After Becoming a Mom, I Turned into a Dark Magical Girl

191. Call Me Teacher

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

The IV drip flowed slowly, and the air was filled with the scent of disinfectant.

First, her ears heard muffled sounds, then her consciousness gradually gathered.

Her fingers hanging off the bed trembled slightly, and Wen Han finally opened her eyes in confusion.

“…Hospital?” She frowned wearily, turning her head to see a familiar figure standing by the window, looking outside.

Uncle?

Her eyes instantly lit up.

You finally came over?!

Ha! You really can’t bear to leave me!

The young girl lay weakly in bed, even her smile appeared powerless.

But this slight sound still caught the attention of another person in the room.

Su Zeheng turned around, walking directly towards the now conscious figure.

“Uncle…”

“Do you still need me to teach you how to take care of yourself?” Su Zeheng interrupted coldly, smiling bitterly, “No way? Have you lived in vain for over twenty years?”

He was very angry.

Wen Han immediately sensed it and obediently closed her mouth.

Go ahead and scold me; I’ll let you.

After you’re done, you’ll feel guilty!

“Are you starting to act pitiful now?”

Su Zeheng across from her continued with a cold smile.

“Being silenced by my scolding, then lowering your head in guilt, making me regret it, and then letting you lead me around by the nose, right?”

Wen Han’s expression gradually stiffened, becoming colder.

She looked at this familiar yet strange person in shock.

For the first time, she felt that she had lost control of him.

“I…” Since it’s been exposed, there’s no point in continuing the act.

Changing her previous guilty expression, Wen Han sneered, “Uncle, you’ve become smarter than before.”

“One setback teaches you wisdom.”

“But I’m now part of the Light Magic Society, I don’t mean to deceive you.”

“Sorry.” Su Zeheng tilted his head, “Isn’t your sentence deceiving me?”

“…”

Wen Han fell silent.

In just one year, her methods were no longer effective against him.

What did he experience, what did he think about?

He could see through all of her tricks and said them without mercy.

There was resentment and irritation in her heart.

Wen Han took a deep breath, realizing she couldn’t win against Su Zeheng anymore.

But no one has ever escaped from her grasp, not even dared to confront her!

This made Wen Han particularly irritable, and the black fire in her eyes began to burn again.

Slap!

In an instant, the next second Wen Han felt her cheek being pinched, and the black fire in her eyes instantly disappeared.

She regained her senses, seeing Su Zeheng’s stern face.

“If there’s a next time, I won’t be so gentle.” He released his grip.

Wen Han immediately recoiled, rubbing her face, feeling dazed.

“And I don’t like bothering others or having others bother me. You’d better focus on your work and dealing with the Recycling Station!” Su Zeheng glared, “Understand? Do you want me to repeat it?”

“…No.”

“Good.” He stood up, “Remember to go to work tomorrow. You have no other excuses. If you skip work again… don’t blame me!”

Grabbing the clothes from the rack, Su Zeheng left, leaving Wen Han alone in the hospital room.

“Damn Su Zeheng!”

Thump!

Anger overwhelmed her, and she uncontrollably grabbed the pillow, throwing it forcefully, narrowing her eyes.

“How dare he try to dominate me? No one has ever been able to do that to me!”

But Wen Han was also clear-headed.

She realized Su Zeheng had “awakened.”

He knew her tricks and methods and had once been a victim.

Once bitten, ten years afraid of ropes; he won’t fall for it again.

“Hmph! I thought I could use self-harm to deal with you, but I guess I was overthinking it.”

“Whatever!” A witch never takes anything to heart.

Like she said before, yesterday’s worries wouldn’t carry over to today.

Since Su Zeheng can’t be taken down, so be it!

From now on, consider him nonexistent!

You go your way, I’ll go mine!

“You’d better really hate me!” But Wen Han was still irritated.

…

“Old Su, should I call Wen Han again?”

“…No need.”

“I’m worried if something might have happened to her.”

“I said, no need.”

“Huh? Um… Have you gone to find her?”

“…Yes.”

“So…”

Dialing sound…

Ending the call, he exhaled smoke.

Su Zeheng closed his eyes, leaning against the wall in the alley as cars and pedestrians passed by, casting puzzled glances.

“This kind of person…” After a moment, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash, “isn’t worth a bit of sympathy.”

…

The next day.

“They are targeting this person this time.”

In the office, Su Zeheng dropped the photo and files.

Wen Han wore a white wool jacket, with flesh-colored stockings underneath.

She coldly picked up the items, as if nothing had happened.

“Wang Yong, forty-eight years old, Chen Rui… Oh wait! Married. Once an ordinary employee, currently unemployed.”

Muttering over the documents, Wen Han asked curiously, “So, what should we do?”

“Lin Wuju started a company. His goal seems to be recruiting Wang Yong as an employee to exploit him.”

Su Zeheng glanced coldly.

“You should have more experience than me. If you were still in the Recycling Station, what method would you use to exploit him?”

“If it were me?” Wen Han smiled seductively, playing with her short hair like Chen Yuanyuan’s, “I wouldn’t need to start a company. I just need to make him fall in love with me, so deeply that he would harm his family to be with me, and eventually get arrested… and sentenced to death.”

“That’s your style.” Su Zeheng mocked, “Forget those thoughts from now on, otherwise, you won’t change.”

“But I can’t forget, Uncle!”

“Call me Teacher or Comrade Su.” Su Zeheng looked at her, “Do I need to repeat it?”

“Hmph! Got it~ Teacher!”

Wen Han rolled her eyes and sat down on the table.

Su Zeheng twitched his lips, wanting to say something, but turned his head instead.

“There are several speculations. Wang Yong encountered a midlife crisis, and a job is very important to him. Coincidentally, Lin Wuju offered him an olive branch. Perhaps he wants Wang Yong to take on certain responsibilities.”

“Are you saying he should take the fall?” Wen Han raised her eyes, “But that shouldn’t warrant a death sentence, right?”

“A man with a wife and children, facing a midlife crisis, if told he will spend decades, or even a lifetime, in prison, what do you think he would do?”

“Oh~!” Wen Han smiled, “Uncle, you’re very…”

“?”

“Ok! Teacher.” Wen Han spread her hands, “Your speculation might be right. So, what should we do now?”