Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, striving to raise the little villain

Looking through Mo Weiwei's eyes, she saw a bloodied and mangled figure smiling sinisterly at her in the mirror.

Mo Jingyu guessed that Mo Weiwei's angle when she came in was just right, allowing her to see this horrifying scene. When the three of them first stepped into the bathroom, their attention was completely drawn to the bathtub or the toilet, and they missed it.

Mo Jingyu sighed inwardly at Mo Weiwei's luck, which seemed to be wasted on all sorts of strange and unusual things.

She pulled Mo Weiwei forward a step, and only after Mo Weiwei saw the mirror return to normal did she stammer, "Front...front, there...there's...someone in that mirror!"

Zhao Momo shuddered in fright, glanced timidly at the mirror again, and muttered, "Nobody's here?"

While carefully examining the mirror, Mo Jingyu casually asked, "What do you want to see?" Zhao Momo was completely confused, but Lin Yunyuan seemed to have a clue, understanding that there must be something strange hidden in the mirror.

Mo Jingyu pulled the two women to where Mo Weiwei had just been standing. They only glanced at her before their scalps tingled, and a chill ran down their spines. Lin Yunyuan remained relatively calm, but Zhao Momo and Mo Weiwei were trembling so much that they could barely speak.

Mo Jingyu quickly explained that it was just the angle; anyone who stares at the mirror as soon as they enter the bathroom is bound to see this frightening "surprise," and it just so happens that Mo Weiwei happened to be there.

[Holy crap, that scared me to death! I almost dropped my phone!]

[You were just close, I really threw it, the screen shattered... TAT]

Was it a man or a woman?

【You're still worried about this at a critical moment? I closed my eyes and turned off my phone as soon as the face appeared.】

Weiwei is so unlucky; she keeps running into bad things.

The bathroom was cramped, and seeing that Mo Weiwei was terrified, Mo Jingyu told her to leave, and also called Zhao Momo along.

She and Lin Yunyuan stayed inside to continue the search. Mo Jingyu stared at the water in the toilet, her brows furrowed, lost in thought. Lin Yunyuan leaned closer and whispered, "Are you really going to rummage through it?" Mo Jingyu quickly shook her head, inwardly wondering, who would want to rummage through a toilet! They had searched the sink and bathtub thoroughly, but found nothing. Yet, her woman's intuition kept telling her that there was definitely something in there.

Lin Yunyuan felt the same way and turned around to go out and find two plastic bags.

Zhao Momo and Mo Weiwei stood outside, terrified but too afraid to go in. Mo Weiwei saw Mo Jingyu about to clean the toilet and exclaimed, "Sister, why are you cleaning the toilet?" Mo Jingyu turned her head and said irritably, "Why don't you do it? Go stand over there!"

Mo Weiwei clenched her fists and said with dissatisfaction, "Sister, you're unhygienic!" She had thoroughly cleaned the toilet at her old home.

Mo Jingyu was both annoyed and amused. "You won't do it, but you won't let others do it? If you think it's unhygienic, then use your method. I won't have to suffer like this."

Mo Weiwei was speechless, choked by the words. Mo Jingyu, too lazy to pay any more attention, put on a plastic bag and put her hand into the toilet.

[Is Mo Jingyu crazy? Weiwei was just trying to be kind and care about her, and this is her attitude?!]

[What is Mo Weiwei saying? Does she think she's so precious? If she has a solution, she should show it!]

It's just a prop, why are you making such a fuss about whether it's clean or not?

【Our Weiwei is just clean, is that wrong?!】

Oh, so according to you guys, anything that hasn't been cleaned is unclean?

The comments section was filled with heated arguments about cleaning toilets.

Mo Jingyu gritted her teeth, slowly reaching her hand to the bottom of the toilet, frantically trying to mentally prepare herself as she groped around.

After a while, my fingers touched a bag. I quickly pulled it out and saw that it was a resealable bag containing a note and a key.

Mo Jingyu threw away the dirty plastic bag, pulled the other three outside, and unpacked the package. The note read: "The journey begins when night falls."

Zhao Momo looked confused and said, "It's getting dark? Do we have to turn off the lights?" This one sentence instantly enlightened Mo Jingyu and Lin Yunyuan.

The two quickly turned off the lights, and in an instant, an area next to the bedroom door glowed faintly.

Mo Jingyu excitedly turned on the lights again and praised Zhao Momo generously. Zhao Momo blushed and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'm not that clever." Mo Weiwei also gave a perfunctory compliment.

The four men found tools and began digging towards the glowing wall.

After digging for a while, they finally found a keyhole. Mo Jingyu carefully inserted the key, and with a "click," the lock opened. The four of them were overjoyed. They had been trapped in this room for so long that they were feeling suffocated. Now that the door was open, it was as if they had seen the light at the end of the tunnel.

The group rushed out the door, calling out to the child at the top of their lungs. They called for a long time, but there was no response.

Mo Jingyu spotted a camera and yelled angrily at the director on the other end, "Director, where's my child?!"

The director's leisurely voice came over, "Today's escape room theme is finding the children. The children are all together, don't worry."

Mo Jingyu glared fiercely at the camera and said threateningly, "You better ensure the child's safety, or you'll be in big trouble!" Zhao Momo and the other two also stared at the camera with unfriendly expressions.

Director: I feel like my head is about to "cool down".

[Hahaha, look at the parents' eyes! The director's going to be in big trouble.]

This is going to be interesting.

[The director must have a lot of free time. If my child were taken away alone, I'd definitely give the director a good scolding.]

[Mothers are all like this, Sister Yu is probably holding back her anger, if it weren't for the live stream...]

The four walked down the corridor, and when they were halfway there, the lights suddenly went out, and darkness instantly swallowed them. Mo Jingyu felt someone suddenly hug her, but she didn't care about anything else; her first priority was to make sure no one had fallen behind.

After touching Lin Yunyuan's hand, they cautiously groped forward until they found a door. The four of them hurriedly went inside, and as soon as the door closed, the lights came on again. Only then did Mo Weiwei realize that she was still tightly holding Mo Jingyu. Her face flushed, and she quickly let go and took two steps back.

Upon seeing this, Mo Jingyu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: So you're starting to look down on it?

Looking around, they saw a study with two bookshelves on either side and a desk in the middle with a computer on top. The four of them silently split up to search for clues, the room so quiet that only the soft sounds of rummaging could be heard.

Just then, a slight noise came from the doorway. Mo Jingyu quickly made a silencing gesture, stepped lightly, and pressed her ear to the door.

"Have you prepared all the meals I asked you to?" a deep male voice asked.

"It's all arranged, sir. We'll bring it over to Madam in a bit."

The man hummed in response, and his footsteps faded into the distance. A short while later, a soft female voice rang out, "Housekeeper, this is a nourishing soup I made for my sister-in-law. Could you please take it to her?"

"Why doesn't Miss Biao deliver it herself? Madam might be even more touched if she sees it," the butler said.

"No, my sister-in-law is still angry with me. She's sick now and probably doesn't want to see me," Miss Biao replied.

The housekeeper remained silent. Mo Jingyu held her breath and focused her mind until she heard the woman thank her, confirming that the soup had been delivered.

The group listened quietly for a while, and when they were sure there was no more noise, Lin Yunyuan spoke first, "This young lady is definitely suspicious." Mo Jingyu nodded in agreement, "That's right. At the beginning, it was the butler and the master talking, and later it was the butler and the young lady. The master brought food, but the young lady specially brought a nourishing soup."

Zhao Momo followed up with her analysis, "It's hard to say whether the master has any problems, but this young lady is definitely not simple." Mo Weiwei retorted, "Not necessarily, maybe the young lady really did bring the soup out of kindness?"

“Who would deliver soup without showing their face? For a young lady to personally cook soup, it’s either genuine concern or ill intentions,” Mo Weiwei said, still unwilling to give up. “Maybe she was afraid of upsetting her sister-in-law, so she had the housekeeper do it for her.”

Seeing that the two were about to argue, Mo Jingyu quickly intervened to smooth things over, "Don't argue yet. It seems that the room we just saw most likely belongs to Madam, and the person in the mirror is probably her too. The murderer might be one of these three. The most important thing right now is to find clues and locate the child." Hearing this, the two shut up, and the four of them continued searching.

[Frog Fun, this plotline feels incredibly melodramatic.]

Based on my years of reading experience, the murderer is most likely Miss Biao.

The master is also a suspect.

I think they're in cahoots.

Now that you mention it, it seems like their relationship is more than just friendship.

[We have too few clues right now, and the situation with the parents is too frightening. I'd better go check on the children.]

The children's journey went smoothly; the four little ones walked to the end of the corridor and found a room. After discussing it for a while, they decided to go in and take a look.

This is a children's study room. Homework is piled up like a small mountain on the desk. The children curiously rummaged through their schoolbags and found that the textbooks were for third grade, but the homework contained many difficult problems from higher grades.

Li Ziang's eyes widened, and he said, "This is too much to learn!" Xie Yifan carefully examined the schedule on the desk, frowned slightly, and said, "Yes, it is excessive. Learning so much in the third grade, this kid must be exhausted."

Jiang Yan'an tilted his head and asked, "Then, Brother Fanfan, didn't you also learn a lot of material beyond the curriculum? Aren't you tired?"

Xie Yifan was taken aback. He really didn't feel tired. Although his mother made him learn these things, he himself loved the knowledge. So he answered truthfully, "No, I don't feel tired when I do what I like."

Li Ziang looked surprised. "There really are people who like studying? I didn't believe it when my mom told me." Jiang Yan'an nodded thoughtfully. "Indeed, doing what you love isn't tiring at all. I don't feel tired when I watch TV dramas with my mom."

Hahaha, I'm not tired at all watching dramas!

Su Nuohan casually picked up the schedule, her eyes lighting up. "Look, there are words on the back!"

Several little heads immediately crowded around, and on the back it read: I hate my mom, I hate studying, I like my aunt, and I wish my aunt could be my mom.

Jiang Yan'an muttered under his breath, "It seems this person doesn't like studying, but is being forced to by his mother." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Just as the children were feeling sorry for their unfamiliar friend, there was a sudden knocking sound at the door.