able to break free from Zhao Chuchu’s grip. So, he had no choice but to endure.

Zhao Chuchu picked several people from the crowd with different genders and ages and told them to drip a bit of blood into different bowls.

Then, she made Zhao Baogen carry his bowl to Zhao Changrong.

Zhao Chuchu pricked Zhao Changrong’s finger so that a drop of blood would drip into the bowl.

Old Man Zhao and the others from the Zhao Clan all went closer to the bowl and stared at the two drops of blood.

Zhao Baogen held his breath as he waited.

Zhao Changrong’s blood and Zhao Baogen’s blood merged together successfully.

Zhao Baogen heaved a sigh of relief. Zhao Changrong was his son after all.

Zhao Chuchu could tell what he was thinking. She sneered as she said, “You’re smiling too early. That doesn’t mean that Zhao Changrong is your son. Why don’t you look at the other bowls? I think you have another parent!”

Zhao Baogen’s expression froze.

“Huh? How did my blood merge with his?

“Mine didn’t. It’s separate.”

“Chuchu, what’s going on? How can Zhao Baogen be my son? There’s no way!’

The villagers started chattering.

Old Man Zhao dashed over and looked into that bowl. His face instantly turned Madam Yang’s expression was even worse.

The man whose blood merged with Zhao Baogen’s happened to be a man, and he was around the same age as Old Man Zhao.

Old Man Zhao was immediately enraged. He pointed at Madam Yang and shrieked, “You cheated on me? Baogen isn’t my son?”

“I swear to God I’ve never done anything like that! Zhao Chuchu, you tricked us, right?” Madam Yang started yelling in a desperate attempt to prove that she was innocent.

“I didn’t do anything. I didn’t even touch the bowls and the water. How could this have anything to do with me? Don’t try to blame me on a whim. You know that I don’t have a good temper,” Zhao Chuchu said impassively. “You tried to accuse her of cheating without any evidence. Now, we have concrete evidence that you cheated on your husband. Are you going to deny it?”

“I listened to you for almost everything all these years, yet you cheated on me?! I’m going to divorce you!” This was a matter of his pride and dignity as a man. Old Man Zhao finally wasn’t a coward for once as he shouted at Madam Yang.

Madam Yang started wailing, “You old hag, how can you doubt me like that? I sacrificed so much for this family, yet you’re saying such heartless things to me? I’m going to kill you, you ungrateful animal!”

Madam Yan pounced on Old Man Zhao as she spoke.

Old Man Zhao didn’t shirk from her this time.

Madam Yang was a completely mad woman who was pretty much used to being in a state of hysteria, while Old Man Zhao had never fought her before. Old Man Zhao was no match for her. Soon, his hair was a complete mess and there were several wounds on his face.

Zhao Baotian and Madam Liu didn’t dare to speak anymore.

Old Mrs. Chen got his son and daughter-in-law to separate them and stop the

Madam Yang didn’t really suffer any damage, while Old Man Zhao’s shirt was torn in several spots. The only “insult” that he could come up with was, “How

dare you cheat on me?!”