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

A moment of silence fell. The subtle sobs finally broke into loud wailing.

How could he bully you like that?

Li Jiao cried uncontrollably. She even cried so much that she felt like vomiting.

"I'm really fine."

Jiang Zhuhua couldn't describe his feelings. There was bitterness and envy. He was clearly just a visitor from another time and space, using someone else's body...

One glance is enough to tell the relationship between Li Jiao and Jiang Zhuhua.

After crying for a while, the blonde beauty finally managed to suppress her sobs, though she was still hiccuping.

"Divorce is good, it should have happened a long time ago. That person wasn't any good anyway. When the time comes, I'll find you some friends to go out with and have drinks with."

Li Jiao sobbed, yet managed to force a smile. Her alternating tears and laughter looked utterly comical, but this very comicality softened one's heart.

"it is good."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Zhuhua agreed.

"Would you like to see my divorce papers? He gave me quite a lot of money."

Jiang Zhuhua tried his best to speak in a slightly awkward but cheerful tone.

Li Jiao cooperated.

A faint fruity scent filled the room; the subtle aroma, almost imperceptible, greatly soothed the mood.

However, no matter how light or gentle the fragrance, it couldn't soothe that anger when I saw a certain line of text.

"Jiang Zhuhua! Are you crazy? He just left you with that burden like this, how are you going to get married in the future?"

Li Jiao's bright eyes struggled with anger.

She slammed the contract on the table with a loud thud. Li Jiao immediately stood up and paced back and forth in the room to relieve her agitation.

"And he's so shameless. You dated him, got married for three years, split the money, and still have to take care of his child. If the child isn't raised well, you won't get a penny, and you'll still have to raise his son."

Jiang Zhuhua didn't know how to describe this feeling, watching the other person care about the original owner of the body through her own soul. She was not herself.

“Listen to me, Li Jiao. I’ve thought it over carefully before deciding to divorce him.”

Jiang Zhuhua took out the divorce certificate from her bag.

“The matter is settled. I will take that child with me from now on. Pei Hong doesn’t want him anymore. It’s better for him to have a bite to eat with me than to be abandoned on the street or starve to death here.”

This is no exaggeration. Pei Hong is such a scumbag that he treats even his own son badly, and he has absolutely no moral compass or bottom line.

In the original story, Pei Hong broke Pei Hui's leg because Pei Hui was one point short of a perfect score. It wasn't really because of that one point, but simply because he was in a bad mood.

Although Jiang Zhuhua didn't consider himself a good person, he was fortunate to receive such a large sum of money by taking this child with him, and he only needed to provide the child with food to live a better life than he did with his biological father. It was a good thing for both of them.

"Pei Hong is still his biological father. If that kid is smart, he'll be the heir to this family. His own father can't just let him starve to death, can he? Why are you here showing your kindness?"

Li Jiao found it utterly ridiculous. What kind of biological father in the world would abandon his own son?

Especially since the Pei family doesn't lack food.

"Pity him? You should pity yourself. He has a father, but your father is practically useless."

Li Jiao's words implied that she looked down on that child.

"The contract has been signed. The divorce certificate has been issued. From now on, he will be my son."

Jiang Zhuhua's calm narration revealed that he didn't have any particular fondness for the child.

"Do you need a son?" Li Jiao asked coldly and sternly.

Even without saying anything, the fact remains the same and cannot be changed. Getting angry serves no purpose other than making yourself feel a little better.

Li Jiao stared at her for a while, feeling that the person in front of her was too calm, too abnormal. She didn't seem like Jiang Zhuhua anymore.

"What does your adopted son look like? How old is he? If you're going to raise him, he should be able to take care of you in your old age and be well-behaved."

Perhaps it's because everyone is a villain that they can hang out together, and their conversations are all driven by self-interest.

Jiang Zhuhua, however, was quite satisfied with this way of speaking.

"I'm not very old, just a little one. It's not time for me to retire yet, I'm still young, it's not that time yet."

Jiang Zhuhua chatted idly. The two stood and talked for a while. Li Jiao finally vented her anger and accepted the reality.

"Just abandon the child, or I'll find someone to send him to an orphanage."

Undeterred, Li Jiao asked another question.

"do not."

Jiang Zhuhua knew that child would become a future villain, and was also somewhat vindictive. When he was little, he was abandoned in an orphanage and suffered mistreatment; now that he's grown up, their remains will be left to rot in the sea.

"Alright. I'll do as you say. Hopefully, your adopted son will understand."

Li Jiao muttered a few curses, then skillfully climbed onto the bed and crawled under the covers.

"Go to sleep. We have things to do tomorrow, so let's move out as soon as possible. Staying in this place is bad luck."

The roads here are quite remote, and the villas are located in a villa area on the mountain. If you want to stay in a hotel, you have to drive quite a distance. Li Jiao is currently angry, and it's not safe for her to drive, so it's not appropriate to call a driver right now.

I can only sleep here for now.

Jiang Zhuhua wasn't used to sleeping with others, so he let her sleep in the guest room. There were many guest rooms here.

The bed was soft, and I slept soundly through the night. Time passed, the sun rose above the horizon, autumn had arrived, and a breeze had picked up.

Jiang Zhuhua opened the window and was immediately hit in the face by a gust of wind. He hurriedly closed the window and smoothed his hair.

Pack your things and put on your trench coat.

It's impolite to stay here too long. Pack your things and leave as soon as possible.

"Jiang Zhuhua, how come your adopted son is so ugly?"

The door had just opened, and she hadn't even come down from the second floor yet; she was only at the top of the stairs when Li Jiao's voice came out.

Jiang Zhuhua looked down following the sound and saw Li Jiao grab the child with both hands, lift him up, and hold him in the air for her to see.

It was as light as if it were holding a doll.

Pei Hui was clearly not used to, and even a little afraid of, this stranger, and struggled incessantly, but couldn't break free.

Those hands were placed under her armpits, like iron clamps.

"It's alright. It'll recover with some rest."

Jiang Zhuhua frowned as he looked at Pei Hui, who was dressed in only thin clothes.

"Pei Hui, do you have any warm clothes?"

It's windy outside, and with such thin clothes, it's easy to catch a cold or fever if the wind blows for even a short while.

Pei Hui continued to struggle, as if he didn't realize that someone was talking to him; he just kept struggling.

"Hey, is this kid deaf? Otherwise, why wouldn't his own father abandon him?"

Li Jiao swayed, and her two thin legs swayed along with her.

"You're talking nonsense. My dad would never abandon me."

Pei Hui began to refute almost immediately.