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

"And you asked everyone else to go back to the servants' room to rest. You are so careless."

His words hit the nail on the head, but his tone was only concerned and not accusatory.

"I was careless. This has taught me a lesson. I must calculate the time of my menstrual period well next time." Jian Yan's face was still pale as if he was sick, but it was much better than before.

She was able to tolerate pain well to begin with, and now after the injection of the drug, the pain was within her tolerable range.

Although it will still interfere with normal life and cause symptoms such as chills, tremors and dizziness, the pain will not be so severe that one will faint and be unable to get up.

At least the mind is clear now.

Tong Ruixiao: "If I hadn't turned back last night, I can't imagine what would have happened."

"It really frightened me."

He frowned slightly and looked at her helplessly, with some shock still in his eyes.

"Thank you very much for this."

There was not a trace of impurity in the woman's black and white eyes, which were completely clear like a pool of clear water. When she smiled with her eyes curved, it was like spring water rippled by the wind, and her thick eyebrows lost a lot of aggressiveness and became soft.

He looked at her, distracted by her smile. His face showed nothing wrong, but he tried to ignore the ripples of strangeness in his heart.

——Shouldn’t.

——He shouldn’t and should not have such thoughts.

Sometimes, the more you want to calm down, the more your blood boils; the more you want to stay away, the more you can't help but get closer.

Thoughts are like wildly spreading weeds. If you drop a seed, it will grow all over the mountains before you know it. Unless you burn it with fire, it will always spread wildly.

He was accustomed to not showing his emotions on his face, and could use reason to force himself to look away and tell himself that she was not someone he could trust, but he could not control his eyelashes that trembled due to his emotional fluctuations.

I didn't accept the thank you and pretended that I didn't see her bright eyes.

He changed the subject very naturally, "You drank because you were in a bad mood...Did Xiao Mu make you angry yesterday?"

Although it was a question, the tone was declarative, even a little angry.

"Not really, it's just a matter of tutoring..." At this point, Jian Yan's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked up, not knowing why she didn't continue, "What happened to the tutoring?"

She showed a rather subtle expression on her face, "Let's not talk about it anymore. I feel like the vicious stepmother who sued her stepson."

It's not good to talk about others behind their backs.

Tong Ruixiao was amused by her statement, wondering how she could be so eccentric. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable adjective.

He raised his hand and then retracted it, hesitating to speak, "You really are——"

He shook his head and chuckled, "What are you thinking about?"

The other person stared at him in a daze. Not only did he not answer the question, but he also said something irrelevant: "Mr. Tong, has anyone ever told you that you have a nice voice?"

This is not a compliment, it comes from the heart. Jian Yan never compliments others against his will.

The first time she heard his voice, she felt that his voice was much more beautiful than any other voice of the opposite sex she had ever heard.

The voice is mellow and yet clear, and is unique. It is especially pleasant to hear when he speaks with a smile, especially this sentence of indulgence, which seems to be anger but not blame, showing that he is a very affectionate person.

If he were not her marriage partner but a partner with whom she shared common interests, she would be very happy to let him say a few more words.

Her words were like a bomb that dropped without warning. Tong Ruixiao was stunned. He had completely lost his usual calmness and self-control. His expression was as blank as a newly painted wall.

Almost the next moment, that expression disappeared. He returned to his elegant and calm demeanor, and answered in a very polite and gentle voice, "...No."

If you look closely, you can see that the bases of his ears are tinged pink.

Unfortunately, Jian Yan didn't care. She just expressed her thoughts casually. Her purpose was not to get any answers from him, and she would not pay attention to any details about him.

At most, I could guess in my heart what he was trying to do to me and be more careful.

"That's incredible." She thought she had very high standards for voices, but she didn't expect people in this world to be even more picky. No one had ever praised his voice, which was incredible.

The man laughed. “Are you trying to change the subject?”

Jian Yan exclaimed, "You figured it out."

Compared to letting Tong Ruixiao handle it, she prefers to solve the matter herself. Her status means that Tong Huaimu will not be kind to her, and simple things will become much more difficult, which is unavoidable.

This time it's special again.

If Tong Ruixiao gets involved, the conflict between her and Tong Huaimu will only get worse.

Tong Ruixiao saw that the liquid in her IV bottle had been used up, so she closed her computer, stood up, pressed the bell beside the bed, and asked the nurse to change the medicine.

He stopped in front of the bed and looked down to see her curled eyelashes and tied chestnut brown curly hair.

She always liked to let her hair down, and her hair was as smooth as silk. She must have tied it up because she was uncomfortable and inconvenient during her illness.

He opened his lips softly, his eyes were unreadable, and his faint smile made her feel nameless palpitations, "But even if you don't say it, I can know what happened."

This distance is a bit too close.

Jian Yan frowned.

The body's slight backward leaning without leaving any trace is an instinctive behavior to avoid danger.

Tong Ruixiao caught her subconscious action, his eyes darkened slightly, and he remained calm.

Jian Yan did not show any dissatisfaction with his words. Instead, he asked, "Through surveillance? That's a good choice."

"If you look at the surveillance footage from that night, you will know that what you hear is not as good as what you see. The real footage is much more accurate than what I tell you."

"After all, I only see things from my own perspective. I am still a little angry now, and what I said is definitely subjective and unfair, like I am accusing and defaming Xiao Mu."

Tong Huaimu pursed his lips tightly. What he meant was that although he could get the information he wanted through other channels, he still wanted to hear her say it in person.

It expresses his trust in her.

As a result, the distance between the two people became farther and farther.

Many things can be felt through some details. He knew that Jian Yan always treated him as a stranger. Maybe it was because they didn't meet often and communicated too little.

Although she maintained a friendly attitude on the surface, it was actually just a cover for politeness and alienation. She kept him at a distance.

When working with other companies, we often build half-familiar relationships. But if we continue to feel this kind of indifference at home, it makes us feel unhappy.

Although it was a business marriage, everything was about interests, but he was a relatively peaceful person in family relationships, as long as the other party did not have the intention to harm him, he could live in peace with them.