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

Shen Mingzhu opened her eyes and stared at the endless white ceiling above her, dazed, when suddenly she heard her son’s voice—

"Mom, you’re awake?"

"Daughter-in-law."

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"Little sister, you’re finally awake!"

"Mingzhu, how do you feel? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

Shen Mingzhu blankly looked at the crowd squeezed around her hospital bed, her memory still stuck in the moment she went to the Hengxing Building to deliver goods. She seemed to have fainted from a rush of anger, didn’t she?

She subconsciously tried to sit up, but the mere hint of movement was immediately suppressed by several hands.

"Don’t move."

"Lie down quickly!"

Shen Mingzhu looked at Pei Yang and the others with bewildered eyes. Just as a bad feeling began to rise in her heart, she heard Pei Yang’s voice, filled with joy and excitement—