The Devil who devoured Snow White

Mengmeng didn't have many things to pack especially when all her things were actually bought by grandpa Bai. The things he bought for her during her stay were sent to her husband's place so now all she needed to do was pack them. She was grateful to have his support. Because of him, even the servants inside Bai Jingye's mansion were not picking on her in fear that she might tattletale them to the old man.

She was pregnant and only her husband knew of it. If others found out, she would be thrown out of the family. Grandpa Bai would surely feel deceived too. It was a good thing that she was heading off to another country. In that way, no one would find out about her pregnancy.

She was torn on what to do. She can't just decide right now. Her instincts were at loss too.

Maybe her instincts were influenced by the memories she lost? Even if they were gone, her body and subconsciousness should remember, right?

The only problem was… she was living a new life now. She was married. Bai Jingye didn't say anything about not wanting a child. He just never cared. 

Three months… After three months, she needed to find people who knew her. But how should she do that? Where should she start looking?

While she was waiting for her husband in the living room, a visitor arrived. The servants avoided the woman's gaze when they saw who it was.

"You bitch! What are you doing here?!!" The woman who she remembered as Bai Jingye's mother, Xu Chen, came rushing to her like a furious animal.

The next moment, a loud crispy slap was heard across the room.

Xu Chen glared down at the younger woman in front of her, "I will never accept an illiterate like you as my family! Get out of MY house!!!"

'Illiterate? The lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bitch! Did she just call me illiterate?!' Fumed Mengmeng in mind. Sure, she could feel the stinging sensation on her cheek after the slap but she saw it coming. 

Weird. Instead of stopping her mother-in-law, she didn't mind accepting it. She was her mother-in-law. She didn't want to be rude. She should have known that she would be meeting this woman soon enough after arriving in her husband's place.

"Mother," she slowly turned her head and looked at her with strange calmness in her eyes which startled the other woman. She wasn't surprised or bothered by the slap she received.

For some reason, the way she looked at her made Xu Chen feel anxious at the sudden change in Mengmeng's eyes. There was something about her presence that told her that she wasn't as docile as she thought she was which made her arrogance decline.

"Y-You... you dared to call me mother?! A stupid woman like you?! You have no right to call me 'mother'!!!" 

The bizarre air coming from Mengmeng… how should she describe it? Ah… what was that saying again?

A calm before the storm.

"If you are going to insult me, then please do your research properly," the way she spoke to her was polite and yet, at the same time, sharp and insolent. "I believe illiterate is a wrong word to describe me. You see, I can read and write. I know proper manners too… Mother."

Just then, a small scene flashed before Mengmeng's eyes.

The boy was perfection in coffee hues; his hair was the color of dark roasted beans but his skin was as fair as porcelain. He looked like a living doll. His eyes were bold and cold, brown, like that of a chocolate and yet they carried this stubborn hatred of the world. He swept his eyes on her, looking from toe to head. "You, what's your name?"

"You act so high and mighty, why don't you guess my name?"

Obviously, both the boy and the man were surprised when they heard her words. Children her age would usually hide or cry after meeting the boy after all. That was the normal reaction.

The old man who didn't look any younger than Bai Keran's age was quick to protect the girl in fear that the boy might lash out at her. "Young master, we can't delay any further, please excuse this lowly subject. I have to-"

"Grandpa, you shouldn't treat him like that. You are older," she interrupted, placing her hands on her waist and continued, "Daddy said that we should be polite to people older than us."

The woman who was listening to their conversation suddenly looked so troubled, on the other hand, the old man looked at her in amusement.

"You!" She turned to the boy with a serious look on her face. "You don't have manners! You are a bad kid! I hope Santa brings you a book of manners for Christmas!"

The boy stared at her for a few seconds until his eyes became teary. "You… you insolent girl! I will remember this!" He turned and ran away from them.