Chapter 1 — Queen of Startups

The Song family was single for seven generations, and Song Dan had a weak body and had difficulty having children. Tong's father spent a large amount of money to marry me as his daughter-in-law, just because I possessed a "rarely fertile" constitution. After getting married, Tong Dan's health gradually recovered, and I easily became pregnant. Father Tong was happy and promised to give me 10% of the company's shares. However, on the night of the celebration, Tong Dan used the wine to show off his power and kicked me hard in the stomach. “You bastard!” His eyes were full of hatred, "If it weren't for you pretending to be a ghost, how could Su Nhuoc Hanh marry the wrong person and be beaten to death so unjustly?" I fell in a pool of blood, dying without closing my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Father Tong came to my house to propose. Looking at the man in front of me - Tong Nam Lang, mature, elegant - I smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Tong, instead of waiting for your sick child to carry on the family line..." "How about I marry you and give you a few healthy children?" 1 Severe pain erupted from my abdomen, as if a sharp blade was frantically churning in my body. I curled up on the expensive Persian carpet in the Song family's villa, clutching my stomach with both hands, but I couldn't stop the continuous cruel kicks. "You bastard! It's all because of you!" Tong Dan's voice, filled with the smell of alcohol, rang in his ears, bringing with it waves of heart-wrenching pain. Blood poured out from under my body like a stream, dyeing the bright carpet red. I could feel the life slowly draining away, taking with it the three-month-old life in my belly. "If it weren't for you playing tricks and conspiring with people to say they were physically fertile, my father wouldn't have forced me to marry an old woman like you, and Nhuoc Hanh wouldn't have been mistakenly married and died unjustly!" His voice was filled with distorted hatred. My vision began to fade, and my consciousness gradually disintegrated. So that's it... It turns out he always hated me. The Song family was single for seven generations. Since childhood, Tong Dan had a weak constitution and had difficulty conceiving. The Tong family searched everywhere for a woman who could get pregnant easily, but only found me - the woman the doctor called "a natural gift for conception". The Song family gave up the high bride price to marry me. After the wedding, Tong Dan's health improved significantly, and I also had a smooth pregnancy. Father-in-law - Tong Nam Lang was so happy that he promised to give me 10% of the company's shares. But in Tong Dan's eyes, everything became my sin. I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but only spit out a mouthful of blood. Darkness came like a tide. In my last hazy consciousness, I swore - if there is an afterlife... "Man Man? Man Man! Mr. Tong has come, why are you still so dumb?" My mother's voice pulled me out of my dream. I opened my eyes and found myself sitting in my living room, with a steaming cup of tea in front of me. Outside the window, the bright, warm sunlight shines on my body - completely healed. This was… a year ago? "Mr. Tong's purpose in coming today is to propose on behalf of Tong Dan's son." My mother reminded in a low voice, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “The Song family is truly wealthy!” My heart was pounding, my hand unconsciously rubbed my flat stomach. I was reborn... Back on the day Tong Nam Lang first came to propose! I raised my head to look at the door, a tall middle-aged man was walking in. Tong Nam Lang, 45 years old, but very well maintained, the calm temperament of an experienced person spreads in every move. only. He wore a dark gray suit that was delicately tailored, his facial features were resolute, and his eyes were sharp but gentle. “Hello Miss Giang, I've heard your name for a long time.” He nodded to greet me, his voice was warm and easy to hear. In my previous life, I only bowed my head shyly, happily accepting the marriage with Tong Dan. And now, I look straight at this man who once dominated the business world, smiling brightly: "Mr. Tong, please sit down." I elegantly gestured. After he sat down, I looked straight into his eyes: "I heard that your son is in poor health, and the Song family is urgently looking for an heir?" Tong Nam Lang frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect me to be so direct: "It's true... he needs a blessed wife." I smiled softly, took a sip of tea: "Mr. Tong, instead of placing the hope of continuing the family in a sick person..." I deliberately stopped, looked into his eyes: "Why don't you marry me, so I can give you a few healthy sons?" “Zhang”, the teapot in my mother's hand fell to the ground. Tong Nam Lang's expression froze, his eyes flashed with surprise, then he pondered. I still smiled, knowing that my words were like a bomb, exploding in the heart of a man like him who came from a family that respected religion. Memories of my past life told me that Tong Nam Lang had been a widower for many years and had never remarried. It's not that he doesn't have needs, it's because of the family image. Now, I see the fire burning in his eyes - the desire to have children, the desire for vitality, and... being moved by my bold proposal. "Is what Ms. Giang said... true?" His voice was hoarse. "I'm 28 years old, in good health. The doctor once said I have excellent fertility." I calmly replied: "Instead of marrying someone who doesn't know if he can have children, it would be better to be your wife and give you healthy sons." 2 Tong Nam Lang's eyes lit up. He observed me meticulously as if evaluating a rare treasure. I knew I was sure to win— In my previous life, the doctor had said that not only was my body able to get pregnant easily, but I also had the ability to nourish my partner, more effectively than supplements. That is an irresistible temptation for a person like Tong Nam Lang. "Dad! What are you doing?!" An indignant voice rang out from the door. I turned around - Tong Dan was standing there, his face pale, his eyes glaring in surprise. He was even weaker than in memory, even if the wind blew, he would fall. How could I bet my life on someone like that in my previous life? “She is my fiancee!” Tong Dan rushed in, but was stopped by Tong Nam Lang's eyes. {Read full at Nguyet Hoa Cac page} "From today, she is your mother." His voice was cold, not allowing for rebuttal. “Miss Giang is right, what the Song family needs is a healthy heir.” I looked at Tong Dan's twisted face and felt pleasure in my heart. The game has just begun, Tong Dan. The pain you gave me in my previous life - in this life, I will return it a hundredfold. That afternoon, Tong Nam Lang and I went to the civil affairs department. The moment I received the marriage certificate, I knew the wheel of fate had officially turned. I don't know when, Tong Nam Lang was standing there, his face dark and scary. “Get out.” His voice was cold as ice, shouting at Tong Dan. Tong Dan retracted his hand and gritted his teeth: "Dad, she's checking my house books! There must be some conspiracy!” “I said to check.” Tong Nam Lang walked in and stood next to me. “Your mother is now in charge of managing the house, what's wrong?” "Mom?!" Tong Dan burst out laughing, his voice high-pitched, "She's only three years older than me!" Tong Nam Lang's eyes brightened: "Age is not important. She is the wife I married properly - she is my mother. If I hear you being disrespectful again, I will freeze all your credit cards.” Tong Dan opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he swallowed his words, angrily left, slamming the door. “Don't pay attention,” Tong Nam Lang turned to me and said softly, “It's been spoiled.” I smiled: "It's okay, I will be a good stepmother." —Especially when this stepmother can send him to hell with her own hands. I silently added in my heart. Tong Nam Lang nodded with satisfaction, then asked: "Did you find anything by checking the books?" I opened up some unusual data: “This place, and this place too – the expenses are clearly higher than the market price. Also,” I pointed to the screen, “last month there were three large purchases, but the inventory did not match.” Tong Nam Lang's eyes gradually became cold: "Butler Lam..." "Don't hit the snake and move the grass." I spoke softly, "I will continue to investigate, wait for conclusive evidence before taking action." He glanced at me with appreciative eyes: "You're even better than I thought." “It's all just duty.” I replied humbly, then changed the subject: "Oh yes, I looked up the To family's documents. To Nhuoc Hanh is twenty-four years old this year, just returned home after studying abroad in England, her family background is clean, moreover, if the Tong family marries with To Thi, it will also be very beneficial." Tong Nam Lang mused: "Do you really care about Tong Dan's wedding?" “Of course,” I smiled kindly, “Even though he doesn't recognize me as his mother, I still see him as my son.” Tong Nam Lang was moved and held my hand tightly: "It's rare to find a woman with a heart like you. I will contact the To family and arrange for you two to meet." Looking at his leaving back, I slightly curled my lips and gave him a cold smile. In her previous life, To Nhuoc Hanh was the "white moon light" in Tong Dan's heart, but that young lady was arrogant, arbitrary, and always despised sick and weak men like him. Marrying such a woman to Tong Dan – is more fun than any other kind of revenge.