Happy! The stepmother of a wealthy family will lie down and count money

Yu Jingmo raised his eyes again and noticed the burning gazes around him.

"..."

Lin Hui said to everyone, "Excuse me."

He took Yu Jingmo to the rest area on the side, and Lin Qingchuan followed behind with a normal expression.

It disappointed those who wanted to see the battle between the rich stepmother and stepson.

Yu Jingmo: "? Anything else?"

Lin Hui sent the person to the location, and then said, "It's okay, I'll come to see you later."

Only after seeing Yu Jingmo nodded did he turn around and go back.

Lin Qingchuan was also taken away, and Yu Jingmo finally had some free time.

She turned her eyes slightly, and saw that the marble table not far away was gradually filled with various desserts, and a sweet aroma mixed with a faint aroma of wine wafted over.

Yu Jingmo looked down at the fabric that fit tightly around his waist, then looked away with pain.

It turns out that beauty comes at a price!

In the end, she just took a glass of lychee juice and drank it while playing with her mobile phone. From time to time, she looked up and observed the people around her as a rest for her eyes.

She could feel eyes falling on her from time to time, but no one came over.

She sighed that what a realistic group of humans they were, while enjoying the quietness in her ears.

But this peace and quiet didn’t last long, as it was soon broken.

"Sister-in-law~"

Yu Jingmo took a sip of juice with an expressionless face.

Mo Rong took a few steps forward with a bright smile on his face, "Why are you sitting here alone? Where is Lin Hui?"

He was tripped up by something and just came down from upstairs. He looked around and didn't see Lin Hui, but saw Yu Jingmo, so he just came over.

Yu Jingmo turned her head and looked, but due to her limited vision, she didn't see anyone, "I'm not sure, maybe she went out to socialize."

Mo Rong expressed his understanding and did not ask any more questions. After chatting for a few minutes, he stood up and went to "socialize".

But Yu Jingmo's side could no longer return to its previous peace and quiet.

The ladies came in groups of two or three.

Yu Jingmo: “…”

It's no secret that Mo Rong has a good relationship with Lin Hui.

His voice, although not loud but not disguised, was naturally heard by the people nearby.

Yu Jingmo was forced to socialize for ten minutes, and finally the probing or flattering voices disappeared from his ears.

She rubbed her temple with her fingers.

To match the outfit, the stylist painted her hands with red nail polish.

For a moment, the three colors of red, white and black blended together, coupled with that beautiful and delicate face, showing a stunning visual effect.

The noises around gradually died down, and everyone looked over here.

But Yu Jingmo himself didn't feel anything. He put it down after rubbing it for a while and took another glass of juice.

"Miss Yu, why are you sitting here?"

Yu Jingmo looked up and saw Xu Linshan, who was wearing a white gauze dress, standing not far away, still with a gentle smile on her face.

There is no sign at all that she had parted ways unhappily on her own before.

Seeing that Yu Jingmo didn't say anything, she walked over and sat opposite him, "I mean, why isn't Miss Yu with Mr. Lin?"

Yu Jingmo raised his lips slightly, "Teacher Xu wants to talk to me about something?"

The smile on Xu Linshan's face paused for a moment, and then returned to normal the next second: "Nothing, just came to say hello."

"But I do have something to tell you about school. I thought Miss Yu and Mr. Lin would be together, so I wanted to tell you all at once."

Yu Jingmo responded calmly, "You can tell me now, I will pass it on."

Xu Linshan's eyes slid across that gorgeous and stunning face, and she clenched her fingertips. Just as she was about to speak, her eyes paused, and the smile on her lips became a little gentler, "Student Lin Qingchuan."

Yu Jingmo raised his eyebrows and turned around, only to see Lin Qingchuan coming over at some point.

Lin Qingchuan called Xu Linshan first, "Teacher Xu."

Then come over.

Yu Jingmo glanced at him sideways, "Why are you here?"

Lin Qingchuan took the lychee juice he had just picked up and handed it to Xu Linshan.

The other glass was just pure water, which was placed in front of him. "It's a bit noisy over there."

Yu Jingmo was also... not too surprised, but since Lin Qingchuan would be the successor in the future, he could only complain about the noise now.

Thinking of this, her eyes unconsciously showed a combination of sympathy and envy, which made people feel uncomfortable and frowned.

It’s a bit noisy, but it’s a lot of money!

Fortunately, there was someone present at this time.

"Thank you. Miss Yu, please drink it. I'm not very thirsty."

Xu Linshan's smile deepened, with an ambiguous meaning in her eyes. She picked up the glass of juice and was about to put it on the table in front of Yu Jingmo.

"Need not."

She was about to speak again, but suddenly realized that it was Lin Qingchuan who was speaking.

He was startled, and the curve of his lips slightly raised: "This is not good..."

Lin Qingchuan's voice sounded at the same time: "I'll go get another cup."

After saying that, he went over and got another glass of lychee juice, and moved the empty cup in front of Yu Jingmo.

Yu Jingmo praised, "It's not in vain..."

Lin Qingchuan looked at the two empty cups expressionlessly and said quickly: "Drink more, or you'll get acne."

Yu Jingmo choked, "Oh, unfilial son."

"..."

Xu Linshan looked at the scene opposite her, and the tips of her fingers holding the glass turned white.

Only then did she notice that the shallow layer at the bottom of the empty cup was also translucent white.

The juice that had made her so happy before now made her want to slip out of her hands.

She lowered her eyelashes to hide the uncontrollable gloom in her eyes.

Soon she raised her eyes again, with only gentleness in them, "Since Mr. Lin is still busy, I'll tell you now."

"There will be a city-level painting competition soon. I remember Xiaochuan studied painting for a while before. I can give it a try. If I win, the school will give me extra credits."

One of the important reference items for Shenghua’s scholarship is credits. Even though most students are not very interested in scholarships, they are inexplicably pursuing credits.

Generally, Shenghua students are willing to try any competition that can add credits and give them a chance to win prizes.

Yu Jingmo didn't know that Lin Qingchuan had studied painting, and looked at him in surprise.

Lin Qingchuan thought of the narcissus spirit with excellent overall structure that he had seen before, and inexplicably felt a little ashamed of showing off his skills in front of an expert: "...I only studied for about a year, and I am not interested in painting."

It seemed like an indirect but in fact direct rejection of Xu Linshan's suggestion.

Xu Linshan curled her lips and said, "Well, if you don't like it, forget it. I just came to ask because I saw that you draw well in class."

Just after she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and looked at Yu Jingmo and said, "By the way, I have been promoted to the high school department. Now I am an art teacher in the high school department, and I happen to teach Xiaochuan as well."

"Miss Yu, if you want to know about Xiaochuan's performance in school, you can contact me."

Yu Jingmo politely refused: "No, I can find the class teacher faster."

"..."