As soon as I arrived home, I beat up Liang Hong without hesitation.

　　I couldn't wait any longer.

　　I swung my bag fiercely at Liang Hong, unable to hide my excitement.

　　How could I endure seeing that scum who made me die unjustly in my previous life right in front of me? Give him a beating as a sign of respect.

　　Liang Hong was bewildered by my attack and took some time to react and raise his hands to defend himself.

　　"What are you doing? Stop hitting..."

　　"Hiss, Xiao Yanyu!" I stopped, looked at Liang Hong's angry face, and pretended to be surprised, saying, "You recognize me? That's great! It seems it's not that serious.

　　I won't withdraw from the company temporarily..."

　　A trace of nervousness flashed across Liang Hong's face, and he moved his mouth before saying, "Of course, I recognize you.

　　You are my mother."

　　I showed disappointment on my face but laughed coldly in my heart.

　　He actually dared to accept the script I handed to him in the hospital.

　　Well, if I didn't step down from the company, how could he have a chance to carry out his plan? In my previous life, I was blinded by love and married Liang Hong against my family's objections.

　　During the first year of our marriage, Liang Hong treated me well just like before.

　　However, everything changed in the second year when he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

　　He became cold, irritable, and even started to physically abuse me.

　　At that time, I thought it was because of the disease that he had changed.

　　I believed he still loved me, and I never complained.

　　I silently took care of him and endured his sudden violent temper.

　　It was only at the moment of his death that I realized it was all a lie.

　　He wasn't actually sick.

　　He pretended to be sick and treated me like a maid to vent his anger on his young mistress.

　　Chasing after me, marrying me—it was all part of his plan from the beginning.

　　He wanted to drive me, the aging woman, to death, inherit my huge inheritance, and live together with his little mistress.

　　I died with great resentment.

　　I don't know if it was a stroke of luck, but I actually reincarnated back to the day when Liang Hong was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

　　We're going to act, right? I'll accompany you and act it out again.

　　But this time, it will be according to my script! I took off my coat, casually sat on the sofa, and stopped the man who was about to enter the room.

　　"Bring a basin of water over and wash my feet for me." Liang Hong froze for a moment, looked at me with confusion, and asked, "What?" I raised one leg and casually repeated, "Bring a basin of water over and wash my feet." "Me?" Liang Hong pointed at himself incredulously.

　　I nodded, "Yes, you." Liang Hong's face twitched, and he took a long time to speak, "Are you joking?" "Even pearls aren't as genuine as you.

　　Liang Hong, pretending to be my son.

　　How could I let you do such a thing? You should know that it hurts." "What are you thinking? You're my mother, but you're a stepmother." Liang Hong remained silent.

　　Reluctantly, he brought a basin of water and placed it down.

　　As he was about to stand up, he suddenly got splashed in the face with water.

　　"Hiss, do you want to scald me to death? Go and add some cold water quickly!"

　　"Liang Hong was inexplicably kicked in the face by me, and he was so angry that his face was almost steaming.

　　He stood up and pointed at me indignantly, saying, 'You've gone too far!' I didn't even bat an eyelid and lazily replied, 'If I tell you to do something, you better do it.

　　If you don't, I'll beat you up.

　　Don't forget that I am a black belt in Taekwondo, oh, that's right, you forgot.' Liang Hong froze in place, and the next second he silently took the water away.

　　Soon, he came back with the water.

　　'Is it too cold? Do you want me to freeze to death? You can't do anything right! Hurry up and fetch some hot water!' Liang Hong's anger was about to explode, and as soon as I clenched my fist, he obediently picked up the water basin and walked away.

　　As I caught a glimpse of his foot stepping out, I quickly picked up my phone and pretended to answer a call.

　　'Zhang Daxian, it seems like your method is working.

　　I slapped my husband a few times and now he remembers my name...

　　Oh, I really feel sorry for my husband.

　　The pain is in my heart...

　　I should continue to stimulate him, right? Alright, I got it.

　　Starting tomorrow, I won't go to the company for the sake of my husband.'

　　Even though it made me feel disgusted, it seemed to have worked.

　　Liang Hong came back with a smile, holding the water.

　　Seeing Liang Hong washing my feet so gently, I sneered deep inside.

　　He really knows how to bear humiliation.

　　In a past life, he used this illness to treat me as a maid, making me wash his feet, criticizing and insulting me, and even forcing me to drink his foot water.

　　His gentleness was just an illusion, and his true nature was fully exposed through this illness.

　　It's a pity that I was blind to it at the time.

　　Liang Hong, did you feel satisfied back then? Don't worry, I will repay you doubly for what you have done to me.

　　The next morning, I walked into the guest room and slapped the person on the bed twice, waking up the soundly sleeping Liang Hong.

　　Liang Hong was irritated from being woken up and would usually curse and insult your whole family.

　　Even before fully opening his eyes, he started cursing, 'What the hell are you making noise for...'

　　Slap! I landed another slap on his left cheek, and he finally fully woke up.

　　'Are you crazy? Who...

　　who are you? I'm calling the police!' As soon as Liang Hong recognized who was in front of him, he immediately 'lost his memory' and pretended not to know who I was, treating me as a burglar entering the house.

　　I chuckled inside, putting on a disappointed expression on my face, and then I effortlessly entered the stage he set.

　　'It's you who's crazy.

　　You have Alzheimer's disease.

　　I am the owner of this house, and you are the male housekeeper I hired with my money.

　　You are responsible for taking care of my daily life.

　　Look at the time, it's already so late and you're still sleeping.

　　Hurry up and make me breakfast!' Liang Hong's eyes widened in disbelief.

　　It seemed like he thought of something and reluctantly got out of bed.

　　I used to be the one responsible for cooking, and Liang Hong hardly ever stepped foot in the kitchen, so you can imagine his cooking skills.

　　I mercilessly criticized and rejected the black and sticky mess of fried eggs he made.

　　He was forced to make fried eggs several times, but not a single one was edible.

　　I ordered takeout, including rice noodle rolls, youtiao, and pig offal porridge, all of which Liang Hong loved.

　　When he saw the takeout on the table, his eyes lit up, but when he reached out to touch it, I slapped his hand hard.

　　I enjoyed my meal in front of him, feeling immensely satisfied.

　　I completely treated him as a housekeeper, ordering him to do this and that, plus all sorts of pickiness."

　　He just copied what he did to me in his previous life.

　　He endured, with a face full of humiliation and resentment, as if he were a little delicate wife being bullied by a malicious mother-in-law.

　　It wasn't until the doorbell rang.

　　Liang Hong's green tea, Xiao Qingmei, Yang Qing, came to visit Liang Hong.

　　When Yang Qing saw Liang Hong cleaning the windows, she was startled, and Liang Hong rushed over to hug Yang Qing as if he had found a lifesaver.

　　"Wife, I miss you so much!" I raised an eyebrow, I remembered, in the previous life, Liang Hong mistook Yang Qing for me and mistreated me as the bully from high school.

　　He protected "me" and drove the "bully" out of the house.

　　"You evil woman!" My thoughts were interrupted by Liang Hong's roar.

　　Liang Hong glared at me with resentment: "I won't let you bully Yan Yu anymore, get out!" He pushed me towards the door, and Yang Qing seemed to be stopping Liang Hong but actually used his force to push me a few times.

　　Until I was pushed out of the door.

　　"Yan Yu, don't blame Brother Hong, he's sick and doesn't remember you." "Brother Hong's emotions are unstable now, Yan Yu, it's best if you don't go in and stimulate him.

　　Find a place outside to wait for a while, I'll go and comfort Brother Hong and I'll text you when his emotions stabilize." Without waiting for my answer, Yang Qing closed the door in front of me.

　　Looking at the closed door, I laughed at myself.

　　I was really blind in my previous life, I couldn't see that they were acting.

　　I found a coffee shop near the apartment complex to watch the live broadcast.

　　I watched the live broadcast of my home surveillance camera.

　　When I saw it, I almost spat out the coffee I had just sipped.

　　I originally thought they were discussing how to deal with me.

　　Unexpectedly, this couple actually went straight to the bed! Damn it, I really wanted to go up and chop these two fucking bastards! It's so disgusting! Impulsiveness is the devil, it's not time to tear their faces yet, so I suppressed my anger and saved the video.

　　When Yang Qing sent me a WeChat message saying I could come back, it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon.

　　I had just arrived at the front door when the door opened.

　　Yang Qing was standing at the door, as if she was deliberately waiting for me to come back.

　　"Yan Yu, I've comforted him for you, don't you want to thank me?" She smiled and said to me, and I could clearly see the obvious satisfaction in her eyes.

　　I smiled politely and said meaningfully, "Thank you." Thank you for providing me with evidence to crush you.

　　Yang Qing seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed maliciously, "By the way, Yan Yu, Brother Hong mistook me for you.

　　He kissed me while I was putting him to sleep just now.

　　You don't mind, do you?" "If an unmarried girl like you doesn't mind being a substitute, what do I have to mind?" I transferred 250 yuan to her WeChat as I said, "Good service, I'll find you next time.

　　After all, it's not easy to find someone who comes to your door." Yang Qing's face changed.

　　"What do you mean?" "You can interpret it however you want," I replied.

　　Before she could curse at me, I slammed the door hard in her face.