"Ding, ling, ling---"

A ringtone from her phone was causing Wen Ning an unbearable headache. In her dazed state, she picked up the call. "Madam Wen, Wen Ran has gotten into a fight with some other kids. Could you please come to the nursery?"

A young woman's voice came from the other end of the line, her tone not at all accommodating before she abruptly ended the call.

Wen Ning was nonplussed for a moment. Mom?

Nursery?

She was single, where did this son come from?

She tossed aside the phone intending to resume her sleep, but despite her tossing and turning, she couldn't fall asleep.

"What's wrong with this bed today? Why is it so hard...." she muttered, opening her eyes in the middle of her sentence and was instantly taken aback.

The shabby room, the floral bedsheets, and the wooden bed as hard as a rock...

Where was she?

And where was her comfortable Simon mattress?

Wen Ning was so shocked that she sat upright immediately, feeling dizzy. She didn't know if it was because she stood up too suddenly or something else.

Subsequently, memories that didn't belong to her started rushing into her mind.

Two hours later.

Wen Ning let out a melancholic sigh.

How could she be so unlucky to run into this?

It turned out she traveled into a heartbreaking romance novel featuring a wicked stepmother, and even became the unlucky supporting female character.

She was used as a stepping stone for the male and female leads—specifically the kind that was abused all the time!

The original character's name was also Wen Ning, who unexpectedly spent a night with the male lead and secretly gave birth to a son.

Yet she was incredibly meek, and not only failed to win the male lead's heart through the status of their son, but was also despised by her own child. She was loathed by the male lead and met a pitiful end.

Then the son chose the male lead, and began to recognize the female lead from the original novel as his mother.

How utterly stifling!

According to the storyline of the novel, the original character was suffering from a high fever at home today, with no one to take care of her. It seems she transmigrated at precisely the time the original character was running a fever.

She recalled the phone call she just received. It was from the kindergarten teacher, and the "Wen Ran" the teacher referred to was the original character's son.

Wen Ning took a deep breath, realizing that not only had she become the doomed supporting character in the book, but she also ended up with an adopted son.

What kind of situation was this...

The original character was rather timid and never offended people easily. Everyone saw her as a nice person, an easy pushover.

In the original character's memory, the woman named Teacher Zhao who called had often manipulated the original character, yet she never dared to talk back.

What a wimp.

In her previous life, Wen Ning had never married. Suddenly becoming a mother felt incredibly abrupt. However, her greatest strength was her adaptability, and she would never admit defeat.

Since she had taken over the original host's body and become the mother of an adopted son, she naturally had to shoulder the responsibilities of being a mother.

Upon rising and finishing her hygiene routine, Wen Ning cast a disparaging look at her dirt-covered clothes.

As a fashion witch and well-known clothing designer, she just couldn't tolerate this half-and-half proportion, devoid of any aesthetic appeal.

She first tore a hole in the cotton and linen shirt she was wearing, took a rope from the curtain and wrapped it around her waist, instantly revealing her slender figure. Then she rolled the legs of her trousers above her ankles to lengthen her leg proportion, and finally, tied her long hair into a high ponytail to expose her fair neck.

The original host didn't wear makeup, and she couldn't even find a single lipstick. Wen Ning sliced open a pitaya on the table, dabbed a bit of juice on her lips, and immediately, her complexion improved a lot.

The original host was a female character, so naturally, she wouldn't be too bad-looking. Just a slight tweak to the clothes and some lipstick, and she instantly looked like a different person.

The original host was in her early twenties, but she lived like an old aunt. After this transformation, nobody could tell that she was a mother.

Speaking of coincidences, Wen Ning looked exactly like the original host. Unable to explain such a scientifically impossible situation, she could only consider this a parallel time and space to her original world.

As Wen Ning looked at herself in the mirror, she smiled. Regardless of where she was, life had to continue, right?

---

When Wen Ning arrived at the kindergarten, she saw her adopted son, Wen Ran, lying on the sickbed in the health room, his forehead wrapped in gauze, and his little face wrinkled up in discomfort.

Upon seeing his mother, Wen Ran paused and quickly turned his head away, refusing to look at her.

Wen Ran had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, thick eyelashes like little fans, fair skin, a head of chestnut-colored natural curls, and a chubby face, making him look like a pretty little angel.

No wonder the original host was so indulgent and pampering towards this son. This adorable little guy would surely stir a desire to spoil in anyone's heart.

Expecting Wen Ran to sulk and give her the silent treatment, Wen Ning decided to respond in kind and remain silent, much to his surprise.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head to look at Wen Ning, "How did you get here?"

Hesitating for a brief second, he spoke with a rough tone, "Didn't I tell you before I left for school that the medicine is in the cabinet? Didn't you take it again?"

Wen Ning slightly smiled. She hadn't expected that the little bun, who seemed to be indifferent, still cared a lot about his mother.

Just as she was about to speak, a sudden sound interrupted her from the door.

"Wen Ran's mom, why did you just arrive? I've been waiting for you for so long that it's affected much of my work."

A young woman walked in through the door, dressed fashionably, with a look of impatience on her face.

This was Teacher Zhao from Wen Ran's class.

She dared to take on such an attitude towards Wen Ning, solely because Wen Ning always apologized first each time she was called to school due to Wen Ran, regardless of whether it was Wen Ran's fault or not. This had led Teacher Zhao to believe that Wen Ning would be easy to manipulate.

Wen Ning frowned in displeasure. It was true what they said: good people are taken advantage of. If this were any other parent, Teacher Zhao would definitely not have the gall to behave this way.

She didn't respond to the woman. Instead, she bent down and lifted the gauze on Wen Ran's head to carefully examine the wound.

The wound didn't look deep. If it had been an adult, it would heal within a few days. Children healed even faster.

"Are there any other injuries elsewhere?" Wen Ning asked softly.

Wen Ran shook his head blankly, glancing subconsciously at Teacher Zhao who, being ignored, was turning green with anger by the door.

He couldn't help but feel... that there was something different about his mother.

"Wen Ran's mom, I'm talking to you. Why aren't you responding?"

Miss Zhao felt somewhat agitated. Weren't all the parents who met her polite and respectful? Never before had she been disregarded in such a manner!

"Miss Zhao, why didn't you mention my son's injury on the phone?"

Wen Ning turned to look directly at her. Her tone was cold and her eyebrows slightly raised, exuding an intimidating aura that didn't require her to show anger.

Miss Zhao was taken aback. Was this the same Wen Ning's mother she knew? She seemed different.

She fumbled over her words, stammering out, "He had an argument with Lin Tianyu. They accidentally hurt each other."

Hearing this, Wen Ning scoffed, "My son just pushed Lin Tianyu before, and didn't hurt him. Yet, you specifically called me to apologize to Lin Tianyu's parents. What now? Lin Tianyu's parents didn't come today?"

Miss Zhao was left speechless, her face turning an iron shade of green.

She had previously accepted a shopping card from Lin Tianyu's mother, therefore she naturally kept a closer eye on Lin Tianyu.

"Call Lin Tianyu's parents now. Both parties should be present for this matter." Wen Ning's tone was too matter-of-fact, making Miss Zhao feel as if she was being ordered around.

This woman actually dared to boss her around?

Miss Zhao was upset, but after all this was a school setting, so she couldn't make a scene, "Mrs. Wen, it is just children playing around after all..."

"Miss Zhao, Lin Tianyu's mother's shopping card must have a lot of money, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be taking such good care of him. If you find it difficult, how about I talk to the principal?"

Miss Zhao had intended to mediate the situation, but was abruptly cut off by Wen Ning.

She knew that Lin Tianyu's mother had been generous with gifts. The previous owner of the body also wanted to send some, but was short of money and had to give up.

Miss Zhao, who was initially humiliated, now felt threatened. She immediately considered punishing Wen Ning.

Lin Tianyu's parents were tricky to deal with, but since Wen Ning was acting in such a disrespectful manner, she decided not to hold back.

"Fine, I'll call them now. Just don't regret it later!"

With these harsh words, Miss Zhao walked away, the sound of her high heels echoing menacingly.