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

After a long while, he said gently: "What you said makes sense."

"I did arrange things for him from my own perspective, without thinking from his perspective, and neglecting his actual needs in terms of learning," the man lowered his eyes and pushed his frameless glasses, very polite and modest, "I'll go down and ask him later."

After hearing these words, Jian Yan's impression of him improved a little. He thought to himself that a negligent parent could still be saved if he could reflect on himself.

She thought of the task of improving Tong Huaimu's grades, and suggested to Tong Ruixiao: "Xiaomu's foundation is not very good, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. I want to give him tutoring in the evening. What do you think?"

"you?"

Tong Ruixiao was surprised, as if she didn't believe that she could teach high school students, but when she thought that she was also a graduate student from a prestigious university, she smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

……

The man walked out of Jian Yan's bedroom and knocked on Tong Huaimu's door.

Tong Huaimu was in his pajamas, obviously not expecting him to return to the villa, “Yeah?…Dad!”

A hint of shock flashed across his eyes, and his originally lazy look became serious.

Glancing down, she recalled what she had done recently, wondering which of them had offended the man enough to warrant a big fuss and a talk with him in the middle of the night.

I was feeling uneasy. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Tong Ruixiao smiled gently and told him not to be nervous. "I got the news that you were changing classes, so I came back to ask you what you think about this change."

Tong Huaimu frowned imperceptibly.

"My point of view……"

It is so disturbing to suddenly ask someone who has never cared about you how his studies are going.

"I arranged you to the elite class before. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The boy swallowed silently out of nervousness, lowered his eyelashes, and denied it expressionlessly, "No."

Tong Ruixiao stared at him carefully and noticed that his eyes were wandering.

Deliberately said: "So, you didn't express your opinion on the class transfer at all, and it was all your stepmother's decision?"

The boy said nothing, "..."

"Then turn back?"

"……casual."

Tong Huaimu's face turned pale, and his tone was dead, no different from before.

"Xiao Mu, you are lying."

Tong Ruixiao sighed, feeling exhausted and powerless. "You were not happy in your previous class, but I didn't know anything about it. Why didn't you tell me?"

The young man looked as if he was suddenly stabbed. He raised his head in anger, looking betrayed. "Who told you I'm not happy? Jian Yan?"

"I went and talked to her. She didn't say it explicitly, but I guessed it."

The man pursed his lips, "It's not a big deal. If you tell me, I can ask the principal to transfer you to the environment you want. Why didn't you tell me?"

The same sentence repeated for the second time was like a knife cutting the boy's sensitive and tense nerves, causing the emotions that had been accumulated for many years to suddenly burst out.

"You don't care about me, what's the use of me saying that? That's funny!"

He found it unbelievable that the boy said this. "How could I not care about you... What do you lack in food, clothing and daily necessities? What did I not give you? The models in the game room and the racing cars in the garage were all blown in by the wind? Don't you feel guilty when you say this?"

Tong Huaimu closed his eyes. This was a very bad topic.

This person always thought that this was called caring.

He suppressed his grievances and anger and pretended to be calm on the surface, "...I don't think I have much to say to you."

"Tong Huaimu, I want to communicate with you, not quarrel with you."

"No, there's no need. I'm fine with whatever you want to arrange. No need to ask, just inform me directly." The boy said impatiently.

It's always been like this, and I'm used to it.

"You..." What Tong Ruixiao wanted to say was stuck in his throat. The boy's attitude made him feel at a loss as to where to start. It was as if there was an invisible wall between the two of them, and facing each other they felt even more unfamiliar than strangers.

"Okay, then if I didn't care about you before, now I want to know what you need in school and what's wrong with my previous arrangement. Tell me and I'll deal with it."

Tong Huaimu glanced at him as if he were a stranger, "No."

The conversation ended in a stalemate after countless silences.

the next day.

Tong Ruixiao did not go to the company. Monday was a unified rest day, and since he had nothing else to do, he stayed in the villa.

After Jian Yan got up, washed and went downstairs, he sat on the sofa and told her about last night's conversation, hoping that she could give some advice.

Jian Yan listened and did not comment on what they said.

I just said to Tong Ruixiao pertinently, "Material foundation is important, but spiritual care is the best way to make the relationship closer."

"Mr. Tong, if the company is not very busy, go home more often."

Sometimes it is difficult to resolve conflicts between parents and children because of their unequal status and inability to empathize with each other.

What’s more, he is a parent who is often away from home.

"He refuses to communicate, so there's no point in me coming back. It will only increase friction. It's better for us to see each other less often."

Tong Ruixiao feels that it is better to do more work than to meet more often.

Xiao Mu was in her rebellious teenage years, and often her words were hurtful, with nothing but thorns in her mouth. She also used to respond coldly, leaving people unable to finish their words.

Jian Yan burst out laughing.

He was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

She asked: "Director Tong, which one do you know better, yourself, Tong Huaimu, or your understanding of the various directors of the company?"

"director."

He has worked with that group of old guys for many years, and has used both intimidation and inducement, so he has already figured it out.

"Look, you know an outsider better than your own son. And yet you say you care about him. Isn't that funny?"

She is a cultured person and speaks in a subtle way.

Tong Ruixiao disagreed with her.

"How can outsiders and relatives be mixed up?"

"I can use force on directors, but I can't use force on children. There is no comparison."

Jian Yan took a sip of water. It was very difficult to shake a person's mind, especially when the other person was a superior who was used to being in power.

"Well, let me tell you my suggestion."

"You should go back to the villa every night to have dinner together, observe Xiao Mu's habits again, casually mention his hobbies when chatting, and take him out for a trip during holidays if you have time."

The man wanted to speak, but she interrupted him, "If you feel that my suggestions are not pertinent enough, you can go to a youth psychologist to ask again and improve the plan."

"It may not necessarily make Xiao Mu change his current attitude, but it will definitely ease the relationship between you two."

After saying that, she couldn't help laughing again.

"Are we like colleagues in the company? We got a project called 'How to help rebellious children communicate with their parents' and we were overwhelmed."

Tong Ruixiao looked at her and saw her smiling eyes.

Slightly startled.

He had never been able to tell the differences between women's faces, but at this moment he felt that the eyes of the person in front of him were bright and her smile was breathtakingly brilliant.