A second chance with my billionaire husband

Liang Wenwan clenched her fists tightly, struggling to control her trembling hands. This little baby girl was herself.

Huang Wenqing suddenly looked at Liang Wenwan: "Actually, at first, I really did love this girl as if she were my own daughter. So beautiful, so smart, so cute. Many times I thought, how wonderful it would be if she were truly my own... but unfortunately...."

At this point, her emotions suddenly spiraled out of control, her eyes erupting with world-destroying hatred.

When Liang Wenwan was five years old, she finally got pregnant, and it was that same year that woman re-entered her life, shattering her once peaceful existence.

Liang Taisheng spent less and less time at home. A pregnant woman is naturally sensitive, and she could sense the crisis in her marriage. For the first time, she hired a detective agency to secretly investigate Liang Taisheng, uncovering a secret five years buried, a secret that struck her like a bolt from the blue, overturning her entire world.

It turned out that the child she had raised as her own was actually the illegitimate daughter of her husband and that bitch, born in secret. Liang Taisheng deceived her and even wanted her to raise another woman’s child; it was simply intolerable.

She cried and hated but never caused a scene because she knew well that if this secret got out, her marriage to Liang Taisheng would be over. She couldn’t let her child be born without a father, so she swallowed her anger, pretending as if nothing had happened, outwardly showing the same affection towards Liang Wenwan as before, while secretly despising and hating the child, sneaking into her room at night, once even wanting to strangle her, but ultimately withdrew her hand in time.

She originally wanted a son to seize the entire family fortune, but her own body disappointed her, and she only gave birth to a daughter, Rourou. On Liang Wenwan’s eighteenth birthday, Liang Taisheng’s gift of Liang Group’s shares signified his intention for Liang Wenwan to inherit the company. Although Liang Taisheng outwardly showed affection for Rourou and was very strict, even harsh, with Liang Wenwan, she knew in her heart that it was just for show; in reality, the daughter he loved the most was Liang Wenwan, the illegitimate child with that bitch.

It’s a pity she had countless opportunities to quietly eliminate this little bastard, but every time she wanted to act, she remembered what she was like before she was five and couldn’t bring herself to do it. As she grew up, she became smarter and more cautious, leaving no more opportunities to act.

Now, this little bastard had harmed her Rourou, and just thinking about how her Rourou might be suffering inhuman torture and pain made her wish she could eat her flesh and drink her blood.

Raising a tiger invites calamity; she only regretted not killing her sooner.

"Stop, stop...." Liang Wenwan suddenly clutched her head, screaming out loud.

Some memories she had deliberately forgotten rushed in all at once.

When she was very young, those memories were very blurry; she only remembered her mother’s eyes, entangled with complexity and hatred. As time passed, those images grew hazy. On the path to maturity, facing her mother’s difficulties and indifference, she chose to forget, not daring to imagine even the slightest possibility.

Now, those selectively forgotten scenes scrambled to flood her mind, tearing at her nerves, with the distorted woman’s face and hateful eyes intertwining before her and in her mind, as if a huge fissure had torn open in her heart, causing excruciating pain with every breath.

"Liang Wenwan, let me tell you, what you and your mother owe me, owe my Rourou, you will repay sooner or later." Huang Wenqing said through gritted teeth.

Liang Wenwan hung her head low, holding her head and kneeling there all alone.

Huang Wenqing’s eyes flashed with a gleam, and she shakily stood up, the corners of her mouth curved into a smug smile: "Do you want to know who your mother is? Back then, she was the top attraction at ’Zui Sheng Meng Si,’ the most popular. Countless men would spend a fortune just to win her smile, to sleep with her for one night... even willing to give everything. As a woman, she was very successful; countless men lived and died for her, but ultimately, she could only end up as a man’s toy...."

Huang Wenqing’s tone was disdainful and scornful, speaking of the woman as if fouler than dirt.