Chapter 2

She had confirmed that Song Mingshan’s plan was to use this method to swap marriages.

In her previous life, she had married Zhang Shaoxing despite everyone’s disapproval. But to everyone’s surprise, she ended up becoming a wealthy madam, and her three stepsons all achieved great success in their respective fields.

One made outstanding contributions in the tech industry, another became a top-tier lawyer, and the third thrived in the medical field.

Her husband Zhang Shaoxing also established his own company and factory, and treated her with utmost obedience.

The sheer contrast drove Song Mingshan insane.

That’s why she had dragged her to die together.

But now, if she wanted to marry Zhang Shaoxing, then let her.

Because only after marrying him would she realize—Zhang Shaoxing was an utter pervert.

Due to being impotent, he took pleasure in torturing her after their marriage. And those three so-called successful stepsons? They were outright demons!

They poisoned her with rat poison, leaving her on the verge of death, pushed her down the stairs breaking multiple bones, and even set fire to her room in the middle of the night trying to burn her alive.

She had only managed to tame those three devils into obedient “children” by using violence to fight violence, but deep down, they were still vicious and ruthless.

As for her so-called loving marriage with Zhang Shaoxing—it was all for show.

That company he claimed to have built? It was she who had traveled countless places, tirelessly pulling in business deals and partnerships to build it from the ground up.

Yet he publicly claimed that he built everything on his own, and that Song Qingdai had nothing to do with it.

She was eager to see what kind of “wonderful” reaction Song Mingshan would have after marrying Zhang Shaoxing and discovering the truth.

Stepmother Feng Cuifen, upon hearing her daughter’s words, pinched her arm hard and glared at her, saying, “Are you out of your mind?!”

Then she shot Song Mingshan a frantic warning look—she knew exactly what kind of man Zhang Shaoxing was.

Divorced and with three children—only an idiot would want to marry into that family and become a stepmother.

Yet here her daughter was, practically begging to marry him. Had she been kicked in the head by a donkey?

“Mum, this whole thing was our family’s fault to begin with. Even though my sister and I aren’t from the same mother, we’re still family. Since she made a mistake, it’s only right that I, as the younger sister, help make it right.”

“Besides, I’m not engaged to Comrade Jiang yet, it’s still not too late. And they weren’t even willing to give 1,000 yuan for a bride price.”

“But Shaoxing-ge is different—he offered 2,000 yuan! That shows he’s a good man. And Mum, didn’t you say before that divorced men understand women better?”

Song Mingshan spoke with a gentle, kind, and naive tone.

She was deliberately putting on an act of being considerate and forgiving in front of Zhang Shaoxing, hoping to leave a good impression.

Zhang Shaoxing would one day open his own company and factory.

This time, she was determined to become a rich madam and make everyone envious.

Even though she hadn’t been able to get Song Qingdai and Jiang Zhaoyun to sleep together, this Gao Han wasn’t any better. She must have dragged him into the picture last minute to cover things up after someone found out.

Thinking that way instantly made Song Mingshan feel much better.

“Shaoxing-ge, what do you think?”

After speaking, she looked cautiously at Zhang Shaoxing with her bright doe eyes.

Zhang Shaoxing was already thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, while Song Mingshan was just twenty-one—a classic case of an old cow eating young grass.

With a dark expression, Zhang Shaoxing turned to Feng Cuifen and said, “Auntie Feng, about that 2,000 yuan bride price…”

Clearly, he still preferred Song Qingdai.

Afraid that he might ask for the money back, Feng Cuifen quickly pulled Song Mingshan to her side and forced a smile. “Comrade Zhang, don’t worry, I’ll give you a proper explanation.”

“But such a big matter, I still have to discuss it with my husband, right?”

“Fine. I’ll give you two days. If you can’t come to an agreement, then you’ll return every cent, including tonight’s banquet costs!”

Zhang Shaoxing had paid for the entire engagement banquet that night.

And Feng Cuifen, wanting to show off, had picked the best hotel in town.

She had invited every relative imaginable, hoping to fleece Zhang Shaoxing for as much as she could.

“You shameless brat. Just wait till we get home—I’ll deal with you then!”

After Zhang Shaoxing left, Feng Cuifen turned angrily toward Song Qingdai, who was lying in bed.

Gao Han frowned, and his hostile glare landed on Feng Cuifen.

She immediately felt guilty and hurriedly dragged Song Mingshan away.

On the way home, Feng Cuifen couldn’t stop scolding her.

“Song Mingshan, are you brain-damaged?! You’re seriously throwing yourself at someone just to become a stepmother?”

“I’m telling you, don’t even think about it!”

She couldn’t understand why her daughter was acting like this—everything had been going fine, and suddenly she wanted to marry Zhang Shaoxing?

She had been so close with Jiang Zhaoyun before, and his mother worked as a sales clerk at the supply and marketing cooperative, while his father worked at the slaughterhouse—they had meat every day.

Wasn’t marrying into the Jiang family better?

“Mum, I’m not crazy. I will marry Zhang Shaoxing this time!”

Then Song Mingshan spilled everything—about her past life, her rebirth, all of it.

“What?! What did you just say?!”

In the middle of the night, Feng Cuifen let out a shriek like a startled groundhog, her eyes wide in disbelief.

“You’re saying you’ve been reborn?!”

“Mum, keep your voice down!” Song Mingshan hastily covered her mouth and nervously looked around.

In a lowered voice, she said, “Mum, I don’t care if you believe it or not, but this really happened to me.”

“In my previous life, Song Qingdai married Zhang Shaoxing, and he went on to build his own company and textile factory. His three sons were all exceptional, truly the cream of the crop!”

“But after I married Jiang Zhaoyun, he beat me constantly. Even my only child… was beaten out of me.”

As she said this, Song Mingshan instinctively touched her lower abdomen, her eyes blazing with hatred.

“So this time, I’m going to take back everything that should’ve been mine. I want Song Qingdai to feel the pain I suffered in my last life!”

“Mum, if you believe me, we’ll live a life of wealth and luxury. I promise you’ll eat the best and live the best!”

Though the story was outrageous, Feng Cuifen couldn’t help but believe it after seeing how serious her daughter looked.

“Shanshan, is everything you said true? That Jiang Zhaoyun was really that horrible?”

“Yes, he’s a complete animal! I originally planned to make Song Qingdai and Jiang Zhaoyun sleep together, but now it looks like if she marries Gao Han, she won’t have a good life either!”

Song Mingshan said this with full confidence.