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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.

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Chapter 11: Not to Torment Him, but to Embrace Him?

Dịch giả: 549690339

After breakfast, Pei Ziheng hopped off the stool and prepared to return to his room as usual, when he had barely taken two steps before he heard the wicked woman calling him.

"Put on some clean clothes, we're going out in a bit."

Pei Ziheng stopped in his tracks and turned around, "I can't dress myself."

Shen Mingzhu teased, "You can't dress yourself, yet you can sneakily open my safe?"

Pei Ziheng: "..."

Seeing her stepson puff up like a pufferfish, Shen Mingzhu chuckled, "I'll help you find some clothes after I finish eating."

Pei Ziheng sat on the bed, watching the wicked woman rummage through the wardrobe, filled with confusion.

Of course he knew how to dress himself, saying otherwise was just a test, curious about the wicked woman's reaction, yet she was actually going to help him change.

Pei Ziheng had quite a lot of clothes, the double-door standing wardrobe was crammed full, but there weren't many he could wear.