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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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325 Chs

Chapter 245: Home Stolen by Romantic Rival

Translator: 549690339

In her sleep, Shen Mingzhu always felt someone watching over her. When she opened her eyes, she met a pair of gentle, moist eyes.

"You're awake?"

Turning her head toward the sound, she saw that Zhong Qing was also there.

"Qingqing, when did you guys arrive?"

Seeing her wanting to get up, Yan Yi subconsciously moved forward, his hand just lifted then abruptly stopped.

Zhong Qing bent down to help Shen Mingzhu sit up and then placed a pillow behind her for support.

Shen Mingzhu smelled a faint floral fragrance and only then noticed a large bunch of fresh red roses on the bedside table. They were placed in a transparent glass vase, looking vibrant and almost dripping with color.

This season, roses were a rarity.

"We haven't been here long. We didn't wake you because you were sleeping. Did you sleep well?"

Zhong Qing gazed at her, her amber eyes, like colored glass beads, carried a tender smile, "You look much better, you must have had a good rest these past few days."