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

After a flurry of activity, it was past 11 p.m. In this day and age, everyone stays up late, browsing the internet and gossiping.

[Holy crap, Pei Hong is so handsome. Why did my sister divorce him?]

[No, it was a peaceful divorce, where did the anger come from? Is this some kind of exploitative family?]

[Has the person upstairs been reading too many novels? They see everyone as a bloodsucking family. Why don't you just say Jiang Zhuhua is mentally unstable? Who would just overturn someone's birthday party like that?]

[Am I the only one thinking this? Jiang Zhuhua only runs an entertainment company. Even if he has several top actresses under his wing, compared to others, isn't his financial strength lacking? Won't he get ruined? I've heard that in some circles…]

Has Jiang Zhuhua gone mad? Making such a huge scene online.

[Maybe she's just suffered too much injustice. Think about it. If her own father is so heartless, how good could he be to his daughter? The official website has evidence from back then. That was the old man Jiang's biological mother. If even her own mother isn't good, how much worse would she be to a child who wasn't raised by her?]

[Jiang Zhuhua's family's entertainment company is their own. There are even rumors online about that old man's entrepreneurial history. He rose to power by living off his wife.]

In the end, the situation escalated to the point where there wasn't even a need to hire online trolls. All that was needed was to control the direction of public opinion.

These things aren't illegal; they involve ethical and moral issues, as well as issues of saving face.

Jiang Zhuhua secretly posted evidence online of Jiang Xingjia's past exploitation of women.

Jiang Chongwen collected many videos of Jiang Zhuhua dancing suggestive dances online back then.

What's the point of denying something like this? Jiang Zhuhua directly confronted them online.

[If Jiang Xing's family hadn't refused to pay child support, and we hadn't been struggling to afford food in the countryside, would I be in this situation? My school tuition was scraped together by several uncles and aunts.]

Many things, when kept in a drawer, become memories. But when posted online, they become stark, irrefutable evidence.

Whether it's the withered and thin grandmother, the grandfather with a hunched back and a kind smile on his face, or the girl next to him wearing ill-fitting clothes, they are all enough to prove that these things are true.

Jiang Zhuhua wouldn't deliberately spread rumors, after all, spreading rumors is a crime. The original owner left her with enough evidence to succeed in a war of public opinion.

The matter dragged on until after midnight. Jiang Zhuhua was exhausted from staying up all night, but he could see that the other party was still making all sorts of unreasonable arguments and even spreading rumors.

He was so angry he almost vomited blood.

beep - beep -

The phone vibrated and rang. Jiang Zhuhua glanced at it; it was an unfamiliar number. He casually turned it off without answering.

beep - beep -

The number called again. This happened three or four times.

"Hey, who is it?"

Jiang Zhuhua tried his best to be patient, but his tone was still inevitably a bit harsh; arguing was really infuriating.

"Hello, I found a child. He says you are his parent."

The voice on the other end of the phone was a man's, and it sounded rather rough.

"Wait a minute, let me send you a video to see if it's your child. If not, I'll take him to the police station."

The call was abruptly ended, followed immediately by a video call.

Jiang Zhuhua thought of his child at home, hesitated for a moment, and then answered the phone. He immediately saw a disheveled face through the phone screen, a face that looked strangely familiar.

"An'an? Aren't you sleeping at home?"

In that instant, Jiang Zhuhua felt like he had no breath left, and his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Good evening, Mom."

Jiang Ji waved his hand guiltily. At that moment, he was being pulled up by the clothes by a strange man and forced to stand directly in front of a phone screen.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please give me a seat? I'll come pick him up right now."

Arguing? What is arguing?

Jiang Zhuhua felt a taut string in his brain. When did this child run away? And when was he found on the street?

She knew nothing, but she knew she really wanted to spank him. Forget about whether he'd become a villain in the future; he was her son now.

"Hefeng Road, Sunflower Auto Repair Shop".

The person on the other end of the phone didn't show their face; the phone screen shook a few times, and the camera flipped.

Jiang Ji was already standing obediently on the ground. In the background, there were some car parts and a snow-white dog.

"immediately."

Jiang Zhuhua couldn't sit still any longer. The other end of the phone hung up immediately. Jiang Zhuhua grabbed his suit jacket and left.

"The boss finally left work. I didn't dare to leave until he did."

A girl from the public relations department peeked out, glanced over, patted her chest, and let out a deep breath.

"You're talking like we dare to leave. Even if the boss goes off work, there's so much work to do, we're destined to work overtime tonight."

Another girl chimed in, letting out a deep sigh.

"At least after the boss left, I can finally relax a bit. I don't have to keep staring at the computer, afraid someone might suddenly jump out from behind me."

The girl who started first walked from the door to her workstation and rummaged through her drawer for snacks.

"Hey. These are the snacks I've saved up. Everyone, work hard while I'm at it."

Actually, she wasn't the only one who had snacks saved up; everyone had saved a little bit. They exchanged their snacks and refreshments, and the tense atmosphere gradually relaxed.

However, jokes aside, overtime work still had to be done. Everyone continued to keep a close eye on what was happening online.

Jiang Zhuhua was unaware of these matters, but even if he had, he wouldn't have taken them to heart. As long as the task was completed on time, there wouldn't be any major problems.

The previous car was sent for repairs; this is a new car. Please strictly follow traffic rules and drive as fast as permitted within the allowed limits.

Even in the dead of night, there were still vehicles on the road, though not as many as during the day when the lights stretched straight into the distance.

After hanging up the phone, Huo Wang moved a chair and sat down directly in front of the child.

The white dog sidled up to us, barking softly.

Huo Wang gave the dog's head a good pat. It was obvious the child had followed the dog there. He was filthy; it was unclear where he'd come from.

Glug glug—glug glug.

The sounds of intestinal spasms were deafening, impossible to conceal. Huo Wang and the white Samoyed couldn't help but fix their gazes on Jiang Ji's stomach.

Almost instantly, Jiang Ji's entire face turned bright red, as if it were on fire.

Do you want leftovers?

Huo Wang looked at the disheveled child, who resembled a little beggar, thought for a moment, and pointed to the remaining barbecue. Half of it was still untouched.