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

Pei Hong finished his cigarette quickly and stubbed it out on the shoe cabinet by the door. The scorching cigarette butt burned a yellowish-black ring into the lacquered surface.

"I treated you well before the divorce. After the divorce, let's give each other some face. You can go wherever you want, and we won't bother each other."

Jiang Zhuhua really didn't want to take action unless absolutely necessary; he planned to reason with them first. The Pei family…

"Then I made a mistake coming here today."

Pei Hong chuckled, the excitement and pleasure he had felt before coming vanished in an instant.

I even felt a little inexplicably irritable.

"What about him?"

Pei Hong lit another cigarette, asking questions as he sat down on the sofa as if he were at home. Jiang Zhuhua went straight to the window and opened it.

"Going out to play."

Jiang Zhuhua replied casually, secretly hoping the other person would leave quickly.

She really didn't want to see this person and wished she could never have anything to do with him again. She had absolutely no feelings for him whatsoever.

"Playing with toys leads to the loss of ambition."

Pei Hong still reeked of alcohol, half-reclining on the sofa smoking. Perhaps it's true that children from wealthy families aren't usually ugly; even lying there crookedly, he exuded a unique sense of dejection.

The words they said were really unpleasant to hear. They sounded like sarcasm.

"As long as he's happy."

Jiang Zhuhua was thinking of kicking the man out. The way he was leaning on the sofa, could he be planning to sleep there?

Reeking of smoke and alcohol, and with that condescending attitude, she was utterly repulsive. She certainly didn't have any self-destructive tendencies.

"Where's your bedroom? I'm going to take a nap."

Pei Hong did speak up, but he couldn't say anything nice. His tone was full of self-righteous command.

"this is my house."

Jiang Zhuhua emphasized this point.

"Your home? Can you kick me out?"

Pei Hong felt the alcohol was taking effect, and everything he heard today seemed particularly harsh. He couldn't help but feel a bit irritable.

"Of course you can kick me out. I can also destroy all your hard work. You have money, but can you compare to me?"

Pei Hong was in a bad mood, so he grabbed a cup from the table and smashed it on the ground. It was a milk cup that Jiang Zhuhua had specially bought for Jiang Ji.

The cartoon cup was smashed to pieces on the ground, and the little figures on it were all broken.

Jiang Zhuhua was almost laughing in anger. His eyes darted around the man's neck, considering the probability of strangling him to death with a belt.

Considering the consequences, Jiang Zhuhua chose to ignore him. Sometimes it's like that—the fortunate yield to the obvious. She still had children to raise.

"Go to sleep, go sleep wherever you want."

Jiang Zhuhua felt that if he stayed there for even a second longer, he would be tempted to take action. So he simply grabbed his things and left.

What's the point of reasoning with a drunkard? Especially one who's richer and more unreasonable than you.

The night breeze was cool, but Jiang Zhuhua was filled with rage. She really wanted to crack Pei Hong's skull open.

He didn't drive when he went out, and wandered aimlessly along the road. Jiang Zhuhua eventually ended up at the Sunflower Auto Repair Shop.

Such a large auto repair shop, yet it happens to have a name associated with sunflowers, and there are even a few flamboyant sunflowers on it. The yellow ones are particularly eye-catching.

The room was brightly lit, making it easy to tell what was going on at a glance. There was a child, a snow-white dog, and another man fiddling with a car.

It looks perfect, bright, yet unattainable.

Jiang Zhuhua took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before entering the repair shop.

"I got off work quite early today."

Huo Wang was changing a tire on his car, a tire he changed every few days. When he saw people arrive, he simply greeted them politely.

"Hmm. Almost done with the work. The tires on this car..."

As Jiang Zhuhua chatted, he glanced at the tires that had been replaced.

"I wasn't looking where I was going, and the car crashed into the roadside cliff. The rim was damaged, and the tires were blown out."

The car broke down on the road, and Huo Wang had to arrange for it to be towed back. He had already asked the owner about the situation, so he was able to explain it clearly.

Jiang Zhuhua stood beside him watching him repair the car.

Is it profitable to open a repair shop?

She asked.

"It's alright. It depends on the person. Some people do more expensive and complicated projects, and they earn more."

Huo Wang didn't even look up, focusing intently on the work at hand.

"A while ago, we released a car that was covered in rhinestones. The rhinestone application was done by hand, so it was quite profitable. We also had another car that underwent smart modifications, which was also quite lucrative. There are also some personalized customizations."

Changing the tire didn't take long, and everything was quickly cleaned up. Huo Wang, his hands still dirty, tidied up the things.

"Please sit down for a while, I'm going to wash my hands."

Covered in filth, it was inconvenient to do anything. Huo went to the back to wash his hands.

Jiang Zhuhua found himself a chair and sat down in a corner.

"Mom, look at this."

Jiang Ji had been playing elsewhere and hadn't noticed what was happening here. As soon as he saw his mother, he immediately took out a piece of paper from his bag.

"what?"

Jiang Zhuhua asked questions as he opened the paper. A bright red sheet of paper had "Excellent Student" written on it, along with Jiang Ji's name.

"I did very well this month, and that's what Teacher Yang gave me. Every student has a little red flower, but not many have certificates. I'm the fastest and best at addition and subtraction within 20 in kindergarten."

In the senior class, the teacher would teach some basic elementary school material, nothing too difficult. But they would also include a little bit of academic subjects. When Jiang Ji talked about this, his face couldn't hide the deep longing for praise.

"Good girl! An'an is so great!"

Jiang Zhuhua was exhausted, but he couldn't tell a child that, so he leaned over and kissed the child's fair and tender face. As time went by, the child's face became a little chubby, and he looked cute for his age.

"Mom, you don't seem happy today. What's wrong?"

Even though she was quite young, Jiang Ji was still very sensitive. Her mother looked terrible today. She couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong, but it felt like her mother had suddenly lost all her energy and spirit.

Jiang Ji didn't say much, but simply leaned in and took her mother's hand. She wasn't in the mood to show off her award certificate anymore; she just looked at it with concern.

"There's an annoying guy in the house, and Mom's unhappy."

Jiang Zhuhua sat in the chair and held the person in his arms, speaking softly.

She had already included Jiang Ji in her inner circle, so she would absolutely not allow anyone else to harm him.

Pei Hong is an uncertain and unstable factor. Jiang Zhuhua couldn't express the fear he felt inside.

"I will be with you. No matter what happens."