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

Pei Hui held two sheets of paper in his hand: one was a printed prescription, and the other mainly detailed the dosage and how to use it. Pei Hui didn't recognize many characters.

"Should we go get the medicine now, or go home?"

Pei Hui looked so well-behaved.

"After picking up the medicine, I went home. The fruit basket I bought has arrived and is with the security guard."

Jiang Zhuhua extended his hand and beckoned, and Pei Hui immediately and obediently handed over his hand.

"Mom, isn't this a fruit platter?"

"...A basket filled with whole fruit is called a fruit basket. When the fruit is cut up and arranged on a plate, it is called a fruit platter."

This matter was considered settled, and the child's household registration was quickly transferred to their address.

Jiang Zhuhua spent a week taking stock of his assets and investigating his own background.

An entertainment company and a tea marketing company.

There are only these two companies. The entertainment company is the most profitable one, employing two or three A-list celebrities.

The dowry was also entirely funded by her own earnings, according to the information gathered during the investigation.

When the original owner was born, her father's company suffered a cash flow crisis and broke contracts with some people. At that time, the original owner had just been born, and the couple did not have the energy to take care of her. Perhaps they also felt it was bad luck, so they sent the child to the countryside to be raised by her grandparents.

The grandparents doted on their granddaughter, spending all the money given to her by the younger generation. The original owner was also ambitious and hardworking in her studies, wanting to help ease the burden on her family. From a young age, she used her grandmother's ID number to make money through live streaming, and later, after saving up some money, she began to develop her career in the entertainment industry.

After his grandparents passed away, he was adopted and brought home.

It was difficult to inquire at home, but during her time at school, people said all sorts of nasty things about her, claiming she was an illegitimate child and had been kept under wraps. However, her family never came forward.

As a result, they suffered from school violence.

After Jiang Zhuhua wrote down these things, he burned the documents and gave them a sum of money to keep quiet. He even flushed the ashes down the toilet drain.

According to the information, that family wasn't exactly a good family either. The original owner had two older brothers, and later had a younger sister. If her grandparents hadn't passed away, no one would have considered taking her back.

Jiang Zhuhua slowly tapped the armrest, leaning lazily against the newly bought recliner.

It seems we'll have to deal with that family for a while, and hopefully sever this relationship completely. After all, it's not the formidable opponent you should fear, but the incompetent teammate, and even more so, a backstab.

That mother's attitude was really not good; the rest depends on how others react.

A secret sense of anticipation involuntarily surfaced in Jiang Zhuhua's heart.

The sun slowly sank below the horizon, and the hands of the alarm clock ticked away, making a soft, rhythmic sound.

Jiang Zhuhua closed his eyes wearily.

……

"Lazy pig, wake up! Lazy pig, wake up..."

The alarm clock went crazy, its volume increasing from low to high. The mechanical bell vibrated, yelling at the lazybones to get up.

Jiang Zhuhua slammed her eyes shut and turned off the alarm clock. She regretted buying Pei Hui such an alarm clock; she had used it once and found it unbearably noisy.

This thing is so loud it's like the world is about to explode.

Looking at the alarm clock, it was already five o'clock. Today was Pei Hui's first day at the new kindergarten, and Jiang Zhuhua had promised to pick her up and drop her off.

Jiang Zhuhua quickly got up, changed out of his pajamas, put on a white shirt, black suit pants, a brown trench coat, brown British-style low-top leather shoes, and a light brown octagonal hat.

I had about ten minutes left after finishing this routine, and it would be time for school to end. I washed my face, quickly applied some lipstick, grabbed my car keys, and headed out.

Didn't we pack up half an hour early? Why do I feel like I'm going to be late?

Jiang Zhuhua set an alarm for 5:30 and put it in the car.

She had never picked up or dropped off a child before. In the mornings, she would drop them off right on time, and there didn't seem to be many parents. But when she went to pick them up, the short drive was incredibly crowded...

Jiang Zhuhua watched as the electric scooter beside him passed by.

Jiang Zhuhua: "..."

Hello, need a designated driver?

Jiang Zhuhua glanced at the two people in the car next to him. Since the car couldn't move either, he got out of the car decisively and knocked on the other car window.

"what?"

The two young men, both quite young, exchanged a bewildered glance.

"One hundred yuan, please drive my car."

After saying that, Jiang Zhuhua forgot to ask about another very important matter.

He looked at the person in the passenger seat.

"Do you have a driver's license?"

The young man in the passenger seat then realized what was happening.

"Yes, sis. I'd be happy to. Where do you want me to drive your car?"

The young man pulled out his driver's license from his pocket, a smile spreading across his face, while his other hand pulled out his phone to receive payments.

"Aizhi Kindergarten. It's not far ahead. Wait for me over there."

Jiang Zhuhua tossed the car keys over and immediately scanned the money. She wasn't worried the other person would just drive off. The main concern was their speed; by the time she picked up her child, the other person wouldn't have gone far.

Jiang Zhuhua didn't say anything more and immediately took off running towards the kindergarten. Mainly because there were no other means of transportation available nearby.

1,000 meters, 800 meters, 500 meters...

When they were about 100 meters apart, his phone alarm went off. Jiang Zhuhua immediately turned it off.

She hadn't exercised in a long time, first because she was sick, and then because she was too busy. She had never thought about exercising before, and now she was running so hard that she was out of breath, and her shoes were quite heavy.

A perfectly presentable urban woman was somehow made a bit disheveled by running around.

The kindergarten usually lines up in advance, waiting for parents to pick them up. When Jiang Zhuhua arrived, it was chaotic. Some children were being picked up by their parents, while others clearly didn't resemble the people next to them; they might be assistants or nannies.

Pei Hui huddled among the children, her eyes darting around, her gaze filled with undisguised anticipation and worry.

There are so many cars, will Mom get stuck in traffic?

Will she really come to pick him up? Or will she just leave him at the kindergarten, forget him here, and let him go home alone?

He remembered the way back very well.

"Pei Hui".

When Jiang Zhuhua reached the kindergarten gate, he was exhausted. He supported himself on his knees, coughing and panting heavily.

She had forgotten whether she had ever looked forward to being picked up by her parents when she was a child. But seeing Pei Hui made her involuntarily think of her childhood.

She will definitely become a qualified parent.

"mom!"

Wearing a pale yellow kindergarten uniform, Pei Hui ignored the teacher's attempts to stop him and ran straight for the gate upon seeing familiar faces. The kindergarten gate somehow gave off a prison-like feel.

"Teacher, I am Pei Hui's parent."

Jiang Zhuhua greeted the teacher with a smile, his face still flushed and slightly sweaty from running. Pei Hui's kindergarten teacher was a tall, thin young man; judging from his age and the youthful innocence still on his face, he was probably a college student doing an internship.