Jiang Yue glanced at her son, who seemed to be quite well-behaved.
He will destroy the world in the future.
What does it have to do with her?
Jiang Yue looked at the pink and jade-shaped little boy in front of him. He was fair and tender, with a pretty little face. He just lowered his eyelashes and couldn't tell what he was thinking.
The system watched helplessly as the bad-tempered Princess looked condescendingly at the villain in the plot.
Kindly remind her.
[You beat and scold him frequently, often pinch and beat him behind your husband's back, torture him mentally, and starve him. 】
[This is the big villain! When you grow up, you will be tortured into something different! 】
[It’s still too late to remedy the situation. 】
Jiang Yue listened as if he hadn't heard anything.
She picked up the tea cup in front of her, took a sip of tea, and waved to the child, "Come here."
Zhou Zhengchu's eyelashes trembled and he silently clenched his little hands.
He has become accustomed to the beatings and scoldings from his mother, and is ready to face the violent storm. He is very tolerant, and it will pass after he endures it, and the pain will not hurt anymore.
Can't cry.
Can't bark.
Can't be wronged.
Otherwise she would pinch him harder.
She doesn't love him at all.
Although Zhou Zhengchu sometimes couldn't help but miss his mother's warm embrace, and although he still wanted her love, he also knew that it was all a luxury.
His mother only used him.
The child took two steps forward obediently.
Jiang Yue looked him up and down. At only four or five years old, he was able to show off his expression and couldn't tell anything.
She was just about to speak.
The servants on the side stood in front of the young master tremblingly, fearing that the madam would be in a bad mood and start torturing the young master again.
"Madam, dinner is almost ready."
"knew."
"The young master just came back from school. I'm afraid he's hungry."
"I won't starve to death if I eat later."
When the servant heard this, he immediately didn't dare to say any more, for fear that he would say the wrong thing and make the lady angry.
The young master is also pitiful.
His biological mother used him as a tool to consolidate his status. Even so, the servant felt that the young master still longed for maternal love.
Every time the wife plays the role of a loving mother in front of the husband, the young master is willing to be held in the arms of the wife obediently. His arms can't help but hug his mother's neck, and he can't bear to let go.
Jiang Yue walked up to the child and looked down at him. She squatted down, her eyes were level with his, and looking into the child's dark eyes, she asked directly: "You hate me?"
system:……
System: Take hemp within hemp.
Zhou Zhengchu lowered his eyelashes, shook his head, and said in a sweet voice, "I don't hate it."
Jiang Yue believed it for now, but whether a child hates it or not has nothing to do with her.
She just has the temper of a rich young lady and cannot change it.
It's harder to keep her down than to kill her.
She didn't know how the original person treated the child, but she had no interest in raising children. For the sake of the future, she could only force herself to be nice to him.
Zhou Zhengchu thought his mother would scold him again, but the violent storm he imagined did not come.
Being so close, he could smell the fragrance of his mother.
It has a light aroma and smells good, he likes it very much.
The child dared not say anything, neither did he dare to express his love for her, nor did he dare to say that he liked his mother's unique fragrance.
He is a child who does not please his mother.
"Okay, let's eat."
Jiang Yue said lazily, with a condescending attitude as if he was giving alms.
Zhou Zhengchu was slightly surprised. He had already prepared to go hungry, thinking that his mother would not allow him to eat tonight. Being hungry was something he was used to.
He was cautious and well-behaved: "Mom, is that okay?"
The child is so well-behaved that it's a bit heartbreaking.
Even having a meal requires my mother's permission.
"Of course, you don't have to eat it if you don't want to."
"Thought."
At the dinner table, mother and son had nothing to say.
It was impossible for Jiang Yue to take the initiative to care about his life in the kindergarten, nor to take the initiative to inquire about his welfare. She couldn't do such a thing.
After dinner, Jiang Yue didn't care about her son anymore.
Anyway, the male owner of this family seems to be quite wealthy. Although it is not as prosperous and wealthy as her princess's house, this house can still be lived in.
There are servants at home to take care of the children, so she doesn't have to worry about them.
The sky is getting darker and the night is thicker.
But her son was a little clingy and actually brought his kindergarten homework to her and asked her to check and sign it.
Of course Jiang Yue couldn't understand anything.
She was unfamiliar with even holding a pen to write.
After thinking for a while, Yang Yangsha wrote his name in ancient Chinese.
Zhou Zhengchu put away his homework. After a while, he asked quietly: "Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?"
The system started to play tricks on Jiang Yue's mind again.
This voice follows him like a shadow.
【Promise him! 】
【Hurry up and promise him! 】
[Hurry up and nod! Increase your son's favorability! 】
Jiang Yue didn't like sharing the same bed with others. She didn't even think about it and rejected him without hesitation in her son's expectant eyes: "Of course not."
She called the servant and seemed impatient: "Take the young master back."
Zhou Zhengchu lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat disappointed.
It turns out that his mother still doesn't love him.
Jiang Yue didn't sleep well that night.
She dreamed that she was back in the dynasty, but she was not the noble little princess who could dominate, but had been married to the regent.
On the wedding night, the moment the hijab was lifted.
She saw a familiar face. The regent looked exactly like her current husband.
Then, Jiang Yue was frightened and woke up.
What an unlucky dream.
Jiang Yue woke up very late, and went downstairs slowly without changing into her silk nightgown.
The servants prepared breakfast early and served the young lady carefully.
Jiang Yue is not just a noble lady who only enjoys the life of a wealthy family. She also has a job as a host on a provincial TV station.
I haven’t acted like a monster in a few days.
The plastic little sisters from the wealthy circle couldn't help but come in front of her to stir up trouble again.
The messages on my phone never stop flowing.
The news in the ladies’ group was buzzing.
"Yueyue, have you seen today's news?"
"Your Mr. Zhou seems to have been very close to a beautiful female student from the School of Communication recently."
"Be careful if there is a fire in the backyard. Your status is not guaranteed. I have seen this kind of little bitch a lot."
"Yes, yes, but we can't just let it go."
How could these people really feel sorry for her?
They all deliberately fanned the flames in front of this idiot, hoping that she would question Zhou Ji, make Zhou Ji unhappy, and then dump her severely.
I have long been dissatisfied with Jiang Yue's showy and high-profile personality.
Such a bad and stupid bastard can live a good life, what is this if not the sky has no eyes?
Jiang Yue still likes playing with gadgets like mobile phones.
When she saw the messages posted by people in the group, she felt a little happy. She wished her husband could raise more people outside so that he wouldn't have time to be unhappy in front of her.
Jiang Yue has just learned to type, and his speed is very slow: "It's pretty good."
In order to make herself appear more approachable, Jiang Yue also learned to use cute emojis:
"I wish them a happy marriage."
"(*^▽^*)."
