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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 68: Kicked Out by My Wife, In a Bad Mood

Dịch giả: 549690339

Shen Mingzhu slept until the sky was bright before she got up.

After opening the window to breathe a few breaths of fresh air and stretching a big lazy stretch, Shen Mingzhu was in a good mood and opened the door to go wash up.

But as soon as she opened the door, she smelled the scent of steamed buns.

Following the aroma, she arrived at the kitchen doorway just in time to see the steaming pot billowing with white steam, and then she turned to see Pei Yang, wearing an apron and washing something at the sink. She smiled in pleasant surprise and greeted him,

"Good morning."

Pei Yang glanced at her and grunted in response.

Cold and indifferent.

Shen Mingzhu retracted her smile and silently turned to go to the bathroom to wash up.

As she brushed her teeth, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and thought that if she were the one kicked out of the room to sleep on the sofa, her temper would have been worse than Pei Yang's.