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I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies

# COZY # OMNIPOTENT # CHIEFASSISTANT In her past life, Mo Ruyue was a top-notch assassin. She was as indifferent as an abyss, and had killed more people than she had fingers to count. In her new life, she became the vicious stepmother of five munchkins in a remote mountain valley, and they were terrified of her. In this life, she decided to change the way she lived. She only had four bare walls for a house? Her children starved to the point they were just skin and bones? No problem. She could kill wild boars with her bare hands, so food wasn’t an issue. She was also proficient in multiplication tables, and her kids instantly became big fans of hers. It had been a difficult journey to change from a vicious stepmother to a warm one. Then, her supposedly dead husband suddenly returned, now the first minister of the dynasty.“Let’s divorce. Give me the children, and I’ll return the money to you.” “I don’t lack anything, just you and the children.”

Wu Shuangzhou · Général
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913 Chs

Speaking Without Thinking

Éditeur: Dragon Boat Translation

Bai Jin Shang quickly thought of a countermeasure and immediately sent people to gather everyone in his wife and daughter's room and courtyard. He then announced a new rule.

In the future, the people on duty in the madam's and miss' room and courtyard would have to work in groups of three to monitor each other. Every day, they had to record the day's schedule, prepare food, and bring medicinal soup. The dregs and food residue were left for inspection. After the shift ended, the three of them would sign at the same time.

Apart from a few servants and old women who looked at each other and didn't know what had happened, the servant girls and old women who were close to him were all smart people. They immediately understood that there was a mole in the family and the master was investigating.

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the people around them, for fear of getting suspected again.