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

She started to print out the order, "Out of stock."

The leading student with lip piercings smiled evilly and leaned on the glass counter. "Buying desserts is so tiring. I'll pay you 5,000 and you'll spend a night with me. You can earn half a month's salary in one night."

The other boys stood behind him and seemed to be his younger brothers.

Jian Yan raised her eyes and gave him a cold look, then turned around to remove the sold-out dessert tray, "I can be your mother now."

The boys' scalps tingled at her cold eyes, and the woman left them with a scent when she turned around.

When she turned her back to the crowd, they saw that she was wearing a dark blue skirt with a dark rose pattern. It was simple yet elegant. Her waist was tied with a thin gold chain, which made her waist look even more slender and her temperament more outstanding.

"Be my mom? That would be great!" The man with the lip piercing smiled lewdly, "Recently, the idea of ​​having a girlfriend who is a mom is very popular. I want to have one for fun."

The younger brother echoed, "Our boss likes mature and feminine people like you."

"Five thousand dollars a night is something you can't earn even if you work yourself to death. How great is it to take a shortcut!"

The lip studded man touched his lips, smiled lewdly, and looked at her meaningfully, "How about five thousand a night, do you want to come?"

"Five thousand?" Jian Yan raised his lips to smile.

The other person was dazzled by the sight of the woman, who usually had a cold face, suddenly smiling, like red flowers blooming on a tree.

A hint of greed, a sense of success, flashed across his face.

Unexpectedly, the woman's next words were not agreement, but contempt.

"You dare to solicit prostitution for 5,000 yuan? Aren't you afraid of contracting a disease?"

Jian Yan also looked at him up and down with the disgusting eyes that the man with lip nails looked at him. Finally, he clicked his tongue twice, "You are so young and you don't know how to behave. When you get sick when you grow up, your life will be over."

"Who would dare to want you?"

There was unconcealable disdain in his eyes.

The man with the lip piercing turned black in anger, slammed his hand on the glass counter and shouted, "You run such a small shop, and you dare to talk to me like this? Do you know who my father is?"

Jian Yan was not annoyed. He just watched him jumping up and down like a monkey and said sarcastically, "Who is your father?"

"My dad is a famous real estate tycoon in Jiangcheng! This shabby little house of yours, and the entire building above it," the man with the lip stud pointed to the ground, then pointed to the sky, and said domineeringly, "are all my dad's property!"

Jian Yan didn't even raise his eyelids, and said calmly, "Oh, a parasite."

"Don't be ignorant!"

The man with the lip piercing pointed at her nose and cursed, "If you offend me today, you won't be able to run your store tomorrow! I'll bring people to smash your things, and no one can stop me. There's nothing I can't get if I set my eyes on it!"

"You'd better apologize to me right now!"

"I've been dead for 2,500 years. Where can I go to apologize?" No matter what the other party said, she looked nonchalant and continued with her work.

"You! Bitch!" The man with lip piercing was furious. His subordinates also got the hint and pretended to smash her glass counter.

But just before he could make his move, seven bodyguards appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his wrists. His elbows were twisted behind his back, and he screamed "Ah" twice in succession, his face turned pale and he was unable to move.

The man with the lip stud was restrained and unable to move. He realized that something was wrong. He gritted his teeth and stared at the calm woman in front of him. His face turned pale. He stopped his obscene words and cursed, "Who the hell are you!"

He actually hired so many bodyguards!

Without anyone noticing, he appeared behind them at some point.

"You dare to do this to me? Believe it or not, I will make you disappear from this world tomorrow!"

Jian Yan glanced at him and uttered two cold words, "Noisy."

The bodyguards received the signal, exchanged glances, and then dragged out the few uneducated high school thugs.

"I x your uncle!"

"How dare you do this to me? I'm going to smash your lousy store tomorrow!"

Amid the curses and swearing, he was pulled further and further away, unable to struggle, his clothes were torn and ripped, and he was dragged into a remote box, like a blue sack of garbage being dragged.

The last words that reached Jian Yan’s ears were: Just wait, I’ll find someone to kill you tomorrow!

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It was almost one o'clock.

The new desserts were sold out, and she was a little bored by the two kids. "That's it for today."

"Madam, those bastards are so disgusting, why don't you beat them away?"

Xuexiang came out from the backstage and asked in confusion with a frown.

Just now the wife was annoyed by those little scoundrels and wanted to come out and scold them, but the wife signaled her not to do so with her eyes.

The woman closed the glass door and locked it. "I don't want to cause any trouble."

She walked to the parking lot near the school, drove out to take Xuexiang back to the villa, and contacted the private bodyguards to get them off work.

Xuexiang was on pins and needles in the car, "Madam, do you think they will really come and smash the store tomorrow?"

Jian Yan glanced at her, a faint smile in his eyes "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid. Those scoundrels all have family backgrounds."

Xuexiang grabbed the hem of her dress.

After all, she was a young girl, and even working as a maid could not suppress her natural vitality. Her skirt was covered with large patches of sunflowers, and her face was round and full of vitality like a sunflower.

The complaint also sounded like a rebuke, "My wife had worked so hard to open the store, and now it's all ruined by the smash."

Jian Yan liked to stay with such a child, and she could relax all over. She couldn't help but tease her, "Yes, our Xuexiang spent a lot of effort to decorate it."

Xuexiang's eyes widened, "My wife actually made fun of me!"

Jane Yan smiled.

She paused and asked Xuexiang, "Do you know how to raise a pet?"

"During the two days I was at Jian's house, I only fed the young master's cat and never kept any other pets."

Jian Yan didn't know that Jian Yao had a cat. She used this opportunity to trick Xue Xiang into giving her more information. "Is it easy to feed a cat?"

Xuexiang recalled the scene and frowned, "That Maine Coon is such a cat spirit! When we servants feed it, it bares its teeth at us and scratches us with its claws. I haven't been scratched yet, but I saw some people were scratched and bleeding."

"My brother didn't take it to sharpen his nails? How can it harm others?"

"Master, don't you know that it treats people differently?"

"When the young master held it and fed it, it behaved like a rabbit. Perhaps it knew that the young master was a germaphobe, so it didn't move at all and just ate all the time, and it didn't resist even when I teased it."

Seeing her angry expression, Jian Yan couldn't help but laugh, "She's really psychic."

I have a general understanding in my mind.

Jian Yao was willing to hug the cat even though he had mysophobia, which meant that he loved it very much. People who loved animals to this extent usually didn't have bad tempers.

What grudge could he have with the taciturn original owner?