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

When the students heard that Jiang Zhiyan was going to treat them to a meal, they immediately became excited. For them, it wasn't the hot pot itself that was so special, but rather the joyful atmosphere of a group meal that they longed for.

When Jiang Yan'an said that everyone could choose what to eat, the group quickly started discussing. Then, they had Gu Shiqing hold up his homework book and stand next to the cameraman. The homework book had two big characters written on it: Hot Pot!

Jiang Yan'an looked at the eye-catching words "hot pot" and nodded vigorously. Then he said to Jiang Zhiyan on the other end of the phone, "Dad, we want to eat hot pot. Everyone wants to eat hot pot."

Jiang Zhiyan readily agreed on the other end of the phone, carefully reminding him to be careful, before hanging up. The paparazzi, who had been eagerly anticipating a juicy scoop, were furious at this sight and threw down their pens.

[I was so scared! I thought my favorite couple was going to fall apart.]

[Sister Yu's mouth is truly something else; a single sentence can stir up a storm. I almost rushed to Jiang's official account to hurl insults.]

I knew it! Sister Yu and her husband have a great relationship.

[Ha, that work devil is truly a tormenting devil. Every time I face it, I feel like all my energy and spirit are drained.]

Work (blowing smoke rings.jpg) is truly a love-hate relationship; I still can't live without it, or I'd starve (smoking.jpg)

[Hahaha, "will die" means starve to death? Hahahaha]

I'm craving hot pot too!

Looking at her excited classmates, Mo Jingyu jokingly said, "President Jiang is treating, and all you want to eat is hot pot?"

The students nodded in agreement, and Gu Shiqing chimed in, "Eating hot pot is so lively! Everyone sitting together is so much fun." Mo Jingyu nodded in deep agreement, and hearing this, she herself couldn't help but miss the hot, spicy, and fragrant taste of hot pot.

Mo Jingyu told the students to continue their training. After everyone had dispersed, Zhao Momo and Lin Yunyuan hurriedly brought the children over.

Zhao Momo looked anxious, her voice filled with worry, and asked urgently, "How are you? Are you alright?" Lin Yunyuan also looked worried and asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

Seeing this, Mo Jingyu quickly asked the two to sit down beside her and gently reassured them, "It's really nothing. If you don't believe me, look." As she spoke, she twirled lightly in front of them and said playfully, "See? I'm perfectly fine."

The two of them were slightly relieved. Li Ziang held Mo Jingyu's hand tightly and said earnestly, "Auntie, please sit down. You should rest after being frightened."

Su Nuohan also helped out, pulling Mo Jingyu to sit down. Jiang Yan'an, seeing this, quickly joined in as well. Mo Jingyu, watching this scene, was both touched and amused, saying, "You don't need to be so nervous, Auntie is really fine."

Several children squatted down in front of Mo Jingyu. Li Ziang looked up, his face flushed with anger, and said, "Who is this person? They're so mean! Auntie, have you found the bad guy yet?" The other two children nodded in agreement, their faces full of righteous indignation.

Looking at the little ones standing up for her, Mo Jingyu felt a warm glow in her heart, as if filled with sunshine. "No, it was the wind. Auntie didn't notice."

"Then Auntie, you must be more careful in the future," Su Nuohan reminded her seriously. Mo Jingyu nodded obediently, like a well-behaved student.

Just then, Mo Weiwei's voice came from above, "Sister, are you alright?" Mo Jingyu looked up and saw Mo Weiwei and Xie Yifan standing in front of her, panting. She smiled and replied, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Mo Weiwei wanted to maintain her usual persona and didn't openly show her concern. Xie Yifan, on the other hand, asked about what had happened with a worried expression, so Mo Jingyu had to repeat what she had just said.

"Sister, how could you be so careless? You have to be more careful in the future, and don't be as clumsy as before," Mo Weiwei said in a lecturing tone.

Hearing this tone, Zhao Momo instantly flew into a rage, her anger flaring up in an instant. Lin Yunyuan reacted quickly, grabbing Zhao Momo's clothes tightly, afraid that she would act impulsively.

Mo Jingyu told the children to go play with their older brothers and sisters first. After the children had all gone far away, she looked at Mo Weiwei helplessly and said, "How come you speak with such a fatherly tone at such a young age? I appreciate your concern, but this lecturing is really unnecessary."

“Exactly! If you don’t know how to care about people, then don’t care about them.” Zhao Momo chimed in angrily. Mo Weiwei responded in her usual soft and weak voice, “That’s not what I meant. I just hope that you won’t be so careless in the future.”

Mo Jingyu raised her hand and placed it in front of Mo Weiwei, interrupting her, saying, "I appreciate your concern, but let's not say anything else." Since Mo Jingyu had said that, Mo Weiwei finally shut her mouth.

I just don't understand why ordinary words of concern sound so uncomfortable coming from Mo Weiwei's mouth.

[Where does she feel unwell! Weiwei is clearly concerned about Mo Jingyu, why doesn't she appreciate it!]

Who would show concern for someone with a gloating smile on their face?

Indeed, when Mo Weiwei spoke earlier, she had a faint smile on her face, which looked like schadenfreude.

Mo Weiwei: I bet you cursed me with 99 years of love during my golden wedding anniversary!

Zhao Momo and Lin Yunyuan showed concern for Mo Jingyu for a while before returning home. Mo Weiwei also sensed that the atmosphere was off and tactfully left.

After that inexplicable and ridiculous turn of events, Mo Jingyu had lost all interest in playing. She was even a little scared, thinking that even if she were just standing there playing volleyball, she might get hit by a basketball flying from who-knows-where. Although the basketball court was far away, what if the "magic" of the plot was just too strong?

Just then, Xia Han walked over quickly with a stopwatch and said, "Sister Yu, we just tested the scores of the students who participated in the running event."

After saying that, he handed the stopwatch to Mo Jingyu. Mo Jingyu took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, class monitor, your 200-meter speed is too fast!" Hearing the praise, Xia Han smiled shyly and said, "We all chose the sports we are good at. Our class will definitely win first place in this sports meet."

Mo Jingyu waved her hand and said, "You don't need to put too much pressure on yourselves."

Xia Han's eyes remained firm, and he said in a strong tone, "No! We're going for first place, and we'll definitely avenge our previous defeat!" Looking at the fighting spirit burning in Xia Han's eyes, Mo Jingyu realized that the class's sense of collective honor was actually so strong, but why did it feel a bit like a chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur)?

Mo Jingyu continued reading and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Xu's 1500-meter time is amazing!" Xu Jiayu, who had just come to rest, blushed instantly upon hearing Mo Jingyu's praise.

Xu Jiayu: Hehe, my idol praised me!

"You guys should take a break first; there are still several days until the sports meet." Xia Han nodded after hearing this.