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

Zhou Shuhuan regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth.

Even if Pei Yang, like him, had divorced Shen Mingzhu, what could he do? Did he really want to marry Shen Mingzhu again?

If he really did that, his brotherhood with Pei Yang would truly be over.

"Yang, that’s not what I meant, I, I..."

Just as Zhou Shuhuan was racking his brains trying to explain his slip of the tongue, Pei Yang laughed, "Shuhuan, I understand what you mean. Mingzhu has been married to me for so long and has suffered quite a bit. I’ve decided to transfer her to a different post. From now on, she’ll work from home and look after our mother and son, living a good life."

"That’s pretty good."

Zhou Shuhuan said it was good, but inside he felt an indescribable sense of loss, along with relief.

Now that Pei Yang had come back, it was time for him to let go of his impractical fantasies.

Pei Yang, unable to comprehend Zhou Shuhuan’s complex emotions, excitedly told him about the wedding he was planning and humbly sought Zhou Shuhuan’s advice.

Among his several brothers, it was Zhou Shuhuan who had been married the most times and should have the most experience.