Chapter 213 - Chapter 213: Chapter Two-Hundred and Thirteen: Confess (1/2)
Chapter 213: Chapter Two-Hundred and Thirteen: Confess
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Old Zhang looked around; when he didn’t see Zhang Tao, he drunkenly muttered, “I’m telling you, it’s all… my wife’s fault. If—if she didn’t… didn’t beat the girl… beat her too hard… she wouldn’t have escaped, yeah? That wretched girl… so ungrateful! She—she ran away!”
Shi Nian stood up and threw the bottle of wine at Old Zhang. Old Zhang’s hands were tied, and he couldn’t catch it. Seeing the wine spill out, he anxiously cried out, “Hey! Hey! It’s spilling, it’s spilling! That’s good wine, you know!”
Shi Nian ignored the man and walked up to Old Zhao. “Do you have anything else to say?” he asked him. “Does your conscience hurt knowing you’re righteously protecting people responsible for such monstrosities?”
Old Zhao couldn’t speak as his face reddened, paled, then reddened again. Zhang Xian hurriedly stated, “That had nothing to do with us! It was my great-aunt who stole the child. She even said that she only succeeded because there was an insider in your family!”
Gu Bei’s gaze sharpened as Chen Yao immediately looked at him. “Who was it? Who helped her?!” he questioned Zhang Xian.
Zhang Xian couldn’t answer that, thinking, ‘How would I know?
Seeing that Zhang Xian wasn’t saying anything, Gu Bei said, “Fine. I can spare your family if you tell me who the insider is!”
“The insider? How—how would I know?” Zhang Xian mumbled.
Gu Bei looked at Zhang Tao, who yelled, “We really don’t know! Only my husband’s elder sister knows. We had nothing to do with it, nothing at all! Don’t listen to that drunkard; I didn’t abuse her!”
Zhang Tao didn’t know what to do even if she had a million tricks up her sleeve. She had heard from her sister-in-law that Xiao He’s family was wealthy, but she didn’t know the family was so powerful. If she had known, she would’ve sent the child back. Who cared if that offended her sister-in-law? That woman had cut off all contact with her after Zhang Tao had taken Xiao He in, anyway.
Suddenly, everyone could hear police sirens coming from outside. The village chief ran like the wind over to them before the police could show up, asking, “What’s this? What happened? What’s going on?”
Old Zhao stepped forward and whispered something to him. The village chief stared at Gu Bei and the others in bewilderment and then walked up to the one who seemed the easiest to talk to in their group—Ye Kun. The village chief inquired, “Young man, could there be a misunderstanding here? I’m the village chief.”