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

He reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at herself struggling in the full-length mirror on the bedroom wall.

"Asshole!" Jian Yan struggled and hit him in the abdomen with her elbow.

"Um……"

He groaned in pain.

The severe pain from the wound made his already pale face even paler.

Tong Ruixiao grabbed her arm and restrained her, and said in a slightly trembling voice with anger, "Do you think I won't do anything to you?"

"You have no choice now!"

"You should know which is more respectable, wearing it or wearing nothing at all."

What does "wearing nothing" mean?

Is this human language he said?

Jian Yan looked at the person behind her in the mirror in disbelief, with an angry expression on her face, "You took my clothes?"

"threw."

"You crazy person!"

As soon as these four words came out, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. He was biting her!

He bit very hard, leaving a bleeding tooth mark immediately, and a faint smell of blood came into his nose.

"Still cursing?"

She was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Are you born in the year of the dog? Why are you biting a place like this?"

Tong Ruixiao's breath was still on her neck, and his hand was pressing on the upper edge of her bath towel, just below her collarbone.

With just a little force, the long white bath towel will fall to the ground.

"To wear it or not to wear it?"

His tone was calm, yet full of threats.

Jian Yan's body was shaking like a sieve, and her teeth were chattering together, "Do you really have to humiliate me like this? Tong Ruixiao... You should know what this kind of clothes means to me!"

"Humiliation? How can it be humiliating?" His eyes were gloomy under the cold light of his glasses. "This is how you should be. Why are you hiding it?"

Jian Yan shuddered, closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her face.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of moisture on them. He forced himself to calm down and said, "Okay, I'll put it on."

Under his gaze, she changed her clothes, which were just the right size. The white long dress that reached her ankles made her look cool and elegant, like a fairy who had fallen from the altar, untouched by the mundane world.

He lowered his eyelashes, stretched out his hand to hook the chain around her waist, and his fingers stroked her waist inch by inch through the void. It was as if a drunkard smelled the most mellow wine and became drunk.

"suitable for you."

The eyes are cloudy and dark.

Hearing this, Jian Yan almost trembled.

Fit? Where?

She hates white! She hates purity!

She is not some pitiful overbearing white moonlight, she is just simply disgusting...

Tong Ruixiao did it on purpose, trying every possible way to humiliate her.

Just like the teeth marks on the neck.

The white ribbon was just barely enough to cover the bite marks, and the bright red color stood out even more in contrast.

The business jet landed and parked on the private helipad.

Tong Huaimu and Jian Yan got off the plane one after another.

She held the collar of her beige windbreaker. The sky in Jiangcheng was clear, but the temperature was lower than that in Yuncheng. There was no rain but there was wind, blowing up her skirt.

Tong Ruixiao followed closely behind her, not letting her out of his sight.

The butler has already arrived and is waiting.

After seeing the person, he got out of the car and helped Tong Huaimu open the door, and called him in a low voice: “Master.”

When he saw Jian Yan, Butler Liu was obviously stunned for a moment, then he looked away, opened the back door and invited people in.

"Madam, you are back."

Jian Yan nodded, catching the flash of joy and relief in his eyes, and felt strange.

When she returned to the villa, she found that the other servants were in the same situation.

They became cautious and lowered their heads. When Tong Huaimu walked by, they were obviously nervous. But when they caught a glimpse of her, they all showed an expression similar to "saved", and their tears of joy did not seem like a disguise.

It made her feel very strange.

what happened?

This atmosphere is so weird!

She remembered that when she first came to this world, she was amazed at how well the Tong family treated the staff they hired. Although the servants were strictly managed, they were all very relaxed and their treatment could be said to be generous.

How come they became so timid and cautious after not seeing each other for only two months? As if they would lose their jobs if they said one more word?

Look back.

Go into the living room.

The young man walking in front suddenly stopped.

He turned around, stared at her and asked, "Why did you disappear? Do you know how worried we are about you?"

"This matter...I'm sorry I can't explain it to you, but my original intention was not to make you worry."

The woman's expression was complicated.

The young man sneered: "Yes, you don't care about this, you don't even want this family anymore..."

He picked up the warm water brought to him by the servant, took a sip, and angrily put it back on the tray. The servant was so frightened that he almost couldn't catch it.

"Snapped!"

"I was looking for you so anxiously, worried that something had happened to you, worried that you had been killed, but in the end you left on your own! How could you have the heart to leave so quietly?"

"Is the Tong family so bad? Can't it be compared to that shabby place you're staying in?"

"You kept saying you treated me like a child, but this is how you abandoned a child!"

His eyes were red with anger, and the anger and fear that he had been holding back for who knows how long suddenly poured out all at once.

Like a surging river.

Jian Yan clenched her fingers and stood there, unable to give an answer.

The young man approached, tears of resentment in his eyes, and asked one question after another:

"Have you always wanted to leave? You don't care about this family at all, you don't love my dad, and you don't love me, but you are afraid that leaving directly will break the relationship between the Jian and Tong families, so you escape quietly... right?"

She did not answer.

I thought: No, Xiao Mu, I care about you, but I really have no choice. When a person faces extreme fear, the only thing he can think of is to escape from the source of danger.

When he didn't hear the answer, he almost trembled with anger, "Is it?"

Doesn't he deserve to know the truth?

Why do you do this to him!

Jian Yan couldn't bear it, and raised her hand to wipe away the big tears falling from his face, "It's not like this..."

But he waved it away and shouted angrily and fiercely: "Don't touch me, you liar!"

"Xiao Mu, ah——"

Jian Yan lost her balance and fell backwards in panic.

Tong Huaimu also widened his eyes in horror, his face turned pale in an instant, and he wanted to hold her back, "Jian Yan!"

Just when she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of strong hands behind her firmly held her arms.

She staggered a step and barely stood still.

My body is still trembling with fear.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, her body stiffened and she looked back - the person behind her was Tong Ruixiao!

The man stared at her expressionlessly.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The next moment, the other party let go of her arm and took a step back. He looked up at the tearful boy and said in a cold but dignified tone: "Stop making trouble. Your stepmother is back. Let the past be the past."

Tong Huaimu met the man's eyes behind the lens, his body stiffened, and he kept silent in fear, "I know I was wrong."

The panicked expression caused by the woman's near fall had been hidden and disappeared.

I lowered my head, and the shadows cast by my drooping eyelashes were mottled in my eyes, making it difficult to tell what emotions I was feeling.