Free Web NovelChapter 116: Chapter 116: Revenge
Su Li was right about the temporary office being trashed.
Zhao Wenming was indeed the one behind it.
Zhao Wenming was an insidious hypocrite and a truly petty man. He had hated Su Li before, but deep down, he had always looked down on her.
Because he looked down on her, his hatred never spurred him to do anything himself.
That is, until he found out Su Li was the owner of Pinjun Clothing.
After discovering Su Li’s identity, Zhao Wenming certainly didn’t try to curry favor like others would. Instead, he carefully investigated the matter.
He had some status and connections, so he quickly got a general idea of Pinjun Clothing’s situation and even found the temporary office they were renting.
After roughly calculating how much money Pinjun Clothing could make, Zhao Wenming’s first instinct was to destroy it all. He couldn’t let Su Li become any more powerful!
Unlike Fang Yulan, who would only act crudely and directly, Zhao Wenming wasn’t one to lose his cool.
He made a detailed plan. Using his status as the boyfriend of a coal boss’s only daughter, he cleverly got acquainted with two people from the commerce and industry bureau.
Then, he paid some local thugs to do the smashing.
This wasn’t a one-time deal. Zhao Wenming wanted them to trash the place every few days.
Once things had gone on long enough, he would have someone shut them down, forcing Su Li’s company to close for good.
Zhao Wenming’s plan was well-devised and could have been carried out discreetly, but unfortunately, Fang Yulan ended up letting the cat out of the bag.
Knowing what his mother was like, Zhao Wenming hadn’t told Fang Yulan the specific details of his plan, but Fang Yulan had a knack for filling in the blanks and grasping the key points.
Just like that, her son’s plan was exposed.
The next day, a Friday, Su Li went straight to the county seat after her classes ended.
Seeing the temporary office smashed to smithereens, Su Li said only one thing.
"This is the Zhao Wenming I know!"
’Zhao Wenming, since you’re being ruthless, don’t blame me for being merciless.’
Two days later, Su Li returned to Xinghua Village right on schedule over the weekend.
The moment Mrs. Tang saw Su Li, she asked anxiously, "Did they catch the culprits? Did you get any compensation?"
"No."
Su Li paused, then patted the head of a worried-looking Little Tang Mo. "But this will be resolved soon."
Three days after Su Li said this, a major incident occurred in Xinghua Village.
It happened during the last class of the afternoon. While Zhao Wenming was teaching, a fashionable, somewhat plump, middle-aged woman with permed hair appeared at the classroom door, flanked by two men and another woman.
The lady looked at Zhao Wenming and asked, "Zhao Wenming?"
Zhao Wenming’s face changed drastically upon seeing her. He hurriedly put down his chalk and was about to force a smile and greet her when a basin of urine was thrown in his face.
The foul stench of urine quickly spread, and Zhao Wenming was completely stunned. freёwebnoѵel.com
The woman, holding her head high, lifted her chin and finally spoke.
"I won’t bother telling you to piss in a puddle and take a look at yourself. I brought a whole basin for you, so you can get a clear look at the toad you are!"
Zhao Wenming’s mind went blank, and he almost lost his footing.
"My husband and I have only one daughter. I heard some toad in this backwater gully was lusting after a swan, so I came over as her mother to see for myself."
The students in the classroom finally snapped out of it and ran out one by one to find other teachers and the principal.
Lady Gao Ao didn’t seem to care at all and continued.
"From your expression, you know who I am. Since you do, I won’t waste any more words. My husband’s surname is Meng. He’s the very same coal boss you all have been gossiping about a hundred, a thousand times over."
"I came today to clarify one fact: The Meng Family has never been your in-laws. And while I’m at it, a warning: you are not worthy of my daughter. Don’t you dare tarnish her reputation ever again."
Zhao Wenming grabbed his satchel to wipe the urine from his face, his reddened eyes glaring at Mrs. Meng as he roared in fury.
"You’ve gone too far!"
Mrs. Meng sneered. "Gone too far? Let me tell you, the fact that I didn’t beat you to death the moment I got here is me being merciful!"
"Daring to ruin my daughter’s reputation? Beating you to death a thousand, ten thousand times wouldn’t be enough to quell my hatred! And you call us your in-laws? Ptooey!"
Mrs. Meng spat in Zhao Wenming’s direction.
"You..." Zhao Wenming was so enraged he raised his hand, but in the end, he just let out a roar of grief and fury.
"AHH!"
After roaring, he immediately ran out, grabbed a water bucket a student had filled, and poured it directly over his head.
He poured three consecutive buckets over himself and only stopped when there was no more water.
The stench of urine in his nostrils and the burning shame he felt made him want to lash out with a torrent of words, but when he turned around, he saw Mrs. Meng walking away.
"Stop!" he yelled, running over to block Mrs. Meng’s path.
In that short time, everyone—students and teachers, whether they had class or not, even the principal—had come out.
Under their gaze, Zhao Wenming’s eyes slowly turned red.
’I have to wash away this humiliation today, or how will I ever live this down!’
"Mrs. Meng, don’t bully a young man for his poverty! You’ve gone too far!"
He roared accusingly.
Mrs. Meng scoffed and looked Zhao Wenming up and down with a gaze that couldn’t have been more disdainful.
"Yes, I went too far. A mother’s heart is fierce, what can I say? I can apologize to you, as long as you stop pestering my daughter and smearing her name."
Zhao Wenming never expected Mrs. Meng to play so unconventionally in front of everyone. "You..."
He gritted his teeth, his face a mask of grief and indignation. "I’m not pestering Yingyang! We’re truly in love!"
Mrs. Meng’s face turned completely cold. "Do I need to throw another basin of urine on you so you can take a look at yourself?"
A vein throbbed on Zhao Wenming’s forehead. His hands clenched into trembling fists. "Even if you are her mother, you can’t treat me like this!"
"I’m a teacher, a respected intellectual! At the end of the day, I’m still a teacher!"
Zhao Wenming’s chest heaved violently. "We’re no longer in the era of arranged marriages or the feudal period where social status was everything. This is an age of free love and free marriage! You have no right to interfere with us!"
Mrs. Meng looked at the agitated Zhao Wenming and let out a little "Oh-ho." "Quite the talker, aren’t you? Are you saying I can’t even decide who my own daughter marries?"
She took a step forward, looked down her nose at Zhao Wenming, and spoke, enunciating every word.
"I absolutely have the right to interfere! I will not let my daughter marry you! I would sooner beat her to death or let her be a spinster for life than let her marry you!"
Each and every word was like a dagger, dripping with deep contempt, stabbing into Zhao Wenming’s heart.
Every fiber of Mrs. Meng’s being despised Zhao Wenming—she despised everything about him!
"You’ll ruin your daughter’s happiness for life!" Zhao Wenming roared in grief and fury. "You’ll definitely regret this one day!"
Mrs. Meng couldn’t even be bothered to look at Zhao Wenming anymore. She turned directly to the principal and the crowd and began to speak.
"You must be the principal. Hello. My husband and I have only one daughter, and we treasure her like a precious jewel. Yet I’ve heard that someone has been tarnishing her name, parading around claiming to be my son-in-law and our family’s in-laws."
She took a deep breath. "I came today to teach a lesson to the person who dared to defame my daughter, and also to clarify something: my daughter is not married or engaged, and we have no intention of forming a marriage alliance with Zhao Wenming of the Zhao family."
"We have no such intention now, and we never will! The Zhao family of Xinghua Village will never be in-laws to my family!"
