The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 447 - 451: Shang Family’s Daughter (12)

Chapter 447: Chapter 451: Shang Family’s Daughter (12)

Seeing her eldest son defeated, Old Mrs. Yuan shook all over like a patient with catalepsy, her fingers still not forgetting to point at Su Li’s nose and curse loudly.

Now there was no need for Old Mrs. Yuan to speak up; Yuan Family’s second son and Lao San spontaneously sprang into action.

They wanted to teach their stingy sister-in-law a lesson.

Each one with arms akimbo and sleeves rolled up, their expressions fierce.

But before they could lay a hand on Su Li, the Yuan family’s front door was kicked open.

Two burly maids led the way, followed by two dainty little maids.

As soon as the door opened, the scene within came into view of those arriving.

The two stout old women immediately placed their hands on their hips and, like bulls, charged forward, each shoving one of the men, propelling Yuan Family’s second son and Lao San back several meters.

"Dare to bully our madam, do you think we’re dead?"

The two maids’ eyes, large as copper bells, glared menacingly, truly a frightening sight.

The two brothers, experiencing firsthand the impact of the collision, felt as if they had been struck by a burly bull, their bodies aching terribly.

The two sisters-in-law, who had always considered themselves invisible, could no longer maintain their composure as mere onlookers.

With the head of the household affected, how could they remain seated?

Zhang Qiaoqiao, along with her three daughters, hurriedly helped her husband to his feet, then pulled Yuan Jiaming and Yuan Xiaoxiao over.

"You two siblings go quickly and persuade your mother—has she been touched by something filthy, why has she suddenly gone mad?"

Yuan Jiaming and Yuan Xiaoxiao were too ashamed to face such words, their faces burning red with shame and eyes brimming with tears, they glared fiercely at Su Li.

Wan Xixi, however, was more brazen and immediately hurled vicious insults at Su Li.

The two sisters-in-law truly shared a bond, targeting Su Li in unison without prior agreement.

The two old women were clearly tough nuts to crack, and just one look into their eyes was enough to make them unease.

Su Li didn’t even need to speak; she frowned and affectedly breathed on her slightly reddened palm.

The two maids, swaying gracefully with soft, unblemished skin clearly not accustomed to hard labor, delicately approached and stood beside Su Li.

One held a feather fan, gently fanning Su Li, while the other tenderly massaged her knuckles.

After Su Li gestured, they even knelt down to tidy up her disheveled dress and meticulously wiped away the dust on the tip of her shoe with a fine cotton cloth.

Zhang Qiaoqiao and Wan Xixi, who witnessed this scene with peripheral vision, nearly saw red with envy.

This high-quality fine cotton cloth, they treasured and kept hidden away as prized possessions, yet here was the big sister-in-law using it to clean her shoes?

Jealousy distorted their once decent features into something fierce and twisted.

The little girl, unintentionally catching a glimpse of her mother’s face, took a sharp intake of breath in fright.

But she could understand; wasn’t she also unable to suppress the sourness bubbling inside her?

In comparison, her own mother, who was also a daughter-in-law of the Yuan Family, felt even more acutely.

The two little maids, their hearts and faces full of pity for their lady’s grievance and fatigue, served her with extra care.

At the same time, the two old women stepped forward with an unmatched presence, their voices booming, they unapologetically scolded Wan Xixi, "What complaints do you have, your husband attacked a fragile woman, and you have the audacity to speak? If it were me, I’d have been so ashamed I’d bury my head straight into the ground."

Wan Xixi: "..." The ’fragile woman’ you speak of just personally pummeled her husband into a mess.

Compared to the outspoken Wan Xixi, Zhang Qiaoqiao was evidently more strategic.

She stayed silent, yet somehow found the opportune moment to incite the dragon and phoenix twins against their own mother.

"Madam, you’re really going too far."

"Madam, you’re really going too far."

The siblings shouted in unison toward Su Li, their faces filled with shock and profound distress.

Su Li chuckled as she flicked her fingernail and said, "Oh, you think that’s too much? Well, I have even more outrageous things up my sleeve."

"You’re driving us insane...."

"You wicked woman, I want a divorce!" Yuan Ping suddenly stood upright, his resentful gaze stabbing at his wife like a dagger.

The shock and remorseful confession he expected did not happen; instead, he saw nothing but disdain on his wife’s face.

It was as though she was certain he was just bluffing, certain that he... didn’t dare....

Su Li: "You won’t, remember why you married me in the first place."

"I..." A myriad of thoughts and considerations raced through Yuan Ping’s mind.

Indeed, he didn’t dare... He was truly just trying to scare her.

What woman wouldn’t be terrified of being divorced by her husband?

Upon closer inspection, he really couldn’t detect the slightest hint of such emotion on Su Li’s face.

Instead, the hesitation was quickly filled with even more embarrassment.

In a fit of impulsiveness, Yuan Ping held his head high, puffed up his cheeks, and his nostrils flared repeatedly as he breathed heavily.

"Who says I won’t? You’re unfilial to your parents-in-law, disobedient to your husband, and unkind to your younger brother-in-law. According to the seven grounds for divorce, you’ve violated many. If I give you a letter of divorce right now, everyone would say I did the right thing."

Su Li could vaguely see... the nose hairs... within Yuan Wen’s flared nostrils.

That truly disgusted her.

She twisted her mouth and quickly turned her head away.

Her undisguised disdain stung Yuan Wen’s eyes, and the volume of his voice calling for divorce increased a few notches.

Wan Xixi and Zhang Qiaoqiao reveled in Schadenfreude. A woman despised by her own husband—what good ending could she have?

They seemed to have foreseen the downfall of the always high and mighty sister-in-law, her unyielding spine to be broken today.

But to their disappointment, they would never witness such a scene.

Su Li spat, "Divorce is out of the question; it will never happen in this lifetime."

Yuan Ping felt a hint of triumph, believing he had pinpointed Su Li’s weakness.

He knew it—no woman could be unafraid of this threat.

"A separation, however, might be possible."

Yuan Ping: "What, what did you say?"

Su Li gave an impatient glance to the old women standing beside her like gate gods.

One of them, in a coarse voice, spoke on behalf of Su Li: "You heard right, Madam says she’ll only agree to a separation."

The other one continued: "Madam has been married to you for nearly ten years, spending no small amount of money on you, all recorded and verifiable in the accounts. As per the black and white terms of the contract from the beginning, not only must you agree to a separation, but you also have to repay a portion of the Silver Coin the Su Family ’lent’ you."

Nearly ten years had passed, and Yuan Wen had all but forgotten about the contract.

In his mind, he and Su Li had a son and a daughter together; that document was essentially null and void, and he had never taken it seriously.

Who would have thought that at this moment, someone would remind him of it in such a manner.