Transmigrated As The Stepmother Of The Male Protagonist In A Campus Story

in really didn't know Zhou Mingfeng's preferences.

Zhou Mingfeng laughed, the setting sun outside the window refracted in, and it happened to shine on his face.

Zhou Mingfeng rarely eats at home.
Sometimes it is rare to eat at home once a month.
When the housekeeper saw him come back, he hurriedly asked the kitchen to add some more dishes.
During dinner, Jiang Jinjin came to the dining room and glanced at the dining table and was shocked.
Today's dishes are too much, they are basically the specifications of other people's New Year's Eve dinners.

In the dining room, the housekeeper and the aunt consciously left space for this strange family of three after finishing their work.

The rectangular solid wood dining table, three people each occupy one side.

If there is only Zhou Mingfeng here, then Jiang Jinjin seems to be in a good mood, maybe she will look for topics to stir up the atmosphere, but now, facing the father and son at the same time, she just wants to shut up and have a good meal.
As an outsider, she can see that this father and son has many problems and may be in a contradictory period that all parent-child families will experience – parents do not understand their children, and children do not understand their parents, so they can only do it oppositely.

This is a war that may be as long as a few years or as short as a few months, and in the end there will always be a winner.

But no matter what, it has nothing to do with her.
She is not too idle to get involved, and she has self-knowledge.
Even if she tries her best to be a good stepmother, she still has to see whether the children can buy it.

This kind of hard work, unpleasant loss, even if it looks like a mother and child for a while, but at an important juncture, she is still an outsider's difficult mode…
She really doesn't want to challenge.

When Jiang Jinjin was full of thoughts on her favorite ribs, she only heard Zhou Mingfeng ask slowly: “You called Assistant Liu and said you want to find a job?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Jinjin was stunned and raised her head to make sure that she had heard it right.
The person who answered it was really Zhou Yan.

What's the matter, he is looking for a job? Isn't he a minor, isn't he still in school?

Which one is this singing?

Zhou Mingfeng's father was not surprised by her, he was as calm as a god, “Are you willing to work at the company as a porter?”

Zhou Yan nodded, “Yes.”

Jiang Jinjin looked at Zhou Mingfeng, then at Zhou Yan, “…”

Porter? What the hell?

“Assistant Liu should have told you that Weimei Company is a food branch under my name.
The address is remote and the scale is small.
Even the manager in charge has never seen me.” Zhou Mingfeng paused, “Neither does he know you.
You will just be a porter when you go, no one will protect you.”

As expected, Zhou Yan was not a retreat performer.
Even after hearing this, he didn't mean to retreat.
On the contrary, he seemed to have aroused fighting spirit and said: “I don't need others to cover me, and I don't need others to know me.
.”

All in all, this porter, he is determined!

When Zhou Mingfeng heard this, he didn't feel angry.
Instead, he tasted the asparagus with great interest.

When Zhou Yan almost couldn't help asking, “Just say it's okay”, he finally reluctantly opened his mouth, and said quietly: “The porter job is very hard and he does physical work.
The salary is not what you imagined.
It's so high, it's not as expensive as you can go out for a meal with your friends.”

 

“So what?!” Zhou Yan couldn't hear this.

“Do you think I must not be able to bear this pain?”

Zhou Yan had been looking for a job during this period, but he was a minor, and other bosses did not dare to use him easily, and he was almost fooled.

After thinking about it, he thought of Assistant Liu.

“What do you want to do?” Zhou Mingfeng looked at him, “Lack of money?”

“I think about it.
It is your obligation to raise me before the age of eighteen.
You will not spend a penny on me after the age of eighteen.” Zhou Yan pursed his lips and said seriously, “I start working now, and there is still university tuition.
I will settle the cost of living by myself.”

“What's the point?” Zhou Mingfeng asked, “Are you planning to sever our father-son relationship with me after the age of eighteen?”

Jiang Jinjin was surprised, is this what she can hear?

Did the father and son treat her as air?

Shouldn't this kind of remarks be left for when there are only two of them?

“No.” Zhou Yan said, “I just want to support myself and rely on myself in the future.”

A boy of 16 or 7 years old had hardly suffered any setbacks.
He suddenly noticed that his aura and self-confidence were all given by his parents.
Even if he was a good father, he had to build on his father's creation.

How could he accept this?

Therefore, the best solution he can think of is to support himself as an adult and no longer rely on his parents.

Seeing that Zhou Mingfeng had no response, Zhou Yan added, “I don't want anything at home.”

Jiang Jinjin: “?”

Where does this fool come from.

You don't want money from your family…
after all, he hasn't been beaten by the society.

Does this kid know how much money his daddy has?

She is an outsider who is feeling pains for his utterly utterly utterance.

Zhou Mingfeng nodded calmly: “Okay.”

Jiang Jinjin: “???”

Does your Zhou family discuss property and such major events so casually?

Although shocked by Zhou Yan's sudden second grade, Jiang Jinjin didn't take this conversation too seriously.
The relationship between parents and children is too complicated.
Today Zhou Yan boasts that he doesn't need a penny at home when he grows up.
A few years later, he knows how difficult it is to make money, and he loses his memory every minute.
He has never said this.
Is Zhou Mingfeng going to remind? Moreover, Zhou Mingfeng does not look like the top ten good people who will donate all his property back to the society in the future, so his money and his family business are naturally left to Zhou Yan.

Not leave it to Zhou Yan but leave it to her? Even if she drinks a few more glasses, she doesn't dare to have such a daydream.

Zhou Yan was obviously choked.
It seemed that he didn't expect that his rhetoric would only be exchanged for a “good” that was so plain that it couldn't be more plain…

Jiang Jinjin could see that Zhou Yan was depressed again, and he left the dining room without saying a word before he even finished the rice in the bowl.

Zhou Mingfeng may not be as calm as he showed.
If you really don't care, why bother to get off work so early, and why bother to look at the phone in the room like an old cadre after dinner?

She pretended to inadvertently sat on the sofa next to him and chatted with him, “Are you really going to let Zhou Yan be a porter? It has been very hot recently.”

Zhou Mingfeng looked a little tired, took off his glasses and gently wiped the lenses, “Let him go if he wants.”

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Jinjin.

Jiang Jinjin didn't see how he took off his glasses, especially when he was so close.

He has a typical peachy eyes and a tall nose.
If he was young, he would have had a certain charm.
The handsome air is on the surface.
Now this pair of eyes, whether they are smiling or not smiling, are all saying different kinds of “this is a man with a story” feeling.

Not all men will be mature, even some men in their forties and fifties, in terms of mind and self-control, can't compare to even a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

A man's maturity is not only about appearance, but also about his mind and experience.

These precious experiences polished the man in front of him into his present gentle and elegant appearance.

At the moment he took off his glasses and Jiang Jinjin stared at him, unexpectedly there was an illusion that he would unconsciously indulge in his eyes.

If her concentration is a little bit weak, if her emotional experience is not so rich, maybe she will be attracted by this man.