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

A feeling of discomfort came over her and she couldn't accept it.

In business marriages, the couples appear to be husband and wife on the surface, but they live their own lives in different rooms and beds. Moreover, Tong Ruixiao already has a blood heir, so she gladly accepted the task.

Such a stranger of the opposite sex changed clothes for me...

Tong Ruixiao answered a phone call, and when he came back he saw her looking at him strangely, and asked in a puzzled voice, "What's wrong?"

"Who changed my previous clothes?" She pursed her lips tightly and her tone sounded strange.

He responded, "Nurse, what's wrong?"

This sentence made Jian Yan's heart fall into her stomach. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.

The man looked at her relieved expression, as if he had thought of something, and frowned slightly, then relaxed, "I am not a person who does not keep his word. I will not break the agreement we made when we got married."

Agreement?

What agreement?

Is it related to the boundary between two people?

Jian Yan sat on the hospital bed, put the hand warmer on her lower abdomen, listened to his words, and began to recall.

There were too many things she didn't understand, and the agreement was not written in the diary, so it probably wasn't important to the original owner.

"On the contrary..."

Tong Ruixiao paused for a moment, then smiled lightly, his tone was meaningful, "I didn't expect you to care so much about Xiao Mu. Especially that time you were able to get to the bar in time, which helped me a lot."

Jian Yan frowned at his words. She saved his son, but he spoke in a sarcastic tone.

She stared at him, her face pale from the pain, expressionless, her eyes calm, "It can't be considered helping, I just found him beaten by mistake while looking for Xiao Mu, and I didn't expect he was drugged... By the way, has the person who murdered him been caught?"

He looked at the questioning expression in her eyes, and unexpectedly, his movements paused.

Then he came back to his senses, "…what did you say?"

Jian Yan thought his reaction was odd and immediately thought that since he brought it up suddenly, she might have suspected that she was the one behind it.

My heart skipped a beat.

"I want to ask what happened at that time? Has the perpetrator been brought to justice?"

Tong Ruixiao replied: "The dandy who beat people up insisted that Huai Mu molested his girlfriend."

She denied this very quickly.

"It's a false accusation. Although Xiao Mu is a bit of a loner, he wouldn't do something so immoral."

Tong Huaimu looked at her in surprise, not understanding why she blurted out the words of defense without thinking.

You know, even as a father, when he first heard the news, the first thing he did was to question Tong Huaimu whether it was true.

How could she be so sure when she had only known Tong Huaimu for a few months?

Tong Ruixiao lowered his eyelashes, and a wave of emotion began to rise in his heart.

"Tong Huaimu denied that he had done such a thing."

He finished speaking, and then added, “I believe him, but this is not enough to be evidence.”

"What about his girlfriend? Didn't she come forward to describe the situation?" Jian Yan pondered, "If it's a false accusation, there will always be loopholes. After all, his girlfriend knows best whether she has been molested."

"Whether it's true or not, they will collude with that playboy and say it's true. But as long as it's false, there must be loopholes in the words that can be exploited."

"He didn't show up. He hid the person."

Tong Ruixiao shook his head, and recalled the scene when he received the news, and couldn't help but sneer.

"I sent someone to investigate and found out that he didn't have a girlfriend at all. The girl was a public relations girl in a club. He forced her into prostitution and she was underage."

When Jian Yan heard the words "going to the adult industry" and "underage", her pupils shrank. She clenched her hands around the hand warmer.

Suddenly, I realized, "So that's why. Because of the girl's special identity, we don't dare to let her come forward to accuse Xiao Mu."

"What a beast!"

I remember that the man who beat Tong Huaimu was a big, strong adult man. An adult molested a minor and brought him to the club. He really didn't fear being struck by lightning.

After she finished scolding, she sighed again, "That little girl is not even an adult yet...so pitiful."

Tong Ruixiao did not comment, but recounted the incident again. "His family was afraid that he would be exposed for forcing a young girl into prostitution and violating the law, so they sent the girl abroad immediately after the incident. We still haven't found her, and it's hard to tell whether she's alive or dead."

"This situation can only be left unresolved."

"Wouldn't it be a waste of suffering?"

Tong Huaimu, who is always vindictive, can endure this? Wouldn't he be so angry that he would die?

"I notified the other party's family, and Xiao Mu will handle the rest on his own."

Tong Ruixiao sat on the chair in front of the bed, took out a beautiful warm porcelain bowl, filled it with porridge, and said, "Have breakfast."

"You were in so much pain last night, so eat light food these days and don't touch cold food."

"What is this? Jujube porridge?"

Jian Yan looked at the porridge he brought over, with an expression that was hard to describe, "It looks very..."

Tong Ruixiao looked at the bowl of porridge in his hand and nodded in approval, not feeling embarrassed or annoyed. "Well... it's really not very good."

Finally, he added, "I'll go back and remind the chef to cook it better next time, okay?"

This is said gently.

There was no affection in his eyes, it seemed as if he was joking.

Jian Yan didn't think much about it at first, but after hearing his tone that was trying to cover up something, she suddenly realized -

This bowl of porridge... was made by him?

Is it accidental or intentional?

I can't describe the feeling in my heart, it's a bit touched.

soft.

She thought he was very interesting today. As the chairman of a group, he actually made porridge for a marriage partner he was not familiar with.

I guess no one would believe it if I told them.

She looked at him with a smile and said, "Then I'm going to try it."

The man just nodded elegantly. He always had a smiling face and it was hard to tell what he was thinking at the moment.

No matter when, his thoughts are always the hardest to guess.

She lowered her eyes and took a small sip. The taste was much better than it looked, but it was too sweet. "Blood glutinous rice and red dates porridge, why is it so sweet?"

After that, he started to drink the hot porridge. It did relieve some of the pain in his abdomen.

"I put sugar in it. Don't you like sugar?"

Tong Ruixiao's words seemed to be unintentional, but the meaning of the words was deliberate, and it could be said that he was taking advantage of every opportunity.

The porridge is used for testing.

The report contained a description of sugar in the section about his wife and her brother, and he took this opportunity to find out whether it was true or not.

Jian Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Yeah, I liked it before."

Recalling the original owner's diary, without lying, I rounded up the logic, "When I was a kid, I was very happy to receive candy as a birthday gift."

Tong Ruixiao: "What about now?"

"Now……"

She felt the warmth of the porcelain bowl in her palms, "You're tired of it, right? You don't like sweet things that much anymore."

"So this is ah."

The man was thoughtful.