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

Suddenly, Tong Ruixiao opened his eyelids, and his sharp eyes stabbed at him like a knife. There was no light in his dark pupils, and his tone was calm and aggressive: "Assistant Li, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. You haven't learned it after being with me for so many years?"

Li Li felt a chill down his spine when he saw the look in his eyes. His hair stood on end and he immediately fell silent.

"...Yes, Director Tong."

Tong Ruixiao has been smiling since he started working as an assistant after graduating from college. It doesn't mean that smiling always makes you feel good, but it is his habit to treat people with a smile.

Even when he caught his wife cheating last time and was furious, he just dragged the mistress to a deserted place and dealt with her with an expressionless face.

Instead of like now...

Ever since he knew his wife was missing, Tong Ruixiao had been frowning and looking gloomy and unhappy. In the past two days, for some reason, he seemed to be buried in cold air, and his expression rarely brightened.

When Li Li was with him, he was sometimes afraid that he might say something wrong, otherwise he would be suffocated by the negative pressure.

It's so depressing.

Even when the company encountered major difficulties in previous years, Tong Ruixiao's mood had never been so depressed.

I prayed silently in my heart: No matter what, please ask my wife to come back soon. Only she can resolve Mr. Tong’s emotions.

Return to the villa.

Tong Ruixiao called the servants to his study at different times and asked only one question - is there any difference between Jian Yan when she first came to the villa and Jian Yan now?

Butler Liu and Butler Wang both said there was no difference. Aunt Wang said that the lady had always been kind and treated the young master very well. The other servants gave different answers.

Only the girl in front of him thought for a moment and said seriously: "I think the difference is quite big."

Tong Ruixiao asked her to sit on the chair and said, "Tell me in detail."

Xuexiang’s eyes widened.

The boss brought a chair for me to sit on. Isn’t this too good of a treatment?

Restraining his excitement, he explained in detail: "Although I didn't take care of Miss's daily life in Jian's house, I vaguely heard that Miss was a very silent person who rarely communicated with others. After coming here, I started to help Miss tidy up her room and clothes. Miss really didn't talk to me much, and didn't even look at me. The same was true for other people. But after two or three weeks, Miss was obviously much happier, like a different person, smiling often, and even bought Tuanzi, a dog... Maybe she felt relaxed here and didn't have to be so tense anymore."

Tong Ruixiao pondered for a moment after hearing this, "It was when Xiao Mu went to the hospital that she started to be willing to interact with others, right?"

"It was around that time. The time I remember most clearly was when the young lady cooked. In the aristocratic families in the capital, most of the daughters will never come into contact with the kitchen in their entire lives, so I was very surprised that the young lady was good at cooking. I still remember it clearly."

"Okay," the man took out a check from the drawer, wrote a number for her, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "This is the reward for answering my questions. Thank you for your cooperation."

Xuexiang was flattered, but when she looked at the amount of 500,000 yuan, she felt dizzy. This was almost two years' salary for her!

Mr. Xindao is such a good man, he gives so much money for answering a question. Oh my god, she is willing to answer until she can't say a word, she is willing to die!

Holding the check carefully, he said excitedly, “Thank you, sir!”

But as soon as she finished speaking, the man followed up with, "You didn't come to my study today. You need to keep this to yourself and don't let anyone know. Otherwise, no one will hire you from now on."

Her body trembled, realizing the seriousness of the matter, "Yes..."

After the maid left, Tong Ruixiao was the only one left in the study.

He exhaled.

It's not that he has a mental problem, it's true, Jian Yan's personality has changed drastically, which means that the core has changed. He didn't even tell his assistant about his suspicions, so it's impossible for the maid to predict it in advance and lie.

The man's eyes hardened.

The dream he saw was not a fantasy, but Jian Yan's past. No matter how absurd the situation was, it could not hide the fact.

The reason why Jian Yao denied it repeatedly was because he had discovered it a long time ago, but deliberately concealed it in order to protect his interests.

Clear away the clouds and see the bright moon.

"The wind will leave traces after it blows, and as long as something has happened, there will always be evidence of it."

——And only Jian Yan could explain the reasons for all the absurdities he had experienced.

Thinking of this, his expression became gloomy again.

Xiao Jian ran away from him and didn't want him anymore.

……

Yuncheng, Caiqi Town.

Jian Yan keeps a close eye on current affairs news every day and observes the police passing by on the road.

Be on guard and precaution every day.

While drawing the peony flowers that Bai Fang had picked out, she heard Yang Ruoliu, who was sitting on a stool, complaining:

"It's been two weeks, and the police haven't found the man yet? During this time, it's like there's a murderer in our little place!"

Jian Yan raised the corner of his mouth, "We have to look for it for a while. If we can't find it after a while, it's probably dead."

Death defined by the media.

After all, after mobilizing so many first- and second-tier cities, there must be a result and we cannot return empty-handed.

Yang Ruoliu: "Dead? Oh, that's right. If someone is kidnapped, he will most likely not survive. He hasn't come back for such a long time. I'm afraid he's not holding them hostage to get money."

The corners of Jian Yan's mouth twitched.

"Someone did that just two days ago, but was discovered by Tong Ruixiao and thrown into prison."

Now the news has been released online about the search for the chairman’s wife in the name of Ruiguang Group, which has caused a lot of uproar and caused quite a stir at home and abroad.

Many people came here smelling the meat, but only saw the "million-dollar reward for anyone who provides clues" and tried to make some money.

So every now and then you can see news about someone being caught for fraud on the Internet, which can be considered as contributing to the fight against scum.

"How can there be such a stupid person? Do you really think you can get money by doing this?"

Yang Ruoliu was shocked and then said.

"This Tong Ruixiao is the same. He believes everything that people say, even though he is the chairman of the largest logistics group in the country! But... he would rather ask a thousand wrong questions than let one go. It's really touching. He must have a good relationship with his wife."

Jian Yan's hand that was painting paused for an inconspicuous moment, and half of his face was shrouded in shadow, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

The girl sitting next to her pointed at the drawing paper curiously:

"Sister, why did you draw some strange shapes first?"

Jian Yan came back to his senses.

I answered her gently, "This is the center circle and the positioning petals, which are used to determine the direction. Look, the one facing you is the positive petal, and the one that is rolled up is the flip petal. We need to put the petals together and wrap them to make a flower."

"Oh, it looks so complicated."

Hearing this, Jian Yan smiled and continued painting with full concentration.

When the large blooming peony flower appeared on the paper, the door of the flower shop was pushed open and the wind chimes rang.