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

If a man has the technology to have children, she would not be unable to accept having a child of her own.

If she could have a child of her own without having to pay anything, she would be as happy to induce labor as those men.

Jane thought with pleasure and sarcasm.

After coming back to his senses, he asked again:

“Since you don’t like children, do you love Tong Huaimu?”

"Love."

It was so quick and clear, he didn't even think about it, he just blurted it out.

Jian Yan covered her lips and laughed, "Why are you being inconsistent?"

Tong Ruixiao looked at the light in her eyes and smiled gently.

Seriously, "In fact, even my own son didn't like it, but as we spent more time together, we gradually developed feelings for each other."

He is a person who develops feelings over time.

You may not like a person at first, but after spending time with him/her, you may change your opinion.

"But I heard that Mr. Tong doesn't come back to the villa very often, so where do we get to spend time together?" she asked with interest.

"When I was young, I did fly around because of the busy company, and each time I would fly for more than a month. Later, when I settled down, I flew less often. But Xiao Mu has been home for six years. How can there be no feelings in six years?"

Tong Ruixiao's words are sincere.

Recalling those years when the company was in turmoil, he was busy like a spinning top, dealing with various affairs in all weathers. His three meals were just a few side dishes besides strong drinks at social events, and he slept for three hours on the plane. He had no time to take care of himself, let alone spend time with his children.

In comparison, the past two years have been much easier.

I can also go home more often and have dinner and communicate together in the evening.

Jian Yan: "Yes, how many six years does a person have in his life..."

She listened to him sigh about time and thought that it was true.

Time can give love to those who don't love, but it can also drown countless hatred and pain.

She had been in this world for less than half a year, but she clearly felt that her resentment towards the past had faded a little. Although it was not much, but...

It’s only half a year!

She didn't dare to imagine, if time went on any longer, would she lose the power to hate?

If there is no motivation brought by hatred, wouldn't there be only endless pain?

Being tormented by the tragic experiences of the past, but losing the initiative to seek revenge... How terrible!

She couldn't imagine what that would be like.

"So, Mr. Tong is the type who easily falls in love over time?"

"I guess so." He thought for a moment, "It's just a process of not understanding this person at first, but gradually getting to know him."

Of course, there are some people whom you become more disgusted with the more you get along with them.

This has to do with a person's personality and behavior.

Jian Yan said with a rising tone, "But you don't know much about Xiao Mu."

The funny tone is half joking and half serious.

He was helpless, "Not as much as you think, but I still know a little about him."

Jian Yan was in the mood, and it was not a good scene to pretend and be exposed. She didn't think he knew Tong Huaimu very well. He didn't know his son as well as the other members of the board of directors. What kind of understanding was that?

"Then what do you think Xiao Mu's feelings for you are?" These words were indeed sharp enough to make people feel as if they were hitting the vital point.

Jian Yan rarely spoke like this because it was always a bit presumptuous. But this way of questioning could reduce the time the other party spent thinking and making up stories, making it easier to get the real answer.

"hatred."

When she heard his decisive answer, her heart skipped a beat and she was really surprised.

"you……"

I opened my mouth, but my throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton and I couldn't speak.

Tong Ruixiao smiled, his expression unchanged, "Are you asking me how I know?"

He lowered his eyelashes, and his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows in his eyes, covering up all his emotions, so calm that it was difficult to guess what was going on.

"I know something so obvious after all," he said softly, "It's easy to tell whether a child likes or dislikes a person. His hatred for me can't have any impact on me, nor can it change the relationship between the two of us. He can hate me if he wants to."

Keep silent about the reason.

Hate if you want to?

Jane thought in disgust, is this something a father should say?

His own child hates him, but he doesn't try to explain and resolve the conflict, but instead lets it go. I really don't know what he is thinking. This is no small matter!

A large part of Tong Huaimu's current gloomy personality is caused by Tong Ruixiao's indifference.

Moreover, if he chooses to commit suicide in the future, it will be inseparable from the support of his father Tong Ruixiao.

"Mr. Tong, may I ask you a question?"

He nodded, "Ask."

"Why would Xiao Mu hate you? Since you knew he had such wrong thoughts, why didn't you explain it to him as soon as possible? If you let him continue to misunderstand, it will lead to his psychological development being unhealthy."

"It's not a misunderstanding, it's indeed my fault. Apologies are useless, and explanations only make things worse." He cast his gaze toward the distant buildings outside the car window.

They are lined up like rows of fish, swimming along with the rapid movement of the car.

"When his mother was seriously ill, I was abroad discussing a project. When I rushed back, she had already passed away. I heard from Wang's mother that she insisted on seeing me before her last operation and refused to go into the operating room. But I didn't return, her operation was delayed, and she died during the operation."

The last long sigh gave Jane Yan goose bumps all over her body.

Maybe he described it so vividly that she seemed to be able to see the scene:

The woman lay on the hospital bed with a miserable face and red eyes. She asked her missing husband in a hoarse voice why he didn't come to see her. Her thin hands like bamboo poles burst out with great strength. She held the railing tightly and refused to enter the operating room.

She felt her scalp tingling and her heart aching just thinking about it, and she was speechless for a long time.

He finally managed to speak, his voice hoarse, "Is the project so important? More important than my wife's life?"

"I didn't know she was so serious all of a sudden, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to discuss the project in person."

He pressed his temples, and his head began to ache when he recalled the chaotic scene and the shrill screams.

"Besides, I had no feelings for her. We rarely met and had no communication. The hospital called me and said that the patient wanted to see me before going into the operating room. Although I didn't know why she did that, I immediately flew back to China."

"At the same time, I advised her to have the surgery first, and we could talk about anything after the surgery. The top doctors performed the surgery, and she could survive for a while after the successful pancreatic cancer removal surgery. But she refused. I don't know if she was unconscious, but she insisted that I go back."

"It's a long way to go, and a private plane would take four hours to fly. There's no time at all."

"But the surgery couldn't be delayed even for a second, so I had the doctor give her a sedative and push her into surgery. Unexpectedly, her emotions suddenly became intense, and several doctors were unable to hold her down, causing her to fall off the bed. Secondary hypertension caused a cerebral hemorrhage. She was rushed to the operating room, but she died despite failed rescue efforts."