The day I dressed up as the evil stepmother in a child abuse novel, I was pushing the three-year-old villain into ice water.
The system forced me to follow the plot: "If you don't torture him, you will die suddenly on the spot."
I fished out the child with my backhand, wrapped it in a mink fur, and kicked the drooling fat stepson into the bathtub.
Five years later, the fat stepson slimmed down into a genius prodigy, but the villain sneered at me with a knife in his hand:
"Mother, why didn't you drown me back then?"
I gnawed on the chicken leg and sighed——
Who would have thought that the price of raising two champions is to raise a Bai Yueguang who wants to kill me?
