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

Chapter 112 Education

"You're wrong."

Pei Hui sat in another corner and began to put together the puzzle.

"Take your time to look at it."

The man seemed completely at ease, even more so than Huo Wang himself.

After saying these words, Pei Hui began to fiddle with the puzzle pieces and even pulled over the fruit plate on the table.

With one leg crossed on the ground and the other leg propped up, its arm resting on top, it slowly and leisurely pieced together a jigsaw puzzle, entertaining itself and looking quite happy.

Huo Wang subtly disliked the other party.

Jiang Ji looks so cute, but the enlarged version looks so annoying?

It's that kind of annoying urge that comes from the details, like a spoiled brat. The other person didn't seem to have done anything serious, just seemed a bit relaxed, but it's still really irritating.

Every pore exudes a sense of scrutiny.

Huo Wang forced himself to look away. He couldn't find his dog, and when he turned around, he saw Tie Dan with this giant version of himself in just a short while.

Not shy at all, it went to eat the cherry tomatoes that people were feeding it.

Okay, okay, I feel like I've been betrayed and abandoned by everyone.

Huo Wang felt like he was about to choke with anger at himself.

"What are you thinking about? You're not jealous of him, are you?"

Jiang Zhuhua was thinking about how to deal with it when he noticed Huo Wang's extremely ugly expression out of the corner of his eye. After taking a closer look, a thought suddenly popped into his mind, and he couldn't help but say it out loud.

"Impossible. I treat An'an like my son."

Huo Wang blurted out those words almost reflexively, then suddenly jolted awake, realizing he might have overreacted, and fell silent.

"You treat An'an like a son, but then you see him as a rival in love?"

Jiang Zhuhua's voice carried a slight teasing tone.

"You can't say that."

Huo Wang had very mixed feelings about this person. Mainly because the other person was really good-looking, and there was no blood relation between them and Jiang Zhuhua, nor was there necessarily a mother-son relationship between them.

What if love is born?

Which direction should he cry in? Which direction would be more effective?

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in him. To put it bluntly, if I were interested in him, we would have been together long ago."

Jiang Zhuhua smiled.

There was never any obvious rivalry between the two. Huo Wang had relatively few women around him, while Jiang Zhuhua maintained a polite and courteous relationship with many people.

Jiang Zhuhua found it quite novel. A little jealousy can actually strengthen the bond between two people.

"That does sound pretty scummy."

Jiang Zhuhua almost laughed at Huo Wang's words, but in the end, he only slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

"I'm so tired, Xiao Huo, give me a shoulder massage."

Jiang Zhuhua casually lay down on the sofa, stretched out her foot and gently kicked his leg, then closed her eyes wearily.

"Whoo!"

Huo Wang wouldn't bother her at this moment; he simply massaged her gently, loosening her stiff muscles and relieving her fatigue.

The man was squatting in the corner playing with children's toys, seemingly oblivious to the ambiguous situation unfolding around him, completely ignoring it.

Huo Wang tried several times to deliberately ignore it, but such a big person...

Jiang Zhuhua didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, but he managed to fall asleep.

Jiang Ji had run off to play sometime ago, and Tie Dan was still grinning foolishly for some unknown reason.

Huo Wang felt he had nothing to do; his work wasn't very busy, and there were other people watching. As for Jiang Zhuhua's affairs, he had never interfered.

Suddenly I had nothing to do, so I went to wash the fruit.

Pei Hui sat down in that corner and kept stuffing fruit into his mouth as if he were addicted to eating fruit.

"Eat less, or you'll get diarrhea."

Perhaps it was because he'd been taking care of the children too much lately, but Huo Wang was getting a headache. Especially when he thought that the two of them were the same person, he felt a subtle sense of pity.

Pei Hui held the cherry in her hand, glanced up at Huo Wang, then lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought, clicked her tongue softly, and tossed the cherry into the fruit bowl.

He seemed subtly annoyed, like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.

Perhaps because he was surrounded by a sense of pity, Huo Wang even strangely felt that the other party was aggrieved.

"how old are you?"

Huo Wang started making small talk.

"Twenty-six. Is there a problem? Just say it."

Pei Hui looked at the person in front of him and felt the same displeasure.

“I’m a little older than you, twenty-seven.”

Huo Wang spoke awkwardly.

"Oh. She's twenty-one. She was dating that scumbag too early. You're like an old cow eating young grass. Go for someone older."

Pei Hui pressed the puzzle pieces heavily into their corresponding slots, still feeling a subtle unease.

This displeasure made one feel irritable.

Huo Wang was a little confused. So young?

She had always acted very maturely, and Huo Wang thought she must be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

So, based on this, recalling my previous acts of acting cute seems a bit strange?

Wait a minute, was Jiang Zhuhua an adult when he was dating before? That means he probably got married as soon as he was old enough to do so.

Damn, is Pei Hong really that much of a scumbag?

Huo Wang's eyes widened slightly in surprise. Pei Hui, on the other hand, was somewhat taken aback. It seemed the two had been dating for a while; surely this older man knew his girlfriend's age and birthday?

Yes, Uncle. Pei Hui could never admit that he was old; in some ways, the man in front of him was about twenty years older than him.

"Plastic love will eventually fall apart."

You can't find a stepfather like this, can you?

Pei Hui grumbled to himself, extremely annoyed. No matter what, this was still his life. Even if he wasn't truly himself right now.

He has no money, no power. All he has is a decent face, and his art degree is useless in helping Jiang Zhuhua.

He's fine as a pet, but as a stepfather, he'd be a bit of a failure, wouldn't he?

Pei Hui thought this in his heart, but the look of disgust on his face didn't diminish at all.

"I'm sorry, our relationship isn't superficial. I've disappointed you."

Pei Hui's words were unpleasant, and Huo Wang's smile vanished, even the filter of affection on his face shattered completely.

This person's mouth is like it's coated with poison; every time they open it, they stab people in the heart, like stabbing them with a knife.

Is this treating people like commodities? Casually slashing them for no reason.

"Ah."

Pei Hui gave him a disdainful look, then started playing with her toys.

He'd never played with these toys before, and he found them quite interesting. How does this spinning top work? It seems to need to be engaged with some kind of latch?

Why did Jiang Ji buy dolls? And those clothes are really ugly!

Pei Hui immediately changed the doll's pink dress and found a little suit from the side. Jiang Ji had a huge collection of toys, a truly diverse range. He even had a small wardrobe dedicated to the dolls' clothes.

How can this person be so childish one minute and mature the next?

Huo Wang felt his heart clench. The two of them were mortally incompatible. Sometimes, there was even a subtle urge to fight.

He stopped looking around and sat down on the sofa, starting to fiddle with his phone.

Jiang Zhuhua didn't sleep for long, maybe only ten minutes. He quickly woke up, probably because he was uneasy and couldn't fall back asleep.

"I've thought about it and I'll try to contact the Su family. There's no point in guarding against thieves all the time, and it's better to guide than to block."

Jiang Zhuhua's words after waking up quickly brought the two of them back to their senses.

"The important thing is how you want to solve it. Is it to bankrupt their family and get rid of them far away, or to take a gentler approach and cultivate them into your own confidants? Even if they're not confidants, at least keep them within a controllable range."

Pei Hui looked up from the pile of toys, his tone very calm, but surrounded by toys, he couldn't bring himself to be serious.

"There's another person, the male protagonist in the story. Let's start with him and put him in a reliable orphanage. At the very least, we can't let him end up fighting in underground boxing matches."

Jiang Zhuhua doesn't just focus on the female lead. The female lead puts in a lot of effort to bring him down, but the male lead also handles many things.

It's been too long, and Jiang Zhuhua doesn't remember some details very clearly anymore. He's only sensitive to the female lead's interactions with him because of Jiang Ji; he's forgotten most of the other details.

If I remember correctly, the male lead fought in underground boxing matches and built up some connections. The female lead loyally supported him and even gave him money to start his own business.

I can't quite remember if the male lead is someone's illegitimate child, but I can clearly feel the world's favoritism towards him.

After all, no one can bring down a powerful business empire in just a few years of entrepreneurship.

One point that is very important to emphasize is that, in order to highlight the protagonist's tragic situation, he has a group of terrible relatives. For some reason, after losing his direct blood relatives and with the surrounding relatives not caring much, he was not assigned to an orphanage.

They didn't read many books, and their compulsory education was intermittent, with the text only emphasizing self-study.

It's probably to make the male lead seem like a genius.

In short, these matters are difficult to judge. Jiang Zhuhua still intends to have the other party receive basic moral education first.

"He's mentally ill."

Pei Hui burst out laughing upon hearing these words.

"How to say?"

Jiang Zhuhua couldn't remember many things; he could only hear about them from the people involved.

“I think I’m already crazy enough, but he’s the one who’s really reckless. Once, in a fit of rage, he even sped along the edge of a cliff to try and kill me.”

Pei Hui spoke sarcastically, but then grabbed the fruit plate, picked up an orange, and slowly began to peel it.

"He should be sent to school to receive a proper education. I've never seen this kind of madman before, and I hope education can have some effect."

Pei Hui spoke as if it were none of his business. Jiang Zhuhua really wanted to send him to school too, to get some education.