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

Then I thought again, the person in front of me who is really scary is actually him, right?

Who can keep any depth and secrets in front of him?

Tong Ruixiao's mind works quickly. Since she knew that she came from another world, her thoughts are no longer restricted by science and technology. Her ability of association and imagination is astonishing.

"I wonder what critical moment you are referring to?"

His voice rang in my ears.

It was really difficult for her to answer this question because she just said it casually, wanting him to know that he owed her something so that she could go to him to redeem it when she needed it.

I could only answer him vaguely: "I'll tell you when the time is right."

To reassure him, she added two more sentences:

"Don't worry, I'm not asking for anything that would be unacceptable, like 'repaying with my body' or 'repaying with my life'. I'm not that kind of person, and my demands won't be excessive."

However, Tong Ruixiao replied calmly:

"I can accept both of the two you mentioned. However, for the former, I would 'gladly accept', while for the latter, I would 'reluctantly accept'."

Jian Yan: “…”

Her face was blank for a long time, like a clock that had stopped.

"So you're the one who gave herself to someone after being saved on TV—"

She expressed her shocking feelings.

The teasing expression revealed was like a jelly bean that suddenly popped out, and the drawn-out sound was like a long chalk mark drawn on the blackboard by a naughty student.

Tong Ruixiao was annoyed that she misunderstood his meaning and thought of him so casually.

"It's not that I'm willing to give myself to someone just because I'm saved. The premise of what I'm saying is that this person is you."

She seemed surprised. "Is this differentiating between people?"

Tong Ruixiao's face darkened.

This time it was his turn to remain silent.

"Since Mr. Tong has said so, I'll test your sincerity next time." Jian Yan glanced at the elegant retro clock on the wall. It was already late, so he stopped teasing him.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early. I won't disturb you anymore, good night."

Tong Ruixiao stood up and opened the door for her: "Well, good night to you too."

The next three days.

Tong Ruixiao did not announce that his missing wife had been found by Ruiguang Group, and expressed his gratitude to the public for their concern and help during this period in the announcement.

Then they bought off the media and spread rumors through various channels.

"Mrs. Tong's disappearance was actually caused by kidnapping. The kidnapper wanted money but not life. After the ransom was paid, Mrs. Tong has now returned safely."

"The perpetrators were not the same group as those who assassinated Tong Ruixiao. The latter was a criminal gang that specifically targeted individuals, and they have all been caught by the law."

"The criminal who kidnapped my wife is still at large."

People with bad intentions would come over if they smelled something fishy, ​​and half-true and half-false news would spread everywhere.

Almost as soon as the news came out, Jian Yao, the head of the Jian family in Beijing and the president of Jian Group, issued a statement condemning that his sister Jian Yan had been neglected for a long time in the Tong family, which led to her disappearance for two months before she was found. As a brother, he was very angry.

In an instant, the message that "the relationship between the Jian and Tong families is on the verge of crumbling" spread like wildfire.

In just two days, it became known to everyone and became the focus of conversation among the upper class.

The whole city was in an uproar.

However, the three people at the center of the public opinion whirlpool did not care.

You still have to do what you need to do, no different from usual.

Jian Yao was the initiator of public opinion and an instigator who would do anything to stir up trouble. He hoped that the matter would get out of hand and force Jian Yan to ask him to solve the problem in order to calm public opinion. By then, she would have no choice but to return to him.

Tong Ruixiao was busy processing various documents and communicating with lawyers. He had no time or intention to care about being framed and slandered as a heartless villain who treated his wife coldly. He wanted to ensure that once the trial started, everything would go smoothly and Jian Yao had to be put in jail.

Jian Yan used the phone to delay Jian Yao's action against the original owner's mother Chen Yufang, in preparation for the problems that might arise after the court hearing. At the same time, she was also trying to communicate with Tong Huaimu, because he had been shutting himself in the house after school these days, and his mood was worse than before.

"Xiao Mu, would you like to eat something? You can't go without food all the time." Jian Yan knocked on the door.

"I've had dinner at school, so I don't want to eat anymore..."

The boy opened the door only a crack, just to reply, and had no intention of going downstairs for dinner.

He was in a bad mood recently and had no appetite. But for some reason, as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the extremely rich sweet milk fragrance and the fragrance of locust flowers, which made him feel hungry all of a sudden and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Gudong!"

He heard the sound of himself swallowing his saliva, and he felt extremely embarrassed. He prayed in his heart that the other party would not notice.

But the woman seemed to have heard it, and looked at him calmly: "I think you should stop lying."

He raised his eyebrows again: "Are you not welcome to come in?"

"I already said I've eaten. I'm not hungry!"

Tong Huaimu was very tough in words, but he took a step back and opened the door, not stopping her from coming in. He couldn't refuse her.

Just as she walked in with the small white tray, she heard a clear sound behind her: "Gululu--"

She chuckled.

"Is this what you mean by not being hungry? Xiao Mu, your body seems to have betrayed the organization."

Tong Huaimu retorted with a stern face, angrily saying, "No! You heard it wrong!" His face was as red as a cooked shrimp, but his temper was like a furry cat.

"Zhao Qiang said that you never stay in the cafeteria to eat at night, and always come back directly after school. Today is no exception."

When he heard this, he immediately bared his teeth and said, "Did you ask Zhao Qiang? He betrayed me!"

"I'm your mother, and it's not a private matter for me to care about whether you've eaten eggs. How can it be considered betrayal if I tell the truth?" Jian Yan said as she placed the tray on the small dining table in the room. "Try the freshly baked Sophora japonica milk dried tofu slices."

The boy turned his head away, "You are not my mother..."

Jian Yan was stunned for a moment, then she smiled again and sat opposite him, "Okay, then that's my aunt. It can't be that she doesn't even have an identity, right?"

Although she has always regarded Tong Huaimu as her younger brother, she cannot say that. After all, she and his father are married, and she is twelve years older than him.

Calling her stepmother is too serious, calling her stepmother is just right, but Tong Huaimu never calls her that. Most of the time, he just says "Hey", "You", "Jane Yan".

In the flower shop in Caiqi City, she heard the other person call her "stepmother" for the first time. The look of gnashing teeth was deeply imprinted in her mind. Just thinking about that scene gave her goose bumps on her arms.

I really can't accept it.

Xiao Mu lacks a sense of security now and needs long-term companionship to consolidate stability. She will stay in Tong's house for at least two years. Everything will be planned after he finishes high school.

In order to have better communication in the next two years, she thought about it and decided that it would be better for him to have a name for her.