CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 474: REVENGE

For Feng Ying, who had slashed his son, if it weren’t for the fact that Feng Ying had given him a heads-up, Wang Xueyong would never have let Feng Ying off so easily.

Feng Ying said, "Are you really not afraid I’ll spill the beans?"

Wang Xueyong snorted, "Do you dare? Don’t forget you still have a son."

Feng Ying said, "My son is also the only child of The Lius. If anything happened to him, Liu Haiguo and my mother-in-law wouldn’t just stand by and watch."

Feng Ying let out a laugh, looking at Wang Xueyong and said, "Now you’ve backed me into a corner. I never wanted to leave The Lius, but since Liu Haiguo tore up my university admission notice, tell me, what should I do?"

Wang Xueyong frowned at Feng Ying, who seemed somewhat crazed and dangerous, "What do you want?"

Feng Ying moved forward, attempting to touch Wang Xueyong’s collar but was brushed off. She didn’t seem to mind and said, "I don’t want anything particular. If you won’t let me live in peace, I don’t want you to either. We might as well perish together."

Wang Xueyong glared at Feng Ying, knowing she meant business, and quickly furrowed his brow, "What is it that you want? Just say it."

"Sleep with me once," Feng Ying said. God knows she would often eavesdrop on the corner where Wang Xueyong and Liu Haiguo would be, and considering Liu Haiguo was a wimp, she had long since looked down on him. Now filled with a desire to get even with The Lius, especially Liu Haiguo and his siblings, Feng Ying wanted to get the better of Wang Xueyong.

Although Feng Ying had a son, at this moment, she had no concern for her son, only fixating on how to retaliate against Liu Haiguo and his siblings.

Wang Xueyong was instantly disgusted, "Impossible."

Feng Ying said, "What’s so impossible? I’m at least no worse looking than Liu Haihua. As long as we’re together, I’m willing to keep your secrets. I don’t care about you and Haihua. Otherwise, you should know, if the news of you and Haihua having a son gets out, your future is ruined."

A dangerous look appeared in Wang Xueyong’s eyes, even filled with deep intent to kill. Feng Ying was somewhat scared but still bravely said, "Don’t threaten me. I’m not afraid of you. After being treated like this by The Lius, what else should I fear? I’m ready. If I die, you’ll all be doomed."

"And if I refuse?" Wang Xueyong said.

"Then you can’t blame me," Feng Ying smiled.

Wang Xueyong’s expression was unpredictable and finally, he asked Feng Ying, "What about Liu Haiguo?"

Feng Ying’s face broke into a smile, "Don’t worry, he’s gone to work in the fields, he won’t be back so soon."

Over at Hao Accountant’s place, knowing his son had been injured, he comforted Wang Xueyong but didn’t dare to visit the hospital. Although he felt nobody would suspect anything, Hao Accountant was still cautious. Persuaded by his wife, however, Hao Accountant went to the hospital with her to see Wang Zhengping.

And Hao Accountant’s wife, upon seeing Wang Zhengping lying in the hospital, noticed a resemblance to her own son, but she didn’t have any suspicions or further thoughts.

After all, this was the son of Wang Xueyong and Gao Guihua. How could he possibly be related to them? Still, Hao Accountant’s wife joked with a laugh, "I just realized today that Zhengping actually resembles my boy somewhat."

As soon as she said this, Hao Accountant’s heart nearly stopped, his body stiff as he scolded his wife, "What nonsense are you spouting? You can’t say things like that."

In the room with Wang Zhengping were Mrs. Wang and Lin Xuebi. They didn’t think much of it and just laughed, but inwardly, they were disdainful. How could Hao Accountant’s son compare to their grandson and great-grandson?

However, as the saying goes, the speaker may not intend it, but the listener may take it to heart. Lin Xuebi actually looked at Wang Zhengping a few more times, and upon closer examination, realized he didn’t resemble her daughter or Wang Xueyong and also lacked characteristics from both families.

It didn’t take long for She Accountant to find an excuse to leave with his wife. As soon as they stepped out of the hospital, he slapped her, "What nonsense were you talking about? You should be more mindful of the setting."

Hao Accountant’s wife, covering her face and looking aggrieved, said to the pale-faced She Accountant, "I was just saying it casually. What’s the big deal?"

"It’s a big deal. Can we afford to offend The Wangs? Be more careful with your words in the future, or I’ll deal with you." Hao Accountant said this and felt relieved, intending to avoid encounters with Wang Zhengping in the future, so no one would notice any resemblance.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Lin Xuebi said, "It’s strange. Zhengping doesn’t take after mom or dad."

Mrs. Wang smiled, "What’s strange about that? He’s still young. He’ll resemble us when he grows up."

Lin Xuebi was momentarily speechless, but a peculiar feeling lingered in her heart.

At the Guangming Production Team, Xia Xiao’s family was about to set off.

Even Zheng Xianghong’s eldest and second daughters had been admitted to teacher training colleges. Though not universities, they would have jobs assigned after graduation.

As for Gao Yongfang, nobody paid her any attention. Finding out that even her brothers and sister-in-law had gone to university, Gao Yongfang felt a mixture of sadness and the realization that her family had been partial.

Xiao Mei said nothing, envious at heart. She had only had a few years of schooling, and her mother had long since severed ties with her own family.