On New Year's Eve, My Wife Brought Home the Son of Her First Love

On New Year's Eve, my daughter and I prepared a table full of dishes.

But my wife came home with the son of the man she had always loved.

That little brat kept snatching the dishes our daughter liked best. When she scolded him, my wife slapped her.

The little brat pointed at my daughter and laughed. “If you don't behave, Auntie Su won't want you anymore. She'll be my mom instead.”

I shot him a fierce look, and the little brat was so frightened he ended up in the hospital.

My wife said I'd scared him so badly that I'd damaged his kidneys, and demanded I persuade our daughter to donate one as compensation...