Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

The driver stopped the car.

Jian Yan entered Qingfeng Feast, walked up the wooden stairs, and breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the third floor.

Standing in front of the door of private room A011, she pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth, forcing herself to imagine herself as another person.

When he looked up again, his eyes were much more restrained, and his face had a third of the expression of the original owner.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

After getting ready, she held a high-end black leather handbag in her left hand and knocked on the door three times with her right hand.

"Click."

The door opened.

"coming?"

Jian Yan raised her eyes and saw a tall and thin man.

The man had medium-length hair tied up in a wolf-tail, stern eyebrows, a pair of upturned almond-shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, a thicker lower lip than the upper lip, and a skin that was almost transparent and pale, with a kind of sickly gorgeousness. He was wearing a white Chinese casual suit with black bamboo leaves embroidered on the cuffs. He was elegant and noble, like an ancient handsome man who walked out of a magazine.

The genes of wealthy families are not bad.

She looked at him and then looked away, "What do you want me to do?"

She had already searched for Jian Yao's appearance in the car, and had engraved his face in her mind, showing that she was familiar with him. There would be no situation where she didn't recognize him.

Go into the private room.

All the dishes have been served, but even though they haven’t touched a single bite, it’s obvious that they weren’t here to eat.

Who would ask the waiter to serve the food without waiting for the other person to come?

Eat it cold?

Jian Yao walked behind her, "Today is your birthday, Yanyan, I came to see how you are doing."

The tone was calm and no emotion could be heard.

She sneered in an imperceptible way, turned around and glared at him, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Jian Yao stared into her eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Almost the next moment, he suddenly laughed.

"Ah……"

That smile was not a normal smile, but a sneer, as if it was staring through her eyes and piercing her whole body.

Looks exactly like the original owner.

In stark contrast to the image she had created of a wealthy brother who loved animals, his eyes were too cold.

Jian Yan was immediately horrified. She subconsciously wanted to step back, but she immediately clenched her teeth and decided not to move now!

"You are not her."

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and if she hadn't been wearing makeup, her face would have been pale.

But he still pretended to be the original owner, sneering in a cold tone, "I should have given you more medicine at that time, so that you would not just have brain damage but not die."

She has a talent for disguise, and having clashed with the original owner before, she was able to portray the original owner's hatred and ruthlessness vividly.

"You are not Jian Yan, so don't pretend." The man turned around and sat down, leaning lazily on the leather sofa and poured himself a glass of wine.

He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the lights in the private room through the wine glass. The reflected cold white light cast a chilling feeling on his unusually handsome face.

His voice was leisurely, "From the moment you stepped through this door, I knew you were not her. She never let me call her annoying."

This... was unexpected!

Jian Yan's lips trembled, and he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, a fear of falling to death.

Different from the hypocrisy she showed when facing Tong Ruixiao, this person gave her the feeling that he could kill her at the next moment, the same feeling as the original owner.

Jian Yao: "What's your name?"

She threatened him in a low voice, trying to dispel his suspicion, "Just based on two words, you can conclude that I am not? Jian Yao, you are crazy!"

"boom."

The man placed the wine glass on the glass table, stood up and walked towards her step by step. There was no expression on his pale face, and his eyes stared at her without moving.

In order to give himself more confidence, Jian Yan did not avoid the gaze.

But I can't help but retreat.

Because he came straight towards her.

Until he pushed her into a corner and her hand touched the wall, her heart skipped a beat and her body began to tremble slightly.

"Oh, so your name is also Jian Yan."

"Is it her secondary personality? Or is it a possession?"

The light cast his shadow down, completely covering her.

Jian Yan was terrified, as if she was going to be completely swallowed up by his shadow. Her hands were pressed against the wall so hard that they turned white.

How could he think of taking over her body? Could it be that he really saw through her!

She gritted her teeth and said clearly, "You are sick!"

He smiled to himself, "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether you are her or not, you are still my sister."

He reached out and pinched her jaw, forcing her to look at him.

Smiling, "It seems that you are much less aggressive than her, but you are quite courageous, which is quite interesting."

Jane was disgusted and horrified.

She is braver than the original owner... The original owner can kill people, but she can't kill at all, how can she be braver than the original owner!

How did Jian Yao know that she was not the original owner? It was impossible to associate the possibility of possession with only two words, where only the soul was changed but not the body.

Normal people can only think of substitutes and would never think of taking over another's body!

He is so scary...

Jian Yan was completely immersed in fear, with cold sweat constantly pouring out of his forehead, but he still had to pretend to be calm, "Let go!"

She didn't dare to use force to break free, for fear that Jian Yao would do something bad to her.

"If you keep pretending like this, I'll be tired for you."

The man pressed his cold thumb against her lips and rubbed off the lipstick with force, leaving the corners of her mouth a mess.

She turned her head away in pain, and the redness was smeared a little.

Extremely embarrassed.

The magnetic voice crawled into my ears like a maggot, sticky and hot:

"Do you feel more relaxed after leaving me? Your face has become fatter."

"How about the wealthy Tong family? How does it compare to the Jian family?"

"I heard you're doing well. I just wonder if you're following your son or your father now?"

These words one after another made Jian Yan feel dizzy.

If it wasn't her hallucination, then Jian Yao was mentally ill!

He is a psycho!

Who can say such a thing? Only a mentally ill person would say that!

She had read the original owner's diary at that time and thought that the original owner was crazy and that was why he took revenge without regard for human ethics. The original owner's brother was a normal person who had been defiled.

Now it seems that the original owner is surrounded by crazy people!

"I don't like you not talking." He pinched her jaw so hard that he almost crushed her bones. His eyes were cold as if they were soaked in the most poisonous poison in the world. "Don't make me unhappy."

Jian Yan's face was twisted in pain, and she stared at him, "Jian Yao, you're crazy! I'm Madam Tong now!"

"Yanyan, your brother has come all the way to celebrate your birthday. You shouldn't be so unreasonable."

He seemed very sad, but his hand moved from her chin to her neck, caressing it lovingly. He suddenly pinched her, so abruptly that no one could have expected it.

Seeing that she finally revealed her true pain and fear, he smiled relaxedly: "Look at how cute your expression is. I really want to take you back."

She said sharply, "Impossible! The Jian family and the Tong family are... a business marriage, which concerns the interests of both parties... Jian Gang will never agree to it!"

Jian Yao seemed to be thinking seriously and loosened his hands that were strangling her neck. "That old beast is indeed an obstacle..."