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

Well, even if she was kidnapped and killed, according to her idea, the scene should be like this: Tong Ruixiao watched the marriage partner die, was sad for a few minutes facing the corpse, and then gently and calmly arranged the funeral properly.

He should be this kind of person!

But the reality is now...

How twisted and absurd!

"Little Jane?"

"Little Jane?"

A familiar voice called out to her ears. Jian Yan withdrew her thoughts, looked at the man in front of her, and asked in confusion: "Well, what's wrong? You called me?"

"I spoke to you but you didn't answer. I saw that you looked distracted, so I just called you twice more."

When the man heard her finally answer him, he breathed a sigh of relief without leaving any trace, and his hand pressing the mouse instantly relaxed from being tense. The panic in his eyes also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The tone of the question was relaxed and normal, without any hint of nervousness. "You are so absorbed in thought, what are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about the first time I met you, and how you were different then than you are now."

She couldn't say that she was thinking about what Assistant Li had said two days ago, so she made up a reasonable content that could lead to a related topic.

Tong Ruixiao also followed her words and recalled the scene when they first met. He had a very deep memory of that time.

"That day you took Xiao Mu, who was taking Chinese medicine, to the hospital. We met in the hospital corridor. At that time, I instinctively noticed that the girl in front of me seemed to have changed. But I didn't expect that you were no longer the original Miss Jian."

Jane said bashfully, "It would be scary if you saw through my identity at that time."

Isn't that the same as Jian Yao? Terrible!

"At that time, I felt that your eyes were very bright, completely different from before, like..."

Jian Yan grinned, "300-watt headlight?"

"You!" He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

After his voice calmed down, he said slowly, "Like a stream, like a shining moon."

Bright and cool.

I have never seen anyone's eyes so special, not in shape or size, but in the power that comes from his eyes.

He was attracted to her from the first moment he saw her.

It wasn't love at first sight, but curiosity and exploration generated by a glance, and then feelings developed through day-to-day interactions.

Tong Ruixiao found that Jian Yan was smart, sharp, thoughtful, and could flexibly use various techniques to turn disadvantages into advantages and gain the greatest benefits, which is the most important quality for businessmen.

She has strong insight and excellent reasoning ability. She can easily see through a person's nature and heart through clues, even if she only gets a painting or a little detail of the other person;

She is talkative, always speaks with a sense of reserve, and is very good at socializing. She also has her own unique opinions on various issues, and does not follow the crowd. She is independent in spirit and has a bright mind.

She loves many things and is good at many things. She focuses 100% on both her career and her hobbies, and is so absorbed in them that she is completely ecstatic.

She is decisive and keeps a cool head. She can think of solutions in a very short time and is not anxious about small things or big things. She also has excellent execution ability. Once she makes up her mind, she will do it immediately without hesitation or delay.

Although she looks cold and calm, she is actually tougher than anyone else. No matter what kind of blow she goes through, she will do everything she can to struggle. She has a strong vitality and is gentle but strong...

Jian Yan was so good in so many aspects, so many that he couldn't count them all.

He was so easily captured by her that he couldn't help but fall into those bright eyes that seemed washed by autumn water, and his feelings were as uncontrollable as the surging river.

"Really? Many people's comments about me are related to moonlight." Jian Yan said with a smile.

But he was the first person to express the intention of "stream water".

She thought about it but didn't think through what the stream in his words was like. Was it turbulent? Fierce? Calm? Gentle?

Can't figure it out.

After hearing her tone, Tong Ruixiao felt a nameless sadness, awkward and at a loss, "Have many people said similar things to you? I'm sorry I know nothing about this. Maybe to you... the adjective I used is a bit vulgar."

He's actually not very good at expressing his emotions.

I thought it was a gift from God that I could spot her light, but I didn't expect that there were actually more people who had spotted it as well.

His emotions seemed delayed, ordinary, and out of touch with reality.

Unexpectedly, the woman smiled, stood up in front of him, leaned over to look into his eyes under the lenses, "Mr. Tong, you have some confidence in yourself."

"The moonlight you talk about is different from theirs. Although I don't like them saying this word, I feel happy to hear you say it."

Those people kept calling her "the domineering white moonlight" and "Si Yanchen's white moonlight", objectifying her into a tool and vassal whose existence was dependent on another person. She hated it so much!

But Tong Ruixiao is different. His words are describing her as a person, and in his language she can feel the respect she deserves as an individual.

"Am I... different from others..."

Tong Ruixiao looked at the person and the smile so close to him, his face became hot and his earlobes turned red.

She raised an eyebrow, "Uh-huh."

When she was so close, she realized that there seemed to be a teardrop mole on Tong Ruixiao's face, right at the end of her eye!

I don’t know if it’s…

Tong Ruixiao asked: "What impression did you have of me when you first met me?"

"It's my first time... Wait a minute, don't move, I'll help you take off your glasses, I want to see if this is a mole..."

She pushed aside his hand that was stretched out in confusion, took off his silver-rimmed frameless glasses with both hands and placed them on the table. She rubbed the end of his right eye with her thumb and said curiously, "It's really a teardrop mole. It took me so long to find it!"

"Tear mole?"

Tong Ruixiao was at a loss. Is there a mole at the corner of his eye?

Until Jian Yan took out the small mirror in her pocket and looked at it for him, "It's true, you don't know it yourself, do you?"

I don't know from the look of him.

The mole is very small and light in color, so it is usually difficult to see clearly.

Besides, his eyelashes were long, so they could easily cover it. He also smiled a lot in the past, which always pressed the mole into his smile lines, so she didn't notice it.

Jian Yan looked at the corners of his eyes which had turned red as she rubbed them, and she couldn't help but be stunned. It was very beautiful.

How to describe this feeling? I can only say that it really suits her hobby.

but……

She looked at the corners of his eyes again.

The location of this teardrop mole was so hidden and close to the eyes that she inexplicably thought of a saying: tear marks and moles mean endless sorrow and tears.

Although she did not blindly believe in such mysterious things before, she later received similar words from the Immortal Lord Sima Ming, who said that the mole in this position was caused by crying too much.

Tong Ruixiao, is he the kind of person who would cry all the time because of sad things?

It's ridiculous.

If this is the case, why would I shed endless tears?

Is she just making blind guesses...