Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, striving to raise the little villain

The summer sun heats up very quickly, and it gets very hot near noon. Mo Jingyu didn't want to run around in this sweltering heat, so she simply carried Jiang Yan'an back home.

Jiang Yan'an lay on Mo Jingyu's back, full of doubt, "Mom, we haven't finished our mission yet."

Mo Jingyu took the opportunity to educate, "An'an, remember, even when you work for someone else, you need to rest. We're basically working for a director now. How can a worker not rest? Otherwise, we'll have to sue the boss for abusing his employees."

Jiang Yan'an nodded obediently, then asked, "Then is Uncle Shi'an, who often accompanies Dad to work overtime, also considered to be abused?"

Jiang Zhiyan: Son, your dad has enough hats on his head, don't add any more, thank you.

Shi An: Waaaaah, Young Master An is so good QAQ, from now on, Young Master An will be number one in my heart.

Mo Jingyu outwardly suppressed a laugh, but inwardly she was overjoyed. This little guy's mouth was like a judge's gavel, each strike a crime.

Considering the live broadcast, she explained to Jiang Yan'an, "An'an, did your father pay Uncle Shi'an overtime pay? If he did, it doesn't count. It's people like the director who don't get overtime pay."

To the director who was inexplicably "labeled," I thank you for your gift (death smile.jpg).

[Hahahaha, someone like the director, hhhhh]

I won! I knew Sister Yu would beat the director!

[If any director could outmaneuver Sister Yu, they wouldn't have resorted to this last tactic.]

[You mindless fans of Mo Jingyu are wrong to use tools illegally, yet you still defend her.]

The director happened to see this comment and was quite pleased. He clicked on the homepage and saw that Mo Jingyu's fan light sticks were prominently displayed. Then he saw the new comment posted by this person.

[I am the one. Haters, don't try to find reasons to smear Sister Yu. I've already done it. The director didn't say I couldn't use her.]

[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter at Mo Jingyu's fans, they're doing all sorts of things!]

[Abstract Life]

Mo Jingyu carried Jiang Yan'an back to the starting point, and the director's multicolored face immediately came into view.

Mo Jingyu thought to herself: Good heavens, are they practicing face-changing here?

The director asked impatiently, "What are you doing back here! Have you finished your mission?"

Ignoring his expression, Mo Jingyu put Jiang Yan'an down, found a stool and sat down. "Director, look at the time. I can skip a meal, but An'an is only 4 years old. He's growing and can't go hungry."

As she spoke, she pulled Jiang Yan'an onto her lap, feigning a pitiful state as if her food had been withheld by a ruthless man, and apologized to Jiang Yan'an, "An'an, it's not that Mommy doesn't give you food, it's just that Mommy can't win against him." She then wiped away her crocodile tears.

Jiang Yan'an cooperated and complained to the director, "Uncle Director, my dad always pays people double their salary for working overtime. Uncle Director, you're not paying overtime, that's abuse!"

Mo Jingyu quietly looked up, turned her back to Jiang Yan'an, and gave the director a provocative smile.

The director was furious. "I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! I'm a good person!" He turned to look at his colleagues behind him, but they all avoided his gaze. He was so angry! It wasn't that he hadn't paid his shift fees; it was just that he hadn't paid as much as the Jiang family.

Finally, the director stopped Zhao Momo, who had just returned, and asked her to control Mo Jingyu's remarks.

Zhao Momo looked horrified and pointed to her face, asking, "Director, how can you be so sure I can control Jingyu? And how do you know I'll definitely be on your side?"

The director suddenly realized that the two were close, so he decisively gave up on asking for help and simply ignored them.

[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter! Director, you have a knack for finding talent; you always find the right people, hahaha]

[Hilarious! Were those production crew members in the background really avoiding eye contact? Hahahaha]

[If it were me, I'd also avoid it. Compared to President Jiang's overtime pay, the director's is insignificant.]

[Director: If I had President Jiang's wealth, would I still be here serving my ancestors?!]

[@Administrator, is it true that you get such high overtime pay?]

A moment later, golden bullet comments floated by:

Overtime pay varies for everyone, but it's always double the regular salary. What Young Master An'an was referring to is our CEO's special assistant; his salary is very high, and his position is second only to the boss.

[So, what about your salary, miss?]

I'm just a regular assistant, and the salary is pretty good. In addition to overtime pay, there's overtime allowance and holidays.

[Frog Fun, I want to go!]

[Just think about it, companies like Jiang's have high standards.]

We welcome everyone to apply; we have many positions available! (￣O￣)ノ

Later, during graduation season, many college students flocked to Jiang's office for interviews.

Zhao Momo understood that Mo Jingyu was arguing with the director about lunch, so she joined the "battle," saying, "Director, you wouldn't make money like this without a conscience, would you? Jingyu is right, no one should go hungry except the children."

Li Ziang and Jiang Yan'an squatted to the side, their big eyes blinking as they looked at the director.

Actually, the director had already prepared lunch, intending only to make things difficult for Mo Jingyu, but unexpectedly ended up getting himself into trouble.

"I never said I wouldn't provide meals, why are you all in such a hurry? It's not mealtime yet."

Mo Jingyu said speechlessly, "Then you should have said so earlier, instead of wasting my tears." After saying that, she exchanged a glance with Zhao Momo, shook her head helplessly, just like she felt helpless about a naughty child.

The director had someone bring out plain porridge, along with a small dish of side dishes.

Mo Jingyu's lips twitched, her eyes darted around, and she spoke to the director, "Director, I knew you wouldn't let the child eat this kind of unhealthy food, right, Momo?"

Zhao Momo nodded in agreement, "Yes, the director is such a good person, he even eats the nutritious stuff that's not good for adults."

Director: ...We shouldn't have messed with these two bastards.

He gritted his teeth and said, "No way! The kids will have something else, this is all you get!"

Seeing that the director was about to get angry, Mo Jingyu and Zhao Momo thought they shouldn't push this only easy target too hard and should stop when they could.

It feels like if you give the director a knife, he'll immediately start torture.

Forget knives, I think the director is about to dump the porridge on their heads!

When the others returned and saw that the food was different, they realized they had missed a major scene after hearing the director's explanation.

Feng Feifei was annoyed, and seeing Mo Jingyu steal the spotlight, she felt that not only had she failed to rise to the top by stepping on Mo Jingyu in the past two episodes, but she had also been suppressed instead. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she blurted out, "Jingyu, isn't it a bit unfair to make things so difficult for the director?"

Mo Jingyu had completely lost patience with Feng Feifei. This person wasn't very aggressive, but she was always causing trouble, like a fly that annoyed everyone. She retorted directly, "You're not the biological sister and you don't care about the child, but I'm the stepmother and I care about the child, so what?"

"You don't care because we're not related by blood, but I can't care because we're not related by blood either?! Why are you being so domineering!"

These two sentences were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, stunning everyone who heard them.

Feng Feifei was completely dumbfounded. Zhao Momo cautiously raised her hand and asked, "Jingyu, do you mean she's not Yuanyuan's biological sister?!"

Mo Jingyu ate the shrimp her son handed her and said leisurely, "Then let's ask her if she's too embarrassed to say it."

Feng Feifei stammered, "Jing... Jingyu, I'm Yuanyuan's older sister, what are you talking about?"

The comment section exploded instantly:

[Holy crap, what's going on?! What did Sister Yu say? Feng Feifei and Feng Yuanyuan aren't related by blood?!]

[Frog Fun, I remember Yuanyuan mentioned it before, but I forgot about it after the live stream ended.]

[If she's not Yuanyuan's biological sister, why is she able to take care of the child in place of Yuanyuan's mother?! Could it be...?]

I also think it's that kind of relationship.

[Don't spread rumors. Feng Yuanyuan only said that because she was angry with her sister. Mo Jingyu is spreading rumors.]

[Yuanyuan said her mother is gone, so what's wrong with her older sister bringing her along?]

[Leaving aside the issue of blood relations, Feng Feifei's attitude towards Feng Yuanyuan was very indifferent, or even unfriendly. If they were truly blood relatives, it would be impossible for her to treat her own sister badly in the absence of their mother.]

That makes sense.

The audience offered various analyses, ultimately pinning their hopes on Mo Jingyu's words. Mo Jingyu didn't want to waste any more words, at most reminding Yuanyuan to be careful.

This is really annoying. One female lead is enough trouble. She doesn't want to argue with a bunch of scholars. It's too tiring.

Just as she was about to be direct, Feng Yuanyuan spoke first, "She's not my sister!" Her voice was soft.

Feng Feifei, standing beside her, looked incredulous. "Yuanyuan, what are you saying! I'm your older sister! Don't let others try to sow discord between us."

Mo Weiwei remained silent. She had long since realized that Feng Feifei wasn't her biological sister, and speaking now would only lower her favorability. Her gaze towards Mo Jingyu was ruthless. Mo Jingyu had become too difficult to deal with; it seemed she would have to let those disgusting guys try their luck.