"Why not just get a doctor to check whether it's true?"
"Young Master Chen's condition can't be faked. Judging by my years of experience, I'd say it's almost certain."
"If you're still worried, you can have an imperial physician examine him. Though I doubt the Chen Family can afford one in its current state."
Liu Shi was already beside herself with anger.
She thought of the miserable state her family had fallen into lately, then of how the child in Wang Yuyan's belly was not even her son's flesh and blood.
In her fury, Liu Shi snatched up the rattan cane beside her and lashed Wang Yuyan with it, striking hard again and again.
"Little bitch! How dare you carry on an affair! How dare you ruin my son!"
"Our family must have had eight lifetimes of rotten luck to end up with a scourge like you!"
"Before we met you, everything was fine! We feasted on rich food and fine drink. Our lives couldn't have been better!"
"The moment you appeared, our lives turned into this! You brought this ill-fated wretch here and ruined my family and my son!"
Wang Yuyan howled as the blows landed.
She was no meek little lamb herself.
By the tenth stroke, she could bear it no longer. She rose, seized Liu Shi's hand, and shoved her away.
"You think you're so great?! Don't think I don't know you drove your husband to his death! If you hadn't forced him to suppress the bandits, would a civil official like him have ended up paralyzed from the waist down and died without a cure?"
"If he hadn't died, wouldn't his achievements now rival the prefect's?"
"If anyone ruined your family and your son, it was you!"
"Otherwise, your son would have soared to success long