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The Stepmother's Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

[Delicate Wife VS Tough Guy, Spoiling Wife + Double Virtue + Raising Kids Daily Life] The foodie livestreamer Shen Mingzhu transmigrated into the role of a wicked stepmother from a bygone era's novel, becoming a contrasting figure to the village's Shen Baolan. Shen Baolan was kind and virtuous, treating her stepson as her own, while the original character was harsh and mean, either beating or scolding the stepson. Shen Baolan enjoyed her twilight years thanks to her promising stepson, whereas the original character was burned alive by her twisted and sinister stepson. In order to change the tragic outcome, Shen Mingzhu rolled up her sleeves, prepared to sort things out properly. —— Shen Baolan had a dream. The man she was about to marry would die half a year later, leaving her a widow with nothing, bound to lead a life of misery. Meanwhile, Shen Mingzhu, for having married the right man, became an enviable rich lady. Both from the same village, both becoming stepmothers to someone, why should Shen Mingzhu live a better life than her? She would marry the man Shen Mingzhu was married to, and live Shen Mingzhu's good life! —— Five years passed. Shen Mingzhu had become a college student, Shen Mingzhu's man didn't die but instead became a big boss, and Shen Mingzhu's stepson turned into a child prodigy. Shen Baolan, who pined for her husband to succeed, was still bitterly waiting for the day her man would rise to greatness.

Seven Queens · Urban
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317 Chs

Chapter 10 The Bad Woman Has Changed from Her Previous Life

Translator: 549690339

Watching the bad woman approaching him step by step, Pei Ziheng trembled all over, his little face deathly pale.

Would she slap him viciously, lock him in the closet, or punish him by not letting him eat for three days...

In just a few seconds, the various abuses he had endured in his past life flashed through his mind like a viewing of fleeting scenes, his heart cramped with pain as if in spasm, and his breathing became rapid.

He wanted to run, but his body was as though it had been bewitched to stay immobile.

All he could do was close his eyes in despair and fear, waiting for the raging torment to descend upon him.

One second, two seconds...

Time seemed to stop.

He felt a warm hand on his head and a familiar, gentle, and smiling voice in his ears.

"You little rascal, who did you learn this from?"

Pei Ziheng slowly opened his eyes and saw the bad woman looking at him with surprise and a smile.

What was happening?

She didn't lose her temper or hit him?