Transmigrated as the Stepmother of the Male Protagonist in a Campus Story

The day before the parent meeting, Zhou's family welcomed an "uninvited guest."

Of course, Jiang Jinjin thinks that maybe she is the only one who thinks so, because the person here is Zhou Yan's aunt.

It has been more than a week since I walked through. In order to survive, Jiang Jinjin has inquired about everything he can figure out clearly at this stage. Zhou Yan’s mother is named Zhong Fei, and Zhou Mingfeng is a college classmate. Zhong Fei has no siblings, so now At Zhou's house, she squeezed her posture, as if she was the mistress's short-haired woman, not Zhou Yan's real aunt.

"Although my cousin is rarely in China now, our Zhong family is not unpopulated." Zhong Jia sat on the sofa leisurely, and told her aunt who was standing not far behind Jiang Jinjin familiarly: "Sister Wang , Make me a cup of American, or the old taste, by the way, there should be brownies I like at home, right?"

Jiang Jinjin's thick skin on this person is really amazing.

However, it is still not as good as her.

Jiang Jinjin also sat down, lazily raised his hand to support his cheek, and said the most pretentious words: "Brownies? There is no more at home now. I am allergic to chocolate and let them throw them out."

Zhong Jia: "..."

Sister-in-law of the background board: …Mrs. You also ate a few pieces yesterday and praised the pastry chef for the first-rate craftsmanship.

Zhong Jia was really frustrated, but thinking of her identity, she tolerated it, but the next words were ironic, "Is that so? But A Yan likes to eat chocolate. When he was young, I used to say I took him to eat. I thought that after he had a new mother, there would be one more person in his life caring about him. I didn't expect that he would not even be able to eat chocolate at home now."

"Oh." Jiang Jinjin didn't lift his eyelids.

Zhong Jia now despise Jiang Jinjin in her heart, she really came from a small place, except for a face, nothing good, poor manners, no cultivation, and also narrow-minded, even can not tolerate chocolate, she really does not understand Zhou Mingfeng. What do you like about this woman?

Zhong Jia thought he was covering up very well, but Jiang Jinjin had read the whole novel and naturally knew that Zhong Jia had always coveted Zhou Mingfeng's ex-brother-in-law.

Jiang Jinjin remembered something, covered his mouth and laughed, looking very happy.

Zhong Jia looked unhappy: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you, why there are only bad things in my heart." Jiang Jinjin sighed. Since the other party wants to get acquainted with her and taunts her overtly and secretly, then she naturally can't be stage fright, she should be more self-conscious than the other party. "People’s tastes change. In fact, it’s not that Zhou Yan likes to eat. I haven’t seen him eat it before. You like it. What should you do? Even if you come here to run more often, It's not someone who lives here every day."

This means that, because the guests like to eat chocolate, so even if the host is allergic to it, it should be prepared every day, right?

Zhong Jia's face was faintly blue.

Jiang Jinjin hadn’t said enough, he sighed and said, "Although it's very embarrassing, but because you like me, I have to bear with you kindly and generously." The expression called Wang's wife, "Wang's wife, since the guests want to eat, just Let the pastry chef do a little bit, I’m okay. I’ll let Dr. Wang prescribe some anti-allergic medicine for me later, but it’s really not good. I can also go to the hospital for an infusion, it’s okay."

Everyone has a scale in his heart. Although Wang's wife is more familiar with Zhong Jia, she still hopes to have a better relationship with his wife in the future.

Zhong Jia is not Zhou Yan's real aunt, and even if he is, he is not the hostess of this family.

Wang's wife immediately said: "Okay, I will let people prepare, madam, you also have to pay attention to your health."

Jiang Jinjin smiled weakly as if he was allergic or sick: "It's okay, you can't wait for the guests."

Zhong Jia's chest rises and falls, but she endures it, "I am not a customer, I know more than you here. I still remember that when my sister and brother-in-law first bought this place, I was still in college and used to live here. There is also my room."

Jiang Jinjin nodded thoughtfully.

There was a moment of silence, and Zhong Jia thought that he had finally broken a round, and felt a little slow, but he heard the face-only straw bag on the opposite side say: "Which one is your room?"

Before Zhong Jia could reply, Jiang Jinjin asked the housekeeper in a clear voice, "Uncle Yang, Zhou Yan, his aunt said that there is her room here, which one is it?"

The butler gave Zhong Jia a surprised look, and replied: "It was a guest room before, but now it has been changed to a locker room for your cloakroom."

Everyone in Zhou's family, including Zhou Yan, could see Zhong Jia's thoughts.

Zhong Jia said that there is her room, which is really a touch porcelain, because it is a room, not only she has lived in, can't she sleep for a few nights, it will become her room, right?

Jiang Jinjin smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't even know. I was thinking about why the cloakroom is so big at home and I don't know how many things to buy to make it look less empty."

Zhong Jia: "..."

She was finally irritated. After the housekeeper and Wife Wang left, she lowered her voice and said, "Don't be too proud. Brother-in-law only has A Yan as a son. A Yan is sixteen years old this year. When he's an adult, it won't take long before he can go to the company to share the worries of his brother-in-law."

Step back and say, what if Jiang Jinjin becomes Zhou Mingfeng’s wife, Zhou Mingfeng has no shortage of sons, and even if she gets pregnant with the means, when that child reaches adulthood, this family and Zhou’s group will have long been It was already under Zhou Yan's control.

In this situation, what does this woman show off, what is she proud of.

Zhong Jia clenched his hand, and felt a little calm about Jiang Jinjin's miserable future.

Jiang Jinjin seemed to have failed to understand her explicit suggestion, and still asked curiously, "Brother-in-law? When did I become your sister?"

Zhong Fei and Zhou Mingfeng have no husband and wife relationship for a long time. What happened to the brother-in-law who made this deep affection?

Zhong Jia came here with dignity and pride, and returned home desperately defeated.

It's not that Zhong Jia can't speak but Jiang Jinjin can't be scolded, but Jiang Jinjin is now the hostess of this family, and in terms of identity, he has achieved an overwhelming victory.

Jiang Jinjin stood on the terrace watching Zhong Jia leave, but he was curious about Zhou Mingfeng.

It was really hard for her to imagine how an amateur, a man who was almost forty years old, would be so obsessed with Zhong Jia, could it be money? It doesn’t look like it. If it’s just money, Zhong Jia has been persistent for so long?

Anyway, the same thing was put on her, she would never like her cousin's ex-husband, that would have to be so charming to let people let go of this bottom line.

Regardless of whether it is before or after the book is worn, Jiang Jinjin is not a soft persimmon that anyone can handle. She doesn't bother to think about whether her words and deeds are inconsistent with the original owner, and then she endures everywhere. It is not her, and others doubt it. , Is there someone who can send her to the National Laboratory for sectioning? If she really wanted to have that ability, she wouldn't have to struggle, and she could just lie flat.

It may be that she won a rookie pecking contest during the day, and Jiang Jinjin specially asked the kitchen chef to serve her on skewers during dinner.

The reason why he didn't think about Shu in Zhoujiale was because the configuration here was too high, which made Tubaozi Jiang Jinjin feel the happiness experience brought by the ability of money. In addition to the professional pastry chefs in Zhou’s family, there are two Chinese chefs and one western chef. The main reason is that Zhou’s father and son eat Chinese food on weekdays. These two Chinese chefs are truly superb and seem to be omnipotent. The grilled cold noodles and hot and sour noodles she casually mentioned can also make a different taste. It retains the market taste of the roadside food, but the materials are unambiguous and even extravagant.

This wonderful taste made her almost think that she was wearing gourmet essays instead of campus romance essays.

When the skewers came up, Jiang Jinjin took a deep breath, picked up a bunch of shiitake mushrooms, and was about to eat gracefully when Zhou Yan came back.

Today is the second day of the mid-term exam. There is no late self-study at school, and it is normal for him to leave school early.

This time period... he shouldn't have dinner yet, right?

Jiang Jinjin just wanted to invite him to dinner together, but the words just came to his lips when he saw him whizzing upstairs like a tornado, and he didn't give her a chance to speak.

…

She didn't have to worry about Zhou Yan being hungry, he was sixteen years old, and there was an aunt butler at home, so she continued to enjoy the food unceremoniously.

Before she wears a book, Jiang Jinjin can be regarded as a beautiful woman who can compare her beauty with female stars. In terms of figure, she can also be called self-discipline. She eats very few foods such as hot and sour noodles on skewers. Occasionally, I will not eat too much. Beauty requires a certain price. After solving the skewers, she did not rush into a swimsuit—Yes, Zhou’s family has a swimming pool that she particularly likes. !

What she didn't know was that Zhou Yan was not in a good mood today, and she also planned to swim.

Both of them had this idea, but Zhou Yan was still a step slower. When he changed his swimming trunks and headed to the swimming pool, he saw the slippers on the edge of the pool and the bath towel on the lounger. He stopped immediately and hesitated for a second. Zhong, then turned and walked to the villa.

Swimming plan, stranded.

This swimming pool is actually owned by Zhou Yan. He has a slight habit of cleanliness. The housekeeper and servants of the villa will not go to the swimming pool. As for Zhou Mingfeng, it is rare to stay at home for a few days a month. Impossible to go swimming...

Zhou Mingfeng has been married for a month. This is the first time Zhou Yan has truly realized that there is an extra person in the family.

A person he often sees, her appearance means that the swimming pool is no longer his exclusive.

In a sense, Zhou Yan was very open-minded. After he realized this, he didn't feel sad.

Maybe it's because this person... isn't annoying for the time being.

The next day, Jiang Jinjin got up early in the morning to dress up.

She has never participated in a parent-teacher conference. She didn’t know what style would be appropriate to appear. In trouble, she brought Wang’s wife to the cloakroom to help her as a reference. It took almost half an hour to choose, and Jiang Jinjin changed into a set. Cheongsam worn through.

Wang Sao had already been dazzled, and she could add adjective compliments in the front, but she would only say "good-looking" and "very good" in the back.

But when Jiang Jinjin opened the curtain and came out, Wang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiang Jinjin's figure is very good. He looks thin, but it is not flat. There is no ambiguity about what should be expected. Cheongsam is a test of a person's figure, not just thin. This cheongsam with white background and begonia flowers is made of excellent materials. It is worn on Jiang Jinjin. I don’t know whether she made the cheongsam beautiful or the cheongsam made her. In short, Wang Sao, a woman over forty years old, is amazed. "Madam, you look so good in cheongsam, and I have never seen anyone more suitable for cheongsam than you!"

What is a slender waist grip.

What a smile is so beautiful.

Just look at Jiang Jinjin.

Jiang Jinjin was also very satisfied, and took photos in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, "That's it!"

Just as Jiang Jinjin rushed to school in front of the 450,000 yuan he was about to get, Assistant Liu, who was working in the company, received a call from Zhou Mingfeng.

On the phone, Zhou Mingfeng's voice was as flat and low as ever: "What time is Ayan's parent meeting?"

Assistant Liu was amazed, "At ten o'clock, Mr. Zhou, have you come back early?"

Zhou Mingfeng said "Yes".

Assistant Liu was afraid that Zhou Mingfeng had forgotten, and also reminded the class. On the phone, he always felt that there was something important that he had forgotten, but he couldn’t remember it even if he died. Zhou Mingfeng is a person who never likes to waste time. It’s important. When the information is about to arrive, it is naturally impossible to talk to his assistant on the phone. A phone call lasts thirty-two seconds.

After Assistant Liu hung up, after another ten minutes, he finally remembered what he had forgotten!

Ah, the wife of the parent-teacher conference is here too!