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

Ever since Chauvin went to jail after smashing the shop, many people have been saying that the dessert shop owner has someone behind him, so the shop has not been harassed again and is operating normally.

At 12 noon from Monday to Friday, Jian Yan arrives at the store on time and puts the new products in the display cabinet. For those that were popular in the past, Xuexiang will make a few more copies according to her ingredient list, otherwise there will not be enough to sell.

In fact, because the quantity is limited, students come running all the way after school, holding money in their hands and breathlessly asking her for desserts. When there are more people, a long line forms outside the store.

"Ah, are the new products sold out? I ran so fast, how come they are sold out again when I'm there! It's been three days in a row!"

There was a girl with a sad face.

Jian Yan looked around and found that they were indeed sold out. She felt a little helpless. "How about this, you give me your name. I will leave a copy for you tomorrow. Just tell me your name and come and get it."

The girl nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "My name is Huang Ziyu, and I'm a freshman in high school."

After everyone left, Jian Yan looked at the messages on her phone. She had kept all the people who applied for the job today, and they would start work at the Jiangcheng No. 2 Middle School branch next door tomorrow.

She has expanded her production scale during this period and needs more manpower.

In the two months since the store opened, the cafeteria and parents of students in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School have wanted to cooperate with her for a long time and have her provide them with long-term desserts. She has signed many contracts. This vertical sales method is also a good method.

In addition, there were two products that sold particularly well. She sold the exclusive secret recipe at a high price and saved nearly five million yuan.

The daily profit is slightly less, but after deducting expenses, the net profit is 700,000 to 800,000 yuan, which is enough to cover the rent and wages.

Half of the five million was invested in opening new stores and daily production and operations, the other half was deposited in the bank, and the rest was used to invest in stocks.

She made decent profits from stock trading in her original world, but after coming to this world, she suffered repeated setbacks. She invested one million dollars, but got nothing in return.

She thought about this for a long time. Maybe people in the two worlds have different ways of thinking and business operations. She used her old experience to speculate in new stocks, but did not combine it with reality. It was normal that she failed miserably.

At least she was not that stubborn and had saved 1.5 million in the bank, leaving herself a way out.

Only when people have an economic foundation can they talk about other things.

Although the focus of her mission is Tong Huaimu, it is impossible for her to do nothing and stay around him all day.

Just as she handed the key to Xuexiang beside her, Guanshan opened the small drawer where cash was kept at the counter and stood up to leave.

"It's really you."

Tong Huaimu walked closer and looked at the store, with a hint of curiosity in his black and white eyes.

This was beyond Jian Yan's expectation. She was surprised that he would leave the school. "Xiao Mu?"

"It's almost two o'clock, don't you have class?"

"I'll go right away. Recently, classmates around me have been saying that there is a dessert shop near the school that sells delicious desserts. I've heard it many times, and I just wanted to see if it was you," he said proudly, "It turned out to be you."

What he didn't say was that what he heard was not only "the desserts are delicious", but also "the boss is super beautiful and super gentle".

When he heard the word dessert, he subconsciously wanted to close his ears because he didn't eat sweets and wasn't interested in them. But when he overheard those people's description of the boss, he immediately thought of her.

I became curious and took the opportunity to come out and take a look.

The result is indeed!

Jian Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and urged him, "Hurry up and go to class."

Tong Huaimu nodded, took two steps forward, and suddenly remembered something.

Turning back, he said, "You went to bed too early last night. I didn't tell you that our school will hold a sports meeting next month and the parent representative will give a speech on stage."

The boy's eyes were bright, and without his overlong hair blocking his vision, he looked much younger than before.

"If you want me to, I will go," Jane Yan asked with a smile, "Are you going to participate as well?"

"Long-distance running: twelve thousand and sixteen thousand."

"...Let's not talk about it for now. There are still three minutes left. I have to go back."

She watched the boy running away, smiling and shaking her head.

After all, he is still a child.

……

in the afternoon.

Jian Yan put her long hair up and fixed it with a retro gold clip inlaid with jade. She changed into a winter blue long skirt and a black long coat. She took off her watch and chose a bracelet to wear on her wrist. She then put on some light makeup and finished with a matte dark red lipstick.

She goes downstairs.

"Let's go."

Tong Ruixiao was already sitting on the sofa waiting for her. When he heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he put down the book and stood up.

Looking at her, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

As she approached, the man extended his hand like a gentleman and said with a smile: "This suit looks great."

I avoid talking about people because I want to control my slightly disordered heartbeat and make myself appear less out of control.

"Thank you."

She looked at his outstretched hand, frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

After all, I'm going to have dinner with his parents, so I have to pretend that we have a good relationship in front of them, otherwise I will lose face.

You have to get used to some slightly cumbersome superficial etiquette.

For example, holding his hand.

When Tong Ruixiao told her that he needed to do this, she was shocked. His parents should know that the two of them were in a marriage of convenience, so why pretend to be in love? But he replied that his parents didn't know and just thought it was consensual.

It was hard for her to say anything.

The reason given by Tong Ruixiao is that his parents are rather old-fashioned and cannot accept marriage being linked to profit. And although they are not a wealthy family, they still follow some rules.

She recalled the information she had received and found that his parents were indeed strict, and nodded in agreement.

For adults, being decent is nothing more than pretending for a few hours, it's meaningless.

Just as she was about to leave, the man suddenly said, "You're not wearing a ring?"

"what?"

Jian Yan looked back at him, then looked at the hand he was holding, his eyes cold, "Is it necessary?"

Wedding ring?

She had never seen that thing since she came into this world.

Maybe the original owner hated it so much that she threw it into some jewelry box. She didn't even remember seeing a similar style of women's diamond ring.

It will definitely be difficult to find, and you may not be able to find it.

Tong Ruixiao's eyelashes trembled, and she looked at the diamond ring on her ring finger, feeling it was dazzling.

She gently opened her lips and said calmly, "You should still wear your wedding ring. My parents are very careful. If they see me wearing it and you don't, they will probably ask about it, and I will have to spend a lot of time explaining it."

She glanced at the diamond ring on his hand and roughly memorized its pattern.

"Okay, I'll wear it."

Then I went upstairs to look for it.

The man stood in the living room, looking at the direction where her figure disappeared on the spiral staircase. His eyes were deep under his frameless glasses. The hand that had held hers trembled, curled up a little, and clenched into a fist.

Is it necessary...

necessary.