Many years ago, my grandfather found a book.

The book had knowledge about horse training.

The book said that if you want a horse to obediently kneel down on its front hooves, you have to be braver, fiercer, and more ruthless than it.

You have to shatter its self-esteem, then break it completely, and finally give it some hay.

Only then will this horse become yours to control.

I agreed with this idea wholeheartedly.

Wang Hao, a beast like him, is no match for a horse.

Just by scaring him a few times and letting him watch a few fights, he becomes obedient and begs me to train him.

I smile mockingly and say I don't raise well-behaved schoolchildren.

He falls for it and throws a tantrum, refusing to go to language classes anymore.

I heard that his mother has no way to deal with him and has to cover for her well-behaved son in front of Wang Qinming.

But Wang Hongyu analyzed that this stepmother is not as incompetent as she appears. Perhaps in her heart, she still believes that her son feels secure in their own home.

After all, Wang Qinming is not honest when he's outside.

If they end up having a few more legitimate children, the family assets will all fall into others' hands.

When Wang Hongyu said this, she was particularly calm, not at all like a girl, but more like a politician.

Someone who just sits back and waits for opportunities to take advantage of.

I even suspect that even if I didn't go looking for her, she would have come to find me.

She also told me that Wang Qinming is just a high-level working dog for someone else. As long as she can catch evidence of him putting money in his pocket, the entire Wang family will crumble in an instant.

Faced with her naked hatred in her eyes, I unexpectedly felt warmth.

It was a sense of camaraderie with someone of the same kind.