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

Tong Ruixiao still has stomach problems despite his status, which means he didn't live a normal life. Moreover, he still hasn't been cured, so when it attacks, it must be very painful.

"Stomachache is not a pleasant feeling." She frowned slightly and sighed.

Tong Ruixiao saw her pitying look and pretended not to see it, but he had a secret and strange thought in his mind.

He said "I'm used to it" nonchalantly, but he glanced at her expression at the moment.

Sure enough, her frown deepened.

"Mr. Tong, please try to avoid eating cold food in the future." Jian Yan deeply understood the feeling of stomachache and subconsciously extended it to others.

But after she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that the original owner's body did not have stomach problems, so she found a reasonable explanation: "I felt the discomfort of abdominal pain the past two days. In comparison, the stomachache should not be much better."

"it is good."

Tong Ruixiao responded gently.

But I was thinking about something else.

……

After finishing the cake, the three of them left the table.

The maid cleared the table.

After washing his hands, the boy looked at his father and stepmother who had already gone upstairs, and took the milk handed to him by Wang Ma. He sat on the sofa, his eyes still lingering on the spiral staircase for a long time, as if thinking about something.

He felt that his father was somewhat ambiguous towards Jane Yan.

She took the initiative to help others make cakes, accepted orders, and had gentle eyes when talking. In short, something was wrong.

At this time, Xuexiang, who had just finished walking the dog, brought Tuanzi in and let it turn around twice on the special burgundy Persian carpet embroidered with gold flowers and wipe its paws clean.

Tuanzi was so happy when he saw Tong Huaimu. He ran over with his fat and short legs, crying "Ahhh" non-stop.

"You go down first."

After he finished talking to Xuexiang, he brought Tuanzi over. The puppy grew very fast. From its original length of a football, it was now as big as an adult small dog.

Touched the furry dog's head.

The little Alaskan rubbed its head against him, being very affectionate.

"Tuanzi, do you think I should give her the paper?" he said in a low voice.

After the servants cleaned up, they went back to eat. There was no one else in the living room, so no one would hear him talking to the dog.

"Wang Wang!"

Tong Huaimu was stunned by its sudden cry. It didn't usually cry so brightly. "Do you feel the need too?"

"Wang!"

Then, he seemed to be relieved, "Okay, I'll go then."

I went upstairs to get the test paper and walked to Jian Yan's door.

He wanted to knock on the door, but he just stood there.

Tong Huaimu found it extremely difficult to speak, and he was torn between a guilty conscience and a guilty conscience.

He was afraid that Jane Yan would laugh at him.

Although Jian Yan said that she didn't look down on him, he still felt inferior and thought that she looked down on him and that he had no ambition at all.

I tried to lift my legs to walk, but my feet felt like they were filled with lead and were too heavy to lift.

I couldn't make up my mind to knock on the door, but I couldn't leave either.

Very anxious.

So, as soon as Jian Yan opened the door, she was frightened by a human-shaped flagpole standing in front of the door. The flagpole had a gloomy face, as if it was going to commit murder.

She was startled.

"Xiao Mu?...What are you doing standing here?"

Tong Huaimu was also frightened by her. He didn't expect her to open the door suddenly. His face flushed and he couldn't explain clearly, "I..."

She looked around him and found that he was holding a test paper in his hand hanging by his legs. His expression relaxed, "Are you here to hand in the test paper?"

"I was just about to come to you about this. What a coincidence. Come in."

She invited him into the room, took the test paper from the shy boy, and found that it was the same one she had given him.

To her surprise, he had already done it.

"Are you done?"

Even if you don't know the answer to a question, there will be traces of calculations done in the blank spaces.

Seeing her incredible expression, the young man turned his head away arrogantly and snorted, "What's there to not believe? I've already finished writing it!"

Jian Yan praised him gently, "It's very detailed, beyond my expectation."

She originally thought that this set of questions might be really harsh for the boy, so a new set of relatively simpler questions came out these two days, and she wanted to print it out and give it to him.

I didn't expect that he had already written the original set so carefully.

It is impossible that I did this question today after listening to her. I don’t have time today.

It must have been done before.

It really is a double-talk...

On the surface, he was angry and upset at her criticism at the time, but he secretly finished writing it behind her back.

"If I don't communicate with you today and we have a conflict about this, will you just write this paper yourself and not give it to me?"

Her question was very direct.

"I didn't write this for you," he said with a tense face. The more his heart moved, the colder his expression became. "I wrote this for myself. You can read it or not."

Jian Yan laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Tong Huaimu's face turned red, and he looked humiliated. He clenched his fists and retorted loudly.

She saw that his face was as red as a monkey's butt and thought that this child was really interesting.

But she did not indulge herself in laughing, and immediately said seriously: "You are right, I am glad that you have this awareness."

"I'll grade the papers tonight, and we'll go over this set of questions when you get home from school tomorrow. As for physics, we'll start targeted tutoring based on your weak points in this area."

After that, she glanced through the test paper and asked, "How are you doing in math recently?"

"Fortunately."

The boy didn't talk much, so she guided him to answer in more detail, "How is the teacher's teaching? Are you keeping up with the course progress? Are the knowledge points that you didn't have a solid foundation in the past still applicable now? You should have learned trigonometric functions, right? Have you memorized the basic formulas?"

Tong Huaimu took a long time to say: "Why do you have so many questions?"

Jian Yan uttered a "huh", glanced over, and looked at him with a smile, "I care about you, so of course I have a lot of questions. Only when you don't care about someone will you have no desire to learn about him."

The boy had obviously never heard such blunt words before, and his whole body froze, his face and neck red, almost bleeding.

"You see, you don't care about me, so you never asked me."

Seeing his expression, she was afraid that he would be too embarrassed, so she returned her gaze to the test paper.

His voice was tinged with laughter, "Think about it, right?"

This is an example very close to life, which can help him quickly understand the difference between caring about a person and not caring about a person.

Unexpectedly, the boy stiffened his neck and retorted: "...No."

Do we need to refute this?

Jian Yan was stunned. She thought this example was the least likely to be rejected. After all, it was obvious whether the boy cared about her or not.

She smiled helplessly, "Okay, then can you tell me why it's not?"

The young man lowered his head and said unkindly: "Why should I tell you?"

It’s not that he doesn’t want to ask, it’s just that... he can’t bring himself to do it.

Like the time she injured her leg, and the time she was hospitalized two days ago...