Seven Queens

[Delicate Wife VS Tough Guy, Spoiling Wife + Double Virtue + Raising Kids Daily Life]
The foodie livestreamer Shen Mingzhu transmigrated into the role of a wicked stepmother from a bygone era's novel, becoming a contrasting figure to the village's Shen Baolan.
Shen Baolan was kind and virtuous, treating her stepson as her own, while the original character was harsh and mean, either beating or scolding the stepson.
Shen Baolan enjoyed her twilight years thanks to her promising stepson, whereas the original character was burned alive by her twisted and sinister stepson.
In order to change the tragic outcome, Shen Mingzhu rolled up her sleeves, prepared to sort things out properly.
——
Shen Baolan had a dream.
The man she was about to marry would die half a year later, leaving her a widow with nothing, bound to lead a life of misery.
Meanwhile, Shen Mingzhu, for having married the right man, became an enviable rich lady.
Both from the same village, both becoming stepmothers to someone, why should Shen Mingzhu live a better life than her?
She would marry the man Shen Mingzhu was married to, and live Shen Mingzhu's good life!
——
Five years passed.
Shen Mingzhu had become a college student, Shen Mingzhu's man didn't die but instead became a big boss, and Shen Mingzhu's stepson turned into a child prodigy.
Shen Baolan, who pined for her husband to succeed, was still bitterly waiting for the day her man would rise to greatness.

The Stepmother's Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

Shen Mingzhu chuckled as she walked over, "Haven't had your fill of looking yet? Planning to stare until flowers bloom?"


Pei Yang shifted his gaze from his watch, placed his hands behind his head, and leaned back onto the sofa, lamenting with her,


"Sometimes, I feel like an extra in this family. Here I am, the father, and my son is out-earning me."


"Then why don't you move out? The three of us women can live on our own, and you can be by yourself."


Pei Yang glared at her with a deep-seated grievance, a look of hurt on his face, "You don't comfort me, and instead, you rub salt in my wounds."


Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes, "Be content. Not everyone gets to enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren by fifty, and here you are, not even forty, already reaping the respectful offerings of your son. Others are envious of you."


Chapter 823: Are You Sick?