Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

Although my household registration hasn't been fully transferred yet, I still have my ID card.

"Madam, domestic violence is illegal."

After examining the injury, the doctor couldn't help but say something like, "You were so gentle when applying the medicine to the child."

“I just got divorced. I got the children from my ex-husband.”

Jiang Zhuhua was unwilling to take the blame. He decisively shifted the blame onto whoever was responsible.

"Ma'am, I need to have my child's private parts checked. Could you please wait outside for a moment?"

As the doctor spoke, he called another doctor in, because it was not appropriate for only one doctor to be present for such a situation.

The wary look in her eyes was so obvious that Jiang Zhuhua could tell at a glance that the other person was not only checking her, but also suspecting that she was not a good person.

"it is good."

Jiang Zhuhua didn't hesitate and turned to leave. If that child started spouting nonsense, their shallow mother-son bond would come to an end.

Not long after entering Dr. Chu's office, Jiang Zhuhua deliberately walked a little further away, not wanting to hear what was being said inside.

Woohoo—Woohoo—

Jiang Zhuhua's phone kept vibrating. He opened it and saw it was another unknown number. After comparing it with the previous unknown number and confirming it wasn't the same person, he answered the call.

"Is my body functioning properly?"

The first sentence spoken from the other end left Jiang Zhuhua stunned. He didn't yet feel a strong sense of belonging to this world; he was only momentarily bewildered, without any other particular feeling.

"Are you Jiang Zhuhua?"

It's really strange to call out your own name. Jiang Zhuhua simply asked a question.

"Yes, we share the same name. I can't really be considered the original Jiang Zhuhua; I've been reborn."

These things are really too dramatic. Jiang Zhuhua walked deeper into the corridor to make sure no one could hear him.

"Do you have a way to get back into this body?"

Using someone else's body is never a good thing; Jiang Zhuhua longs to have a body that is entirely his own.

"No. You can keep it. I called you to ask you to return my money. I heard everything from Jiaojiao. I don't want the child support that bastard offered. I only want my dowry. I don't want my company either."

The "Jiao Jiao" that was referring to must be Li Jiao. Jiang Zhuhua didn't know much about the original owner of this body, but Li Jiao could tell at a glance that there was something wrong between the two of them. After Li Jiao confirmed it, it should be her.

How can I be sure you are?

Jiang Zhuhua was talking while sending messages to Li Jiao.

I'll stay by her side and give her back what she wants. Otherwise, I don't mind using my influence to do it another way.

This is Li Jiao's reply.

"Hold on."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhuhua immediately made a video call. She could certainly give the money to the other party; after all, it originally belonged to her, and she had a certain moral compass.

Moreover, she needs to learn some things from the other party.

The call was quickly connected, and Li Jiao's fair and radiant face was the first to appear in the frame.

"Why are you calling? Are you trying to kill me to cover your tracks?"

Li Jiao completely covered the phone camera, ensuring that Jiang Zhuhua didn't see the other person from beginning to end.

The defensiveness conveyed in the tone was self-evident.

“No, I just wanted to make sure you were safe. I wasn’t forced to say these things. Another Jiang Zhuhua, I know you can hear me.”

Jiang Zhuhua spoke with unusual calmness, methodically recounting what he wanted to know.

“I want to know what happened. Why don’t you want this body, but only money? And you don’t want much, you even gave up your own company.”

It's important to understand that possessing this body brought with it a network of relationships that went far beyond her dowry.

"Don't you know? What good are those damned bastards? They're just empty shells, only coveted in your eyes. Oh, I forgot, you can't change your shell either."

Over the phone, Jiang Zhuhua felt as if he were seeing the sharp-tongued and mean-spirited character described in the novel.

"Listen carefully, all I want is money and Jiaojiao, I don't want anything else. Jiaojiao told me about what you confessed, so I guess you feel guilty towards me, right?"

The person on the other end spoke in a light, mocking tone, as if laughing at this damned soft-heartedness.

Jiang Zhuhua simply remained silent and acquiesced. It was inevitable that he would feel a little guilty and indebted to someone who had received such a huge windfall.

"Once we get the money, we'll be even. From now on, you'll take over my entire life and my network, including that brat. You won't have to feel indebted anymore."

The person on the other end paused briefly, then chuckled softly for a while.

"If you don't agree, I'll try my best to pull you down and we'll go to hell together. By the way, are you afraid of Taoist priests or Buddhas or anything like that? If not, then we'll take some physical measures."

The other person's emotions were very unstable, and Jiang Zhuhua only listened to what he wanted to hear.

"I'll transfer the money to you later. Because the amount is quite large, I can only transfer it in several installments. But I also want you to know that after I give you the money, we'll consider this matter settled. If you ever come after me again, I will stop at nothing to kill you."

Jiang Zhuhua didn't care what the other party wanted the money for; it was money picked up out of thin air anyway, so there was no need to be so distressed. It would be best if this relationship could be ended.

"Of course, who wants to deal with that disgusting circle? The company is my compensation to you. You absolutely have to send them to hell. If you're not disgusted to death by them."

The person opposite her was laughing hysterically, accompanied by words of comfort from Li Jiao.

"It's all over now. I'm here, don't cry."

Jiang Zhuhua glanced in the direction of the consultation room; Pei Hui hadn't come out yet.

"Who should die?"

Jiang Zhuhua asked.

"All those who hurt me, my dear family, my dear love. It's ridiculous, so ridiculous, it's hilarious."

"I've lived my whole life, and in the end, I haven't found anyone I can rely on. Hahahaha."

"go to hell!"

A series of clicking sounds came from the other end of the phone, and the call was abruptly cut off.

Jiang Zhuhua watched his phone screen slowly go dark, lost in thought. Only a moment later...

I sent Li Jiao a message: 【Give me your bank account number.】

Her dowry was 100 million yuan. Jiang Zhuhua wasn't quite sure where the money came from, but he felt it couldn't have come from her family.

There was no reply from the other end, and it seems that things have been taken care of in the examination room as well.

Pei Hui came out of the consultation room alone and looked around.

Upon seeing the familiar figure, it quickly ran over, like a fledgling returning to its nest.

"Mom, this is the prescription the doctor gave me."