Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

"Huo Wang."

Jiang Ji was a little unhappy.

"Don't call me by my full name. It was your mother who asked you to take the picture."

Huo Wang had seen what happened online; it's not easy being a single mother. He wanted to help if he could. It wasn't a big deal.

It's just that I really dislike it when this kid keeps calling people by their full names. It's not like he goes to kindergarten like me.

"Oh."

Jiang Ji racked his brains and decided to trick Tie Dan into playing at his house from now on. His mother didn't really dislike dogs, and didn't even mind him bringing Mao Mao home.

As long as he can control Tie Dan and prevent it from rummaging around the house, he can avoid seeing Huo Wang.

Wang Xianghai politely greeted the owner of the repair shop. Then he turned around and took the young master home.

Following the boss's special instructions, he simply watched as the young master tidied himself up and went to his room to sleep. He then closed the door and went to the guest room.

Of course, after the young master returned home, Wang Xianghai also took photos and told the boss.

What is Mom doing now?

Jiang Ji lay on her small bed, holding her phone in both hands. The phone was on the chat interface with her mother, and her finger hovered over the video call option, but she didn't click on it.

"Will this disturb you?"

Jiang Ji pondered slowly. Her mother said she had urgent work matters to attend to, and those uncles said the same thing. She'd probably be very busy.

That's what they say on TV; if you're very busy at work, you might have to work all night.

Then you'll have chance encounters with all sorts of good-looking men or women.

Could someone take advantage of their mother being busy at work and spill coffee on her clothes while delivering food to her?

Jiang Ji bit her fingernails in a dilemma, unsure whether calling now would disturb her mother's sleep.

Call, or not call, or call… Jiang Ji was torn between these two conflicting thoughts.

Before he could finish his internal struggle, Jiang Zhuhua called him.

She had only slept for a short while when her alarm went off. She came to check if her son was asleep.

Jiang Ji couldn't help but smile, and quickly answered the phone, almost as soon as it rang.

"mom!"

The child's voice was clear and cheerful, its crispness instantly soothing away the day's fatigue. Jiang Zhuhua's brows relaxed.

"Hmm. It seems An'an has arrived home safely. I'm relieved."

Jiang Zhuhua spoke softly after seeing the familiar background in the room.

Then I listened to Jiang Ji talk about what happened at kindergarten. He still didn't like to talk to his kindergarten friends much, and he talked most about that silly dog.

Or they would sit in a corner of the kindergarten, listening to what the other children were talking about, or watching something on TV.

Jiang Zhuhua listened attentively, feeling that everything was looking up. Although Jiang Ji didn't interact with people her own age, she had her own interests and was slowly starting to learn to communicate with people other than herself.

We will eventually be able to take these steps.

"Mom, I learned lullabies at school. Shall I sing them for you?"

Jiang Ji held her phone, her eyes filled with barely concealed trepidation and anticipation. Jiang Zhuhua lay in the hotel bed and hummed in agreement.

"The moon is bright, the wind is still, and the leaves of the trees shade the window..."

It wasn't that song, "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby." Jiang Zhuhua had never heard of lullabies.

She only knew the song "Sleep, Sleep." But that didn't stop her from thinking Jiang Ji sang it well.

Lullabies didn't actually help Jiang Zhuhua fall asleep. She still chose to close her eyes and listen quietly.

Jiang Ji sang it several times. Finally, she softly said goodnight.

Jiang Zhuhua only opened his eyes and picked up the phone after there was no further response from the other end.

There was only dim light and soft breathing on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Ji was already asleep. At that moment, her heart ached and pounded. She had envied many people; everyone seemed to have someone to lull them to sleep, even the babies on TV had someone gently singing lullabies beside them.

But she didn't. Later, when she grew up and started working, she tried playing lullabies for herself, but she wasn't sleepy at all; it sounded more like noise.

It wasn't as melodious as I had imagined.

But on this night, lullabies seemed to have taken on a new meaning.

Jiang Zhuhua ignored the phone. He simply put it aside and went to sleep.

I slept without any dreams, but the physical fatigue gradually faded away with rest.

After figuring out the situation, Jiang Zhuhua called Xu Bin in the morning and asked him to go out and play badminton together.

Xu Bin doesn't have many hobbies, but playing badminton is one of them.

When serving and retrieving the shuttlecock, sometimes after a powerful shot, you can hear the shuttlecock making a slicing sound as it hits the air. A series of crackling sounds.

The two played for an hour or so before putting down their rackets. He Wei poured some warm water, which Jiang Zhuhua took and sipped gently.

"Mr. Xu's badminton skills are quite good."

Jiang Zhuhua crammed on the collaborations between the two companies last night and discovered that they didn't actually have much cooperation; in fact, they were somewhat competitors. Competition is normal within the same industry.

Xu Bin replied, "It's so-so. I'm getting old."

"I went to inquire about the investment our two companies made. They can't even spare a day for it?"

The script has already been finalized; it's not that it can't be changed, but rather that it's difficult to change, or that changes might alter the effect. Jiang Zhuhua asked, glancing at He Wei who was standing beside him.

"Xiao He, go get Mr. Xu a glass of water."

Jiang Zhuhua gave an instruction.

"I'm thinking of hosting a banquet at that park soon. Director Zhang is a young man with talent in the industry. It's not a big deal, I'm sure he can handle it. Why should we worry about it?"

Xu Bin simply smiled, took the warm water He Wei handed him, and nodded.

"Everyone wants to finish the project smoothly, after all, the investment is quite large. Any deviation will affect our profits."

There were no outsiders here, so it was convenient to talk if there were. Although Jiang Zhuhua had a gentle smile on his face, he was actually cursing this troublemaker a thousand times over in his heart.

"The main issue is that Director Zhang doesn't want things to go smoothly. People have emotions and desires, and President Jiang doesn't like those young men, does he?"

Xu Bin just smiled and slowly turned the teacup in his hand, looking much more sober than when he was drinking last night.

"We've both reached this level now, and there are plenty of willing participants. Why fixate on the unwilling one? What beauty could be more important than money?"

Jiang Zhuhua continued to persuade her. She had never been in a relationship and really didn't know what was so great about male or female beauty. Was it more important than the money she had in her hands?

Once you have money, as long as you don't do anything immoral, there will always be someone who can provide you with emotional support.

"Even a forced relationship can be sweet, and most importantly, I like it."