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

Jian Yan supported his chin with his hand and looked at her with a smile, thinking: This is an exclusive product that belongs to you alone and will never be put on the shelves.

But the words that came out of his mouth were: "Happy seventeenth birthday, Jin Buxi."

When Jin Bushi heard the soft and sincere blessing, he looked up and met her eyes. He was captured by her gaze and could no longer look away.

"You will definitely get what you want, your mother will be safe, you will be admitted to Beijing University, and you will have a bright future."

The woman's pair of graceful and beautiful eyes were gentle and firm, carrying a power that made people believe in them.

She stared blankly for a long time.

until--

"Sister, your cake is going to fall."

Jian Yan laughed playfully, and the girl quickly lowered her head to look, pushing the small tray inward, her cheeks instantly red.

I suddenly remembered one thing.

She suddenly looked up and asked Jian Yan incredulously: "Hey, sister, how do you know my mother——"

Jian Yan took the gradient-colored peach sparkling wine from the waiter's hand and took a sip.

He said calmly, "Didn't you just say that you hoped your mother would wake up? I guessed that she might be sick and in the hospital."

"Oh, that's right."

The girl nodded.

"Ding!"

The two men picked up their wine and clinked their glasses.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the wonderful birthday night gradually came to an end.

The tipsy girl held the cup like a pine tree holding melon seeds in its two claws, looking very cute. She blushed and said to the woman in front of her, "Sister, after I finish my final exams and get the scholarship for this half year, I will treat you to a meal, okay?"

The bright smile on her face seemed like a sky filled with stars, full of innocence.

Jian Yan smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

It was already half past ten when we finished dinner.

When it was time to pay the bill, she called a fictitious "boss" to make her disguise more convincing.

He dialed a number and held the phone to his ear.

"I'm done eating. The company reimburses employees for overtime meals, right? Then I swiped your card?"

I don't know what was said on the phone. The woman nodded and said, "Okay, I'm hanging up."

Jin Buxi was a little worried: "Could it be that your boss went back on his word, sister?"

"How is that possible?" Jian Yan chuckled, took out a black card from her handbag and handed it to the cashier, "He paid for it."

After paying, leave the restaurant.

In front of the building, Jian Yan called a taxi for the girl and sent her home.

She received a call and answered it:

"Where are you? I'll pick you up."

She gave a name. In just over ten minutes, she saw a black Maybach with a familiar license plate.

I opened the passenger door, but found that only the driver's seat was occupied. I was surprised. He was driving?

So Jian Yan sat in the passenger seat.

After all, she chose to sit in the back seat when the passenger seat was empty, which gave her a weird feeling as if the chairman of a listed company was driving her.

Tong Ruixiao glanced at her, his eyes darkened slightly, and he smelled alcohol.

After she fastened her seat belt, the car started.

As he drove, he asked, "What did you mean by that phone call just now?"

"Oh, I invited a friend to dinner and pretended that it was my boss who invited me, so that she wouldn't have to feel any psychological pressure to order."

Jian Yan listened to the soothing music in the car, leaned back in the comfortable car seat, answered him with her eyes closed, and was in a good mood.

"Mr. Tong, you would be my superior, wouldn't you feel wronged?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, the woman turned her head and opened her eyes to look at him. Her eyes were narrow and watery, as cold as the moon.

"You drank a lot."

The man didn't look at her. When he saw the red light, he stepped on the brakes and spoke in a calm and composed tone.

"You smell strongly of alcohol."

"Um, really? Why didn't I smell it?"

Jian Yan exhaled, but he clearly couldn't smell anything, so he seriously suspected that he had a dog's nose.

At the dinner table, she mixed the vodka, which tasted mild but had a strong aftertaste, into the peach wine. She didn't feel she drank much, after all, she could drink a lot without getting drunk, and her consciousness was very clear.

She didn't know that she had been marinated, so it was normal that she couldn't smell the strong aroma of white peach wine on her body.

"What friends did you drink with?"

"You don't know him, a...um...kid." Jian Yan thought for a while and said tactfully.

After all, the other party is not yet an adult, and it is wrong to drink with him, even if he only drank a little fruit wine with little alcohol content.

Tong Ruixiao could see that she was hiding something, and his eyes darkened.

"Child? Boy or girl?"

Her attention has been on other things recently, even a little too much, and he feels indescribable feelings in his heart.

Because of the previous experience, he did not arrange for anyone to follow her, so he had no idea what she was doing, which made him even more uneasy.

Jian Yan didn't notice his emotions and answered truthfully: "Girl, what's wrong?"

The man didn't say anything else.

Return to the villa.

She went upstairs to her room, washed up and prepared to go to bed. She put her phone on the bedside table and stopped the alarm for the next day. She could rest at home tomorrow.

Behind her, the man stretched out his arms to hold her, holding her hands tightly with his bony hands, his broad and warm chest pressed against her back through the silk pajamas, lowering his head and resting his chin on her neck, his gentle breathing making the hair on the back of her neck tremble. A completely encircling and ambiguous posture.

"You haven't let me try on clothes for a while...are you planning to make me miss work?"

"There's no design, how can I let you try it?"

She was tickled and almost laughed. She wanted to dodge, but she was tightly held and couldn't escape.

“Why not design it?”

"I was delayed by something else. I still have the dessert shop business to take care of. Why are you suddenly saying this?"

"Mr. Jane is always busy and hasn't been paying attention to her partner lately." Tong Ruixiao's kiss gently fell on the side of her neck.

The word "Mr. Jian" was enough to show that he was in a bad mood.

I was so jealous that I wanted to leave a mark on her neck, letting the whole world know that she had a family and that no one should mess with her! No matter if it was a man or a woman!

But immediately after this thought flashed through his mind, he was filled with a strong feeling of disgust. He felt that his own thoughts were disgusting, just like the faces of those immature little boys who occupied territory, stupid and incompetent.

I criticized myself severely in my heart.

Before he could inflict any substantial punishment on her, he had already tortured himself a thousand times.

Kill yourself.

"I had a stomachache this afternoon and couldn't get through to you on the phone. What were you doing at that time that made you unable to answer the phone?"

Jian Yan turned around to look at his expression and asked with concern: "Are you suffering from stomach problems? Does it still hurt? Have you eaten dinner? If you have a bad stomach, you should eat on time, don't you know?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I've eaten."

Hearing her concern, his expression softened slightly.

But the next moment he was so angry that he laughed at himself for being so easy to coax. She was obviously trying to change the subject! But he was confused by these two words of concern.

"Why don't you answer me directly?"

Jian Yan hesitated and could only tell the truth under his sharp gaze: "I was baking a cake for someone, and my phone was on silent mode all afternoon, so I didn't answer it."