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

Is this a plan to abandon the son?

Jiang Zhuhua frowned as he looked at the document. Wasn't this supposed to be the fruit of their love?

I'm tired of seeing this person, and I'm just so annoyed by their behavior. Am I planning to throw them out?

If I remember correctly, she's a stepmother. Does she want Pei Hui to suffer in her hands?

Jiang Zhuhua didn't have any particular feelings for this child; he couldn't say he liked him, but he didn't dislike him either.

She didn't know if she could raise the child well, or if she could save him from his fate as a villain.

"It's almost time, are you still hungry?"

Jiang Zhuhua asked a question, his eyes never leaving the paper in his hand. He had looked through the rest; now only the custody issue remained. The child beside him was still staring longingly at the food.

"Not hungry anymore."

But he still wanted to eat. Pei Hui looked at the chicken in the soup; the color was really beautiful.

Go back to your room and take a nap.

After lunch, it's time for a nap. Jiang Zhuhua had gotten into the habit of it, so he casually called out to the child.

"Hello, is this Assistant Zhang? I'd like to discuss the divorce."

Jiang Zhuhua watched Pei Hui walk to a small room at the corner of the stairs. It was poorly lit and cramped, belonging to the remaining space.

It's a small room used for storing miscellaneous items.

Jiang Zhuhua frowned involuntarily, but his hands continued moving.

"Good day, Madam. Mr. Pei has already told me about this. Have you seen the divorce agreement? Or can I explain it to you?"

Assistant Zhang pulled out a blank sheet of paper and placed it beside him, still smiling even though they were connected by phone.

What's the story with that child?

Jiang Zhuhua asked directly.

"It's like this, Madam. The president's intention is that he doesn't want to raise this child. Apart from the money you originally brought, the property and land are your share of the assets. The remaining amount is for the young master's child support."

"The president hopes you can take the young master with you. Otherwise, you can keep delaying."

Assistant Zhang has been working for his boss for several years and knows very well that if this boss doesn't take that burden away, the kid in the Pei family probably won't have a good life.

Sometimes, even household servants are perceptive. And sometimes, it's impossible to prevent them from doing something behind your back.

Moreover, the CEO won't protect him. Despite being called a young master, he's more like a ball being passed around. His ex-wife's family doesn't want him, and the CEO doesn't want him either, so he's left to be passed on to the current CEO.

Jiang Zhuhua held the phone in one hand and tapped lightly on a piece of paper with the tip of his finger.

From a financial perspective, the offer is very generous. However, once you raise this child, it will be extremely difficult to get married later. Work will also be inconvenient.

Jiang Zhuhua felt no sense of belonging to this world; he was simply calmly considering his own interests. He glanced up and saw the door to the room in the corner was slightly ajar.

A single eye peered through the crack, watching her with a gloomy gaze.

Jiang Zhuhua simply stared calmly at the child and waved. The child, however, had quite a temper and slammed the door shut.

"If I raise him, will all the property belong to me, or will it be left to that child to inherit?"

"Of course it's for you. The president's idea is: guarantee his survival, raise him until he's eighteen, and then you can completely let go of him."

"I'd like to change his name, is that okay?"

"Yes. After the divorce, he will belong to you alone."

"Tell him to take some time to get a divorce. Also, get the property notarization done while you're at it, and make sure you have a day free."

After discussing some details with the other party, Jiang Zhuhua hung up the phone.

Pei Hong seemed genuinely interested in getting a divorce, as he made time for it the very next day. The two divorced swiftly and went straight to have their property notarized.

When I got home, I asked the nanny, "Where did that little brat go again?"

A man nearly 1.9 meters tall spoke with a cold face and a fierce tone, as if he were talking about an enemy.

"The young master has been staying in his room."

The nanny answered respectfully.

Pei Hong strode over, turned the doorknob, and without even going inside, simply reached out and pulled the person out.

The room was too cramped; it could fit a bed and a narrow table, but there wasn't enough room for anything else.

"From now on, you'll stay with her. She'll support you until you're eighteen."

Pei Hong tossed the child over like he was throwing something. Jiang Zhuhua frowned, but instinctively reached out to catch him.

However, she overestimated the body's stamina, and the sudden movement almost strained her back.

"Dad, you've divorced Auntie, don't you want me anymore?"

The little villain is quite clever, but he's still young. He overheard some things yesterday, and combined them with today's events, he immediately guessed what had happened. However, he still can't control his emotions.

Soon, tears began to fall.

Pei Hong didn't even look at him, just stared at Jiang Zhuhua: "You can stay here tonight, I'll go somewhere else. Tomorrow and the day after, I'll give you two days to move your things."

The child next to them was completely ignored, and Jiang Zhuhua pulled the child closer to him.

"I'll get it ready as soon as possible."

The two didn't bother to talk any further; after that brief exchange, Pei Hong left without even trying to stay.

Pei Hui broke free from Jiang Zhuhua's grasp and tried to chase after him. However, Pei Hong was tall and had long, slender legs.

The other person just strode away, and Pei Hui, even scrambling and stumbling, couldn't reach the hem of their clothes. Even as he cried, tears and snot streamed down his face. The other person didn't even turn around.

"Dad! Please don't abandon me." "I will be good and study hard." "Dad, I will play the piano well and won't let you down."

"dad……."

The child was crying his heart out, but Pei Hong got into the car and drove off without looking back. Every nanny pretended to be very busy.

Jiang Zhuhua looked at the little kid and sighed.

"follow me."

Jiang Zhuhua had never taken care of children before, and her personality wasn't particularly gentle, so she didn't know where to start with the dirty child.

In the end, he chose to pat the other person's head.

"Dad, why don't you want me either?"

Children may not understand why they are disliked, punished, or criticized.

He didn't even understand where that feeling of disgust came from. All he knew was that he had been abandoned and given to a stranger.

"Why are you crying? You're crying as if your dad is so good to you."

Jiang Zhuhua himself had never experienced fatherly love or motherly love, so he really didn't know how to be a parent. But seeing a child cry made him feel annoyed.

Upon hearing this, Pei Hui dared not cry anymore, fearing she would be thrown out into the street. Only her eyes remained filled with tears, threatening to fall, making her even more pitiful to look at.

"I will raise you. I don't like your name, I want to change it, do you have any objections?"

Pei Hui dared not speak, his eyes red and swollen. He just stared at her longingly.

"Just say what you want. What's the point of having a mouth if you don't use it to speak?"

Jiang Zhuhua's tone became even more aggressive.

"No comment."