Within a few days, rumors about the Wan family were flying all over the city.

"Have you heard? The wife of the Wan family from the Wantong Restaurant is having an affair with the steward of their house."

"What? Is that true?" the old woman said with a gossipy look on her face.

Isn’t it? The woman said with a sly smile.

Another woman said in disbelief, "So, Master Wan is being cuckolded. This wealthy lady really knows how to play."

"What's that? Is there anything more frustrating than being cuckolded? I heard that this young master might not be the Wan family's son, and this Master Wan has been raising someone else's son?"

Is this true? The old woman leaned over and asked with a gossipy look on her face.

"How could this be false? There's no smoke without fire. If it weren't for something that didn't exist, who would make up such a story? Besides, Madam Wan had secretly met with the steward over ten years ago, and was accidentally caught by a woman. This is definitely true, so it's really hard to say who the eldest son of the Wan family is from."

You said a woman saw it. Oh my! Another woman exclaimed in surprise! …

Such topics have gone viral in the streets and alleys of the city.

Mr. Wan came back from outside in a bad weather. The first thing he did when he came back was to ask someone to bring Mrs. Wan and the steward over.

Master Wan slammed the table and shouted angrily: Bitch, kneel down.

The sudden scolding startled Madam Wan, but only for a moment. Then she smiled and said, "Master, what are you doing? What has made you so angry?" As she spoke, she even reached out to help Master Wan calm down.

When Mr. Wan saw Madam Wan's outstretched hand, he felt disgusted and grabbed Madam Wan's hand and threw it aside.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something I didn't do well enough?" Mrs. Wan shouted in dissatisfaction.

There was a crisp sound, the sound of a slap on the face! It's not that you didn't do well enough, but that you did it too well. Master Wan's face was dark, and his hand was shaking because he had hit too hard.

Half of Mrs. Wan's face swelled up rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mrs. Wan gasped in pain, and her face was burning with pain, which took her a long time to recover.

Just when she was about to ask the reason for being beaten, she didn't expect that what Mr. Wan said made her head buzz and she lost her composure.

You two, this adulterous couple, actually dared to cheat on me right under my nose. You are so shameless, you deserve to die.

If he hadn't taken the Yue family's status and position into consideration, he really wanted to chop this bitch to death with a knife.

Mrs. Wan turned pale with fright and staggered back a few steps.

Drag this adulterer out and feed him to the dogs, Master Wan ordered his men viciously.

When the steward heard this, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "Master, please spare my life, Master, please spare my life!" Bang bang, his head knocked loudly.

The "feeding dogs" here is not an adjective, but really feeding dogs. There are several giant wolfhounds raised in the side courtyard of Wan Mansion.

This is the product of the union of a wolf and a dog. These wolfhounds recognize their master and only recognize the first person they see when they open their eyes, so these wolfhounds only recognize Master Wan.

This wolfhound is extremely ferocious and is no less ferocious than a wolf. As the chief steward, he knows this, and he personally sent many of them in.

These wolfhounds feed on living people. If you throw a person in, no matter how fast you run, you will be eaten in the end.

I used to enjoy this, watching the bloody and brutal scenes made my blood boil. But now, when I think about the dog sharing its food with me, I tremble with fear. My head feels dizzy, and my legs are so weak that I can't stand up.

The young master of the Wan family, who had heard the news and came over, couldn't help but ask, "Dad, what did this steward do wrong to make Dad so angry?"

When Master Wan saw the newcomer, he couldn't help but look at the two men's faces carefully. They were indeed somewhat similar. This bitch had let him raise a bastard for so many years.

The more I looked at it, the more annoyed I became. I took it away to feed the dogs.

Madam, save me, I don’t want to die, Madam, save me!

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