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

Jian Yan suddenly figured it out. No wonder Tong Huaimu said that when she first arrived at this house -

"How many times have you seen my dad come home in the past half month since you came to the Tong family? You can count them on one hand! Can't you see through it? My dad doesn't care about anything except money! He doesn't even care about me, so how could he give you a second glance?"

Because Tong Ruixiao treated Xiao Mu's biological mother as coldly as if she were a guest and rarely went home, he left the impression of "not caring about anything except money" in the child's mind.

Even though he gradually began to care about the child as his feelings for him deepened, he could not change the shadow that had been left on him for a long time.

"That's right. It's just that there are two more pairs of chopsticks at home," Tong Ruixiao took a sip of water to moisten his throat. "When she was sick, I was abroad discussing business. It was also based on the premise that there was no emotional connection between the two of us. So I don't think I did anything wrong."

Not only is there no emotion, but there is only hatred.

No one would be willing to communicate with someone who has framed and plotted against them, no matter how good-tempered that person is.

Jane was disgusted and silent.

Yes, if she were given the choice, she would not give up the company's project for a sham marriage with no feelings.

"I never knew your first marriage was like this. No wonder you said you couldn't make your own choice. I can't comment on the past, but one of your two marriages was out of helplessness and the other was for profit. They were definitely not that happy."

This wasn't uncommon, she thought.

People all over the world are busy pursuing profits. Most people, for the sake of family and personal interests, marry according to their parents' orders. However, if they have the opportunity to remarry, they may choose someone they like relatively more.

As for Tong Ruixiao, she still has the same blessing. After she completes her mission, she will divorce him and leave this world. By then, she hopes that he can find a good man for the third time.

"Happiness is relative," the man looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "I don't regret my choice."

The choice he made was to marry her for the second time, and it was the best decision he ever made.

Meeting her was the happiest thing that had ever happened to him.

"Thank you for telling me so much today. I have always been curious about the relationship between your family members, but I didn't dare to ask more because I thought it involved privacy."

In fact, he wanted to break through the progress of the task, but he has not succeeded.

He put down the cup and said sincerely, "If you want to know more in the future, you can ask me directly. I will answer you truthfully as long as you ask."

"it is good."

Jian Yan looked at his beautiful eyes. These eyes were like pink peach blossoms, and the lower eyelids were the bright red of the petals. When he was not smiling, his eyes were deep, but when he smiled, he was quite alluring.

But for some reason, when she saw his usual smiling face, she felt as if there was a layer of fog covering him, which was extremely hypocritical.

Maybe she doesn't like to laugh and can't understand what someone who always smiles throughout the day is thinking.

"A question that has nothing to do with personal matters: Do you like to laugh? Or, are you in a good mood when you laugh?"

"I don't like it, and it has nothing to do with my mood."

He understood her intention and explained, "Just like some people are used to keeping a straight face, laughing is my relaxed state."

"If I have to give a reason, it's because doing business requires dealing with people every day. I started my business with my uncle when I was 18, and I found that the saying "don't hit someone who smiles at you" is true. Being kinder will help you get along better in the business world. When the other party discusses a project with you, they also hope that you can be cheerful, not gloomy, as if you owe hundreds of millions."

Jian Yan nodded thoughtfully, "I thought you were a cheerful person with a good temper."

No, in fact she thought the smile on his face was just a mask to cover up the calculations in his heart.

But she wanted to say it in a nicer way.

"You mean someone who is naturally optimistic and cheerful?"

He smiled and shook his head, "To be honest, I'm not."

"I get very angry when faced with something that crosses my bottom line. My temper has only been honed over time, and it's actually not good at all."

"If I really had a good temper, I wouldn't have gone against my parents and started a business when I should have been studying. I was really rebellious at that time."

Jian Yan: "For a family of scholars, this is indeed an extraordinary act."

She thought to herself, this is not just ordinary rebellion. It is hard to imagine how angry Chu Jinyuan and Tong Hai must have been at that time, because their well-educated child did not study after the college entrance examination, but went into business instead.

The two chatted for a while.

It was almost twelve o'clock and Jian Yan went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror and saw several bleeding teeth marks on her collarbone, which made her feel angry.

I just felt the feeling of being bitten come back to my mind again.

She put on some shower gel and rubbed it hard, turning her neck red.

Tong Ruixiao booked a flight in the afternoon and returned to Jiangcheng before dusk.

The driver drove to the airport to pick them up.

Jian Yan opened the door, only to see Tong Huaimu sitting at the innermost. She was surprised for a moment, "Xiao Mu?"

The boy was wearing an orange casual sportswear. After she sat down next to him, he said awkwardly, "Your eyes are a little red. Have you been crying? I heard that your grandfather passed away. I'm a little worried... about you."

I said these three words shyly. I have never expressed my concern for others before, and it felt weird to say them for the first time.

Jane Yan smiled, feeling extremely relieved.

It was like she had taught a good student. She felt joy from the inside out, which swept away her heavy mood.

"It's normal to cry at a funeral. I was a little unhappy at first, but when I saw you came to pick us up, I felt a lot happier."

She touched his head.

He glanced at her, turned his head quickly, and said as arrogantly as usual, "It's so easy for you to be happy!"

New Year's Eve.

The entire villa was decorated with lights, large red lanterns were hung high up, and smaller lanterns were strung together to decorate the railings and trees.

All the servants in the villa were wearing clothes with festive red edges, and they looked very happy.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was carefully arranged by the housekeeper and was very sumptuous.

From simply having a meal at the beginning to drinking together later, Jian Yan didn't know how it happened so naturally.

She and Tong Huaimu played finger-guessing games in the private theater in the villa, with various red wines on the side. Whoever lost would drink. Xuexiang took notes, and other servants also joined in, placing bets together.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

"You lost three times in a row. Drink!"

Jian Yan poured wine into his glass.

Tong Huaimu drank a lot of wine, and he put aside his usual arrogant demeanor, released his nature, and became as lively as other teenagers of his age.

Wailing, "No, it's obviously you who was slow—"

Tong Ruixiao looked at this chaotic yet warm scene, and curled up the corners of his mouth helplessly. This home has never been so lively.

He was the only one who knew what happened in the movie, and the rest of the people were drinking.