Mo Qian learned from the original owner's memories what the original owner was currently doing.
She works as a reporter at a TV station, but because she has to deal with Zhao Zhiwei's family, Mo Qian took a month's leave.
They focused all their attention on their home.
One day, Mo Qian had just returned from outside when Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother saw her and angrily berated her.
"You're finally back! Go make dinner! Your man will be home from get off work soon."
"You mother-in-law, you never know how to serve your husband! You're so clueless!"
After Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother finished speaking, she slammed her hand on the coffee table.
"I'm not going!"
"You do it!" Mo Qian said, her arms crossed over her chest. Her face was cold and distant.
"Me? Are you still asleep?" Zhao Zhiwei's mother looked incredulous after hearing Mo Qian's words.
It seemed that he hadn't expected Mo Qian to say that.
"You, as a daughter-in-law, don't know how to serve your mother-in-law, yet you expect her to serve you?"
"This is outrageous!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother immediately got up from the sofa and went to Mo Qian's side, wanting to teach Mo Qian a lesson.
He raised his hand, ready to slap her!
When Mo Qian saw Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother rushing towards her, she remained calm and composed.
With the hand so close to hers, Mo Qian subdued it and then slapped Zhao Zhiwei's mother across the face.
"Ah!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother then collapsed to the ground, her face still showing a hint of astonishment!
"You! How dare you?!"
"You dare hit me!"
Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother said angrily.
"What, you're scared now? You're allowed to hit me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"
"What kind of logic is this?!" Mo Qian then blew on her fingertips and said to Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother, her face completely nonchalant.
"I am your mother-in-law!"
"It's only right that I hit you!"
“If I hit you, you should take it!” Zhao Zhiwei’s biological mother continued, her face grim.
"Ha, don't try to intimidate me with your status like before. I'm not falling for that now!"
"I'm not as easily fooled as I used to be."
Then, Mo Qian slowly walked towards Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother and stood beside her.
“You were the one who enslaved me before, now it’s your turn!” Mo Qian said, looking directly at Zhao Zhiwei’s mother.
His face exuded a coldness.
"dream!"
"You wait!"
"Wait until my son comes back, and see how he deals with you!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother's face turned extremely ugly after hearing Mo Qian's words, and then she brought up Zhao Zhiwei.
"It wouldn't matter who came, let alone Zhao Zhiwei."
"Don't you think so?" Mo Qian reached out and gently placed her hand on Zhao Zhiwei's mother's shoulder, then tightened her grip slightly.
"ah!"
"pain!"
"Let go! Let me go!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother shouted at Mo Qian, her face contorted with pain as she felt the pain in her shoulder.
"Who's going to cook now?" Mo Qian asked Zhao Zhiwei's mother.
"I'll go!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother quickly replied after hearing Mo Qian's words.
At this moment, due to the pain, a few beads of sweat dripped down his face.
“That’s right.” Mo Qian then let go of his hand and said to Zhao Zhiwei’s biological mother.
After speaking, he turned around and sat down on the sofa.
He scooped up a handful of sunflower seeds from the table, cracked them open, and threw the shells on the ground.
After a while, he spoke to Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother, who was still sitting on the ground trying to relieve her pain.
"Don't forget to clean up the trash on the ground and mop the floor later," Mo Qian said while eating sunflower seeds.
"you!"
"You did this on purpose!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother said angrily after hearing Mo Qian's words.
"So what? Isn't it because you taught me well, and I learned it from you?" Mo Qian replied nonchalantly.
"Alright, stop nagging and get up to cook."
"Still lying on the ground, what are you pretending for?" Mo Qian said impatiently.
"You!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother was so angry after hearing Mo Qian's words that she almost couldn't catch her breath.
"Go do it now, we're waiting."
"Or do you want me to come and invite you?" Mo Qian asked Zhao Zhiwei's mother without looking up from the TV.
Upon hearing Mo Qian's words, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother's face turned very ugly. Then, without saying a word, she slowly stood up from the ground.
I walked towards the kitchen.
However, his face was quite dark.
A shadow of darkness flashed in his eyes.
"Xiaobai, keep an eye on Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother," Mo Qian said to Xiaobai in her spatial dimension while cracking sunflower seeds.
"Yes, Master."
"But Master, why did you make me keep an eye on Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother?" Xiaobai asked, puzzled.
“Previously, the original owner was suppressed by Zhao Zhiwei’s biological mother. Just now, my actions were all done by Zhao Zhiwei’s biological mother.”
“Now that I’ve suppressed her, she definitely won’t let it go and will definitely try some tricks,” Mo Qian then explained to Xiao Bai.
"Oh, I understand, Master." After listening to Mo Qian's words, Xiao Bai suddenly realized.
Meanwhile, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother, upon arriving in the kitchen, had a face even darker than the bottom of the pot.
However, because of Mo Qian's threat, he didn't dare not cook.
Instead, he was indignant while busy with his work.
While cooking, a hint of malice flashed in Zhao Zhiwei's mother's eyes.
After plating the dish, he spat a few mouthfuls of saliva into one of the dishes that the original owner usually liked.
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
