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

"I don’t understand why President Shen wouldn’t agree to cooperate with Luo Sen," Mai Qiu said. "Does she not realize how many factories are scrambling for Luo Sen’s investment?"

Mai Qiu couldn’t comprehend Shen Mingzhu’s thinking, and why should she? She had gone to great lengths to establish a connection with Luo Sen, expending considerable effort and energy, wining and dining those people until her face was almost stiff from smiling. Yet, all her hard work and sacrifice were for naught with Shen Mingzhu’s single "disagree."

Starting from scratch under Shen Mingzhu to now being the top decision-maker of the food factory, Du Juan felt a deep sense of powerlessness, helplessness, and unwillingness for the first time in her life.

These emotions were stuck together, burning in her chest like a wild fire, suffocating her.

If only she had been the major shareholder of the food factory, then she wouldn’t have had to be controlled by others and could have fully flexed her muscles.

But such thoughts could only stay in her heart, unspeakable.

She even had to maintain a unified front verbally, "Mingzhu has her own considerations. Tell everyone to stop all projects related to Luo Sen. Everyone just go about their business."

"For more than two years, Director Du, you have been managing and running the food factory. President Shen has never interfered. Could there be some deeper meaning behind her sudden obstruction in the Luo Sen project?"

There was a clear undercurrent of personal emotion and dissatisfaction with Shen Mingzhu in Mai Qiu’s words.

In the past, Du Juan would undoubtedly have stopped her, but today she said nothing.