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

Shen Mingzhu didn’t want to argue with Shen Baolan in front of the siblings, so she told them to head home first.

As she watched Pei Ziheng’s tall and straight figure leaving, Shen Baolan couldn’t hide the envy in her eyes:

"It’s been years since I’ve seen Pei Ziheng, and he’s grown into a handsome young man. I heard he graduated from university and even started his own company; he has become a big boss. You will have good fortune to enjoy in the future."

While speaking, she glanced at Pei Tang, who was standing beside Pei Ziheng, and couldn’t help but murmur, "My Yuanbao is the same age as your Guoguo, but being a boy, he should be taller than your Guoguo."

Shen Mingzhu didn’t respond. "Shen Baolan, there has always been only hatred and resentment between us. Whatever schemes you have in mind, it’s all in vain."

"Our past grudges have gone on for so many years, and you’re still holding onto that resentment?"

Shen Baolan, with a sycophantic smile, said, "The police told me that I owe my rescue to you. It was you who ran into Gao Hualiang in Thailand, and later paid someone to extract information from him, finding out where I was. You could be considered my savior, and I came specifically to thank you."

Shen Mingzhu had warned She Zheming not to tell Shen Baolan or her family about paying for the hypnotist; she didn’t want anything to do with that family, but couldn’t withstand the "enthusiasm" of the other officers working on the case.

"Save it. The best thanks you can give me is to stop bothering me."

Shen Mingzhu was blunt, but Shen Baolan didn’t seem offended.