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

Her body paused for a moment, then she picked up her phone and saw the pictures on the index page. She looked around and hurriedly found a hotel nearby.

Arriving in the room, Jian Yan carefully read the report.

This was an article published by a small unknown media outlet, with two photos and a few paragraphs of text.

The content of the text can be summarized as follows: Chairman of Ruiguang Group was murdered at Qiushan Road Bridge in Jiangcheng, and the murderer is still unknown.

The first photo was taken when the police and ambulance arrived at the bridge. The photo was very shaky and only one person could be seen being carried into the ambulance.

She pursed her lips. When the criminal committed the crime, his accomplices hid in the crowd and watched the scene coldly. They took photos crazily and sold them to the media.

The police have been unable to salvage the body from the river. They are afraid that the murderer is an expert at swimming and has teamed up with his accomplice to escape.

I just don't know if this accomplice is the woman pretending to be a nurse in the hospital or the man with a knife in the heart.

Or maybe there is a fourth person...

It was just a group crime targeting Tong Ruixiao, with at least three people involved.

The second photo showed a man in a hospital gown being pushed in a wheelchair into a business car. Although the photo was blurry, she could tell that it was Tong Ruixiao.

"Tong Ruixiao was so seriously injured, how could he be discharged from the hospital? Is he crazy?"

Jian Yan clenched his phone tightly and almost blurted out.

There were so many people out there who wanted to kill him. He had just woken up from a gunshot wound. What was he doing running out? Was he looking for death?

But she calmed down and thought carefully, maybe he just wanted to be transferred to another hospital? After all, another assassination happened in Jiangcheng Hospital.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't even realize it herself, but she was already very concerned about Tong Ruixiao's safety.

Soon, more media outlets got involved in the incident.

The biggest news on the Internet was the murder of Tong Ruixiao.

Ruiguang shareholders who are unaware of the details are worried about what will happen to the company after his downfall and are leaving comments under the news post.

She kept reading those comments, and the more she read, the more she felt that people really can use their imaginations!

The photo clearly only showed that Tong Ruixiao was injured and had difficulty walking, but those small media spread the word to thousands and thousands of people, and in the end even the type of wood used for his coffin was exposed.

Extremely outrageous!

But the fact that this piece of news remained online for six hours without disappearing shows that Tong Ruixiao had no intention of taking any action and instead let it develop to its full potential.

He is very smart and there is no need for others to worry about him.

Thinking this, she fell asleep peacefully.

She set out early the next morning, put on makeup, and continued looking for a place to stay. She would not stay in the hotel all the time.

Firstly, the cleanliness of the hotels here is hard to describe and their safety is questionable. Secondly, she needs a job, and work is closely related to housing.

I spent the whole morning walking around the western street scene and asking many people, but to no avail.

Jian Yan was very disappointed, "Is there no place to stay?"

"Sister, do you want flowers? The flowers in Caiqi City are very beautiful. Why don't you buy one? Our store can also help you make dried flowers and bring them back home as souvenirs!"

A clear and pleasant child's voice was heard.

Jian Yan lowered her head and saw a little girl wearing burgundy ethnic costume and a high ponytail, about ten years old.

The other person was holding an armful of roses wrapped in silk ribbons and classical paper, and was looking at her expectantly.

She smiled and politely declined, "No, I don't plan to buy any souvenirs."

"Eh, you're not buying souvenirs. Is your sister from here?"

The little girl's eyes widened, her expression somewhat confused. When she tilted her head, the dark red headband embroidered with silver cloud patterns was also pulled crooked by the pressure of the flowers, and her chubby cheeks were very cute.

"I'm not from here, but I plan to live here for a while. I'm looking for a house to live in. The landscape here is beautiful and suitable for living."

She smiled and couldn't help but touch the child's hair.

The child's eyes lit up, and she almost shouted, "Sister, are you looking for a house? I have an empty house!"

She was stunned for a moment, and was surprised by the other party's overjoyed look, as if he was expecting someone to rent a house in his house. It was definitely a trap!

But the little girl's eyes were so clear and pure that her heart couldn't help but waver.

"Your home? Where is it?"

The little girl tilted her head and pointed at the flower shop behind her, innocently saying, "This is my home."

Jian Yan looked up at the flower shop. There was a plaque on it - Liuxiang Pavilion.

Because it was a flower shop, there were not many customers and it was a bit deserted, so the door was not open.

But through the glass window, you can see the back of a middle-aged woman with her hair tied up, and she seems to be arranging flowers.

She decided to check it out.

When you enter the store, push the door and press the wind chimes on the door, and they will make a jingling sound.

She surveyed the store's furnishings, looking at the various flower arrangements as she walked.

The woman seemed to sense her footsteps and looked up at her, but she didn't stop arranging the flowers. "What kind of flowers do you want to buy? We have everything in our store. If you don't see what you like, you can tell me."

Pots of flowers blooming in the warm room are so beautiful that they attract people to stop and take a look.

After looking around, she walked up to the woman and said, "I want to rent your house. Your daughter told me that you have a vacant room?"

The woman put the flowers in her hand down on the marble countertop. She washed her hands in the sink, dried them, and looked at the little girl beside her. "Fangfang, help your mother run the store."

Then he took Jian Yan out of the back door of the flower shop and said, "The west room of my house is empty. I'll show you around. You can move in right away if you need, but the price is——"

Jian Yan followed her and saw an outdoor side staircase built against the wall behind the flower shop, leading to the second floor. "Let me take a look first."

She thought it was an abandoned house, but when she went in she found out that the second floor was a woman's home with three bedrooms and a living room.

She has seen many two-story buildings like this where the ground floor is used as shops and the upper floors are used for living.

The woman's family was not wealthy, but they kept their home relatively tidy and clean. She took Jian Yan to see the empty room, and she was surprised to find that the room was not small, and there was nothing in it except a bed and a clothes hanger.

"Has this room always been so empty?"

"Yes, before there was no air conditioning downstairs, this room was used to store flowers. You can take a look at it yourself, and tell me if you think it is suitable." The woman was tall and thin. Her voice was not loud and there was no smile on her face.

Jian Yan looked around the room, and then checked the bathroom and kitchen. There was nothing wrong with it. The location of the house was also suitable, on Caiqidao Street, with a large flow of people, and it was convenient to find a job.

So she signed a lease contract with the woman.

When the woman mentioned the price, she glanced at her cautiously, as if afraid that she would think it was too high. But the price she mentioned was much lower than Jian Yan had imagined. In the past, it was too easy for her to make and spend money, and each amount was huge. Suddenly, in the ordinary market, she had no idea about the market price.