On Sunday, Liang Hong and I went to my parents' house for dinner.

　　Yang Qing opened the door, wearing a pretty green dress, and smiled at me...

　　and the man beside her.

　　"Brother Hong, you're here, come in quickly, the food is ready."

　　"She naturally held Liang Hong's hand as if he were her husband and this was her home.

　　They treated me as if I were invisible.

　　I wasn't upset either, so I followed behind them with my arms crossed, a faint smirk on my lips.

　　We arrived at the dining table and met my parents.

　　Yang Qing finally let go of Liang Hong's hand, but she didn't stop there.

　　She directly sat down.

　　That was my seat.

　　"Move aside," I said with a cold face.

　　Yang Qing apologized to me with a smile and started speaking casually, "I'm sorry, Sister Yan Yu, I used to eat at the same table as Brother Hong, I got used to it.

　　I saw Brother Hong and I forgot for a moment.

　　I hope you don't mind." Yang Qing was about to stand up, but Liang Hong suddenly grabbed her, turned his face towards me with a sneer, and said, "Who are you to speak like this to my wife?" The air froze.

　　My parents exchanged glances, looked at Liang Hong, then at me, not knowing what to say.

　　Yang Qing sat in my seat and provocatively smiled at me.

　　I remained composed and looked at Liang Hong, quietly asking, "Who is your wife?" Liang Hong gave me a look as if I was a fool, pointed to Yang Qing beside him, and confidently said, "She is my wife, what kind of question are you asking? Are you the new nanny? Watch how you speak.

　　This soup is cold; go heat it up!" Seeing how earnestly he was acting, I felt relieved.

　　In my past life, he suddenly "got sick" and insisted that Yang Qing was me, and I was the new nanny, instructing me what to do while he served Yang Qing like he served the empress dowager.

　　My parents wanted to say something several times, but I stopped them with a look.

　　Because I loved him, I tolerated him and endured the humiliation.

　　Yang Qing is the daughter of our family's nanny.

　　Her mother had been working in our house for many years, and she was honest and well-behaved.

　　So when Yang Qing came to visit her mother, my parents would invite her to have a meal with us.

　　But resentment grew out of their meals.

　　It was just missing a spoon, and she happened to be in the kitchen.

　　I asked her to bring it, or I asked her to wash the fruit and eat together.

　　She always had a look of suppressed suffering.

　　"I am not a nanny, Xiao Yanyu, just wait and see.

　　I will make you taste the humiliation I have endured!" I didn't understand her train of thought.

　　She regarded the ordinary help in a family as humiliation and vented her anger on me, even though most of the time it was her mother who asked her to do things.

　　She didn't feel humiliated when she received gifts brought back by my father from business trips or clothes bought by my mother while shopping.

　　At that time, I didn't know that Liang Hong and Yang Qing were childhood friends.

　　It wasn't until after we got married that Liang Hong told me and asked me to get along well with her.

　　Every time Yang Qing held Liang Hong's hand without any restraint in front of me, I would tell myself that they were just close.

　　Looking back now, the power of love is truly terrifying; it can blind people.

　　Liang Hong was the tool that Yang Qing used to retaliate against me.

　　Liang Hong, with his youthful stupidity, treated me as a maid in front of my family.

　　It was enough for Yang Qing to let out her anger.

　　But that was in the past life.

　　Now, the script has to change.

　　I remained calm, lowered my head, and sighed in my palm.

　　The next second.

　　Smack - Smack - two loud slaps landed on Yang Qing's face.

　　Yang Qing covered her face in disbelief, staring at me.

　　Liang Hong jumped up, pointing at me in anger and frustration, "Xiao Yanyu, what are you doing?"

　　"I curled my lips slightly, and Liang Hong didn't even realize it.

　　Whenever he gets anxious and angry, he calls me by my full name.

　　I turned to look at my shocked parents and said, 'Dad, Mom, Zhang Daxian said that this disease can be cured, but it requires some stimulation.

　　Look, he suddenly remembered my name.' My parents exchanged a glance.

　　'This...' Yang Qing's eyes welled up with tears.

　　She said to me with grievance and pity, 'Yan Yu-jie, even if you want to stimulate Brother Hong, you don't have to hit me.

　　I didn't do anything wrong...'

　　'Visual stimulation is also stimulation, right? You are his "wife," so if I hit you, it will definitely stimulate him.

　　Look, the effect came out immediately.

　　You just have to bear with it a little more.

　　Let me give you another slap, and maybe he will remember who his wife is.' I said with a smile, glancing at Liang Hong in between.

　　His complexion didn't look too good, and he seemed flustered.

　　I raised my hand, preparing for the next wave of "stimulation."

　　'Ah!' Yang Qing covered her face with her hands and huddled up.

　　Liang Hong "timely" shouted at me, 'Wife!'

　　I feigned surprise and said, 'Husband, you finally remembered me!'

　　'Dad, Mom, look, it really works!'

　　'Hey, why don't you leave already?' Yang Qing's face turned pale and green.

　　She was pulled into the kitchen by her mom, who had just finished taking out the trash outside.

　　They always eat in the kitchen during family gatherings.

　　When I went to the kitchen to get soda water, Yang Qing gave me a vicious and resentful look.

　　After dinner, I transformed into a stepmother once again.

　　I made Liang Hong wash my feet and clean the toilet.

　　He didn't dare to say a word because he couldn't beat me.

　　In my previous life, I loved him.

　　Even if I learned taekwondo, it would be useless.

　　This lifetime, I won't waste this skill.

　　I behaved obediently for a few days, but this troublesome couple caused trouble again.

　　I was sitting in a coffee shop outside, holding my phone and watching the surveillance footage of my house.

　　They spent a couple of hours installing cameras in various corners of the house.

　　At first, I was afraid that the cameras I installed would be discovered, but luckily, nothing happened.

　　I remembered in my previous life, Liang Hong was sometimes good and sometimes bad.

　　When he was bad, he treated me like a servant and ordered me around while he sat on the sofa using his phone.

　　On the surface, he was watching Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, but in reality, he was watching the ugly sight of me working like an old nanny on the surveillance footage.

　　He always shared the footage with Yang Qing and laughed out loud.

　　I squinted.

　　Since these two want to watch so much, I'll give them something interesting to watch.