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

Two hours later, Mo Jingyu finally finished dealing with the matter. A wave of exhaustion washed over her. She rubbed her temples and decided to take a hot bath to relax.

Turning her head, she saw that Jiang Zhiyan had already finished showering and gone to bed. Mo Jingyu couldn't help but be curious. Could this legendary domineering CEO really get sleepy? In her memory, the domineering CEOs in novels seemed to be plagued by insomnia, or they worked until three or four in the morning and only slept two or three hours a day. With that kind of schedule, it would be strange if they didn't die young.

In Mo Jingyu's eyes, Jiang Zhiyan seemed more like an ordinary person, with a regular daily routine, a stable temper, and no strange illnesses or quirks that were hard to understand. As she thought to herself, she unconsciously walked to the bedside.

The warm yellow light gently shone down, softening Jiang Zhiyan's usually sharp features. Mo Jingyu watched quietly, lost in thought for a while before snapping out of it. A blush crept onto her face, and she hurriedly headed towards the bathroom.

As soon as the bathroom door slammed shut, Jiang Zhiyan slowly opened his eyes, staring straight at the closed door. His ears felt slightly hot, and his heart began to beat faster uncontrollably. From the moment Mo Jingyu squatted by the bedside to look at him, he could no longer suppress this strange feeling.

Jiang Zhiyan: Does she... also need a psychologist?

After taking a shower, Mo Jingyu quietly climbed into bed, being very careful the whole time, and occasionally stealing glances at Jiang Zhiyan, afraid of waking him up.

One side of the bed dipped slightly, and Jiang Zhiyan caught a faint floral scent—the smell of shower gel from the bathroom. The scent lingered around his nose, making him feel a little distracted. The thought that the two of them were wearing the same fragrance made his face burn even hotter.

In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a few gentle rays. Mo Jingyu slowly woke up, instinctively wanting to stretch, but felt something blocking her movement. She groggily opened her eyes, and Jiang Zhiyan's face instantly came into view; the two were so close they could feel each other's breath.

Mo Jingyu's gaze drifted uncontrollably downwards, first passing over the prominent Adam's apple, then the strong lines of the collarbone... and finally settling on the neatly buttoned pajamas.

Mo Jingyu: What a pity, I thought I'd see abs, hehe.

Mo Jingyu quickly sat up, only to realize that she had unknowingly fallen asleep next to Jiang Zhiyan. She hadn't expected to be such a restless sleeper. Embarrassed, she shrank back a little, then got up and hurried to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, Jiang Zhiyan had also woken up. The two looked at each other, both feeling a little awkward. They simply said good morning, and Mo Jingyu went downstairs first.

Downstairs, Jiang's mother was sitting elegantly in the living room, sipping coffee, while Jiang Yan'an was nestled obediently beside her, reading a book. Mo Jingyu greeted her politely, and Jiang's mother nodded slightly in response. She glanced casually behind Mo Jingyu and said softly, "Breakfast is ready. Just ask Aunt He to bring it up." Mo Jingyu nodded obediently.

As they walked towards the restaurant, Jiang Yan'an followed like a little tail, tugging at Mo Jingyu's arm and shaking it, then looked up and asked, "Mom, can you come to class with me today?" After Mo Jingyu sat down, she asked curiously, "What class are you taking today?"

Jiang Yan'an's eyes sparkled as she answered crisply, "I have horseback riding lessons in the morning and painting lessons in the afternoon." Mo Jingyu was genuinely surprised. Such a young child already learning horseback riding; no wonder people say that children from wealthy families are all multi-talented when they grow up.

She thought for a moment and replied, "I can do it in the morning, but I have work in the afternoon, so I won't be able to spend time with you." Jiang Yan'an was satisfied with the answer and happily replied, "Okay!"

Jiang Zhiyan only came downstairs after Mo Jingyu's breakfast was served. When Jiang's mother saw this, she couldn't help but tease, "Oh, you got up so late today." Jiang Zhiyan looked up at the time and realized that it was indeed much later than usual.

When he woke up in the morning, he saw Mo Jingyu clinging to him like a kitten. The girl's skin had a healthy glow, her face was fair with a rosy tint, and her lips were moist and full. He couldn't bear to move his mischievous hands away, and even had the thought of going back to sleep.

Therefore, Jiang Zhiyan clearly felt the burning gaze that Mo Jingyu gave him after waking up.

After greeting the two people in the restaurant, Jiang Zhiyan left without even having breakfast. Shi An, the special assistant who arrived at the office early, stared at the empty office and fell into deep thought: Where did the boss go today?

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Jingyu accompanied Jiang Yan'an to his equestrian lesson. The equestrian instructor was an older man with an exaggeratedly muscular build and a serious, unsmiling face. Just looking at him, Mo Jingyu felt that this man could punch her to death.

Jiang Yan'an greeted the coach. Mo Jingyu thought the coach would respond with a cold face, but to her surprise, the coach gave her a bright smile, greeted Jiang Yan'an warmly, and nodded to Mo Jingyu as well.

The sudden smile on that serious, rigid face sent a chill down Mo Jingyu's spine; it was like a scene from an epic horror movie.

"Hello, Coach," Mo Jingyu replied, forcing a smile. The coach asked warmly, "Is Madam here to have class with Young Master An'an today?"

Mo Jingyu quickly waved her hand, "No, no, I mainly focus on companionship."

Jiang Yan'an immediately grabbed Mo Jingyu's clothes, tilted her head up and pleaded, "Mom, learn with me, okay?" No one could resist Jiang Yan'an's cute little face, and Mo Jingyu was no exception.

In the end, Mo Jingyu accompanied Jiang Yan'an for two laps. When she dismounted, Mo Jingyu felt a sharp pain in her inner thigh, and the numbness quickly spread.

Although she was only led around slowly by the coach for two laps, after those two laps, Mo Jingyu felt like she had been jolted back to her hometown.

She couldn't help but think to herself: "As expected, this is an event for the rich; ordinary people like me can't participate."

For the second half of the class, Mo Jingyu simply sat to the side and watched. Every time Jiang Yan'an passed by her, she would start her crazy "rainbow fart" mode, while massaging her sore thighs at the same time.

At lunchtime, Jiang's mother listened to Mo Jingyu's vivid description of her horseback riding experience and laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Hahahaha, right? Once, your father and I went horseback riding together, and I felt so uncomfortable from the bumpy ride that I didn't want to ride anymore. But your father thought I was just shy. Goodness, when I got home that day, my thigh muscles were so sore they felt like they weren't even mine anymore."

Mo Jingyu nodded frantically, vowing never to experience it again.

In the afternoon, Mo Jingyu had planned to experience what it's like to be a parent taking their child to school, but when she learned that the art class was being held at home, she had no choice but to abandon her plans and drive to the company.

Along the way, she encountered many colleagues who greeted her, some familiar and some unfamiliar. Mo Jingyu felt more and more keenly the importance of status in the entertainment industry.

As I approached Mei Lan's office, before even entering, I heard arguing coming from inside. "I said, from now on, Mo Jingyu will be under Lin Yan's care."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingyu rolled her eyes dramatically. She flung open the door and demanded, "Who are you handing me over to?"