Dressed As the Villain’s Mother

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Facing the gazes of the two children, Si Tian felt for the first time how hard it was to ride a tiger.

She cast her eyes on Ji Jiangzhou, hoping that Ji Jiangzhou could say a few words, after all, Ji Jiangzhou was clear about the relationship between them.

What kind of touching and sincere love can a couple who sleep in separate rooms have.

But Ji Jiangzhou was also waiting for her answer, met her gaze, and even bent the corner of his lower lip, as if encouraging her to speak out.

Si Tian felt hopeless, the pigeon egg in her hand suddenly became a hot potato, Si Tian clenched it tightly, and the edges and corners of the box left shallow traces in her hand.

Si Tian cleared her throat, met the bright eyes of the two children, and said cheekily, "Yes."

You can't say in front of children that parents don't actually have any feelings.

But upon hearing her words, Ji Ning smiled and said to Ji Zhile: "Does Zhile know now?"

Ji Zhile nodded, and repeated what Ji Ningyi said: "Brother is right, Mom really loves Dad."

So I don't want to exchange delicious and fun eggs with him.

When Si Tian heard Ji Zhile seriously say these words in an immature and milky voice, she scratched her toes in embarrassment, wishing she could be deaf on the spot.

There was also Ji Jiangzhou sitting next to him, who looked like he was watching a play, and Si Tian didn't dare to look him in the eye, for fear of seeing something teasing from inside.

Wait, does Ji Jiangzhou think she really loves him? They even confessed their love on the spot in front of their children!

Si Tian was afraid of such a misunderstanding. She has no intention of resigning now. At least when she earns enough salary, her two children can live a life of carefree life. Divorce is also possible at that time.

Si Tian looked at the two children sitting on the side, and said, "Have Ning Yi and Zhi Le finished their homework today?"

Ashamed to say, as a mother, she didn't pay much attention to the studies of the two children. Ning Yi made people feel relieved, Zhile often didn't have homework.

Sure enough, Ji Ningyi said: "I have already finished writing at school."

Ji Zhile thought for a while and said, "The teacher didn't ask me to do my homework."

"Then go to the children's room and try your new gift now." Si Tian urged.

Ji Zhile is still not very willing, and wants to tell Si Tian about making money today, he thinks it is a big event, and he needs to tell everyone he likes.

But Ji Ning saw what Si Tian meant, held Ji Zhile's hand, and said, "Zhi Le, let's go paint together, we can try new brushes."

Ji Zhile was immediately moved by the persuasion, and ran to the children's room with a paintbrush.

"Mom, let's go." Ji Ning said as soon as he felt that his mother wanted to be alone with his father. He knew it. Other students in the class said that Mom and Dad always like to play and whisper together.

Ji Ningyi felt that he had to give his parents time and space to spend alone.

After the two children left, Si Tian breathed a sigh of relief, finally she didn't have to say anything against her will for fear of being misunderstood.

In the quiet environment, Si Tian bravely raised her head and looked directly at Ji Jiangzhou.

Ji Jiangzhou has a pair of good-looking eyes, the eyes are long, the eye sockets are deep, the brow bones are clear, the pupils are dark, and the inside is as quiet as a deep sea, which is very attractive.

"What's the matter?" he asked, his voice calm and pleasant.

This start was better than Si Tian expected, she took a deep breath, and said her heart in one go: "Don't get me wrong, I just said that because Ning Yi and Zhi Le are here, I know my position very well, don't worry .”

Si Tian stated her position clearly and loudly.

But Ji Jiangzhou frowned slightly, looked at Si Tian and asked, "What status do you know?"

Si Tian was stunned for a moment, thinking that Ji Jiangzhou really did not save face, she said: "We are just a superficial couple, I understand."

Ji Jiangzhou frowned even more: "What is a superficial couple?"

Seeing that he kept asking questions, Si Tian simply spread her hands and said plainly: "We have no feelings for each other, and we sleep in separate rooms. I understand all of this. You don't need to remind me again and again."

"No..." Ji Jiangzhou retorted, but for a while he didn't know what else to say besides these two words.

Although Si Tian's words seemed correct, Ji Jiangzhou found it harsh.

Si Tian blinked and looked puzzled: "Could it be that we have feelings?"

Ji Jiangzhou felt that he had been stabbed in the heart again, he opened his mouth slowly, trying to find something to prove: "We have known each other for more than a year before getting married, my parents like you very much, and you are willing to marry me , this is also considered emotion."

"I know." Si Tian replied quickly, "But you have no feelings for me, I will recognize my position."

"No..." Ji Jiangzhou frowned, but he didn't know how to say the rest of the words, and he didn't know what to say.

It turned out that he did not like Si Tian when he married Si Tian, ​​but he also thought that he would not like people. He confessed to Si Tian, ​​and Si Tian analyzed the advantages of marrying her for him.

Ji Jiangzhou also knew that Si Tian also didn't like him, and they were more like cooperating. It's just that in such a relationship, Ji Jiangzhou saw clearly in the past, but now he is not willing to be honest.

Si Tian has already taken the initiative to answer for him: "It's okay, I understand that you are under a lot of pressure, and I will not increase the pressure on you."

Si Tian once again tactfully stated her position, and then thoughtfully left Ji Jiangzhou her private space: "Then I'll go upstairs first, you should rest well, it's been hard work picking up the two children today, I believe that Ning Yi and Zhi Le passed by today I will definitely like you more as a father in the future."

Sitting downstairs alone, Ji Jiangzhou frowned, thinking about something, and fell into an unprecedented predicament.

Si Tian went upstairs and gave her answer 90 out of 100. She tried to think about the problem from Ji Jiangzhou's standpoint.

If she is as rich as Ji Jiangzhou, married again, and has two children. Although he has no relationship with his wife, but because his wife is knowledgeable, young and beautiful, he is willing to give her one million a month, after all, it is easy for her to make money.

Si Tian thought that her behavior just now was in line with a knowledgeable and interesting wife, so that would be fine, and she could continue this job.

In her previous life, she was able to fish while working, because she guessed the boss's thoughts well. Si Tian also has a serious job now.

Si Tian went to the children's room, intending to take care of the two children, but was shocked as soon as she opened the door.

A lot of paper was scattered on the floor, and there were only a few strokes on it, and Ji Zhile was lying on the table, biting his cheek to draw, and Ji Ning sat next to him to guide, saying: "Zhi Le, don't throw paper , change your hair to black."

Si Tian then understood that the co-authored place is Ji Zhile's waste paper.

"No, mother will be more beautiful like this." Ji Zhile's immature voice sounded.

Si Tian knew what Ji Zhile was drawing, and she felt relieved, but she didn't expect Ji Zhile to draw so many sheets of paper in order to make her look good, and suddenly a mother's love filled her heart.

Si Tian approached quietly, wanting to see how Ji Zhile described herself.

She was mentally prepared. After all, it is good for a three-and-a-half-year-old child to have such a heart. Drawing skills are not important, and it is acceptable to paint as a stick figure.

"Put another bow on Mom." Ji Zhile said while drawing with a purple brush on the notebook.

Hearing this sentence, Si Tian smiled knowingly, remembering the bow tie that Ji Zhile once drew for her, although it was a bit ugly, but it was a child's wish, so Si Tian kept it, but she never opened it to see it, she decided today You can review it tonight.

Walking to Ji Zhile's side, the two children were still unconscious. Ji Zhile was completely absorbed in painting, and Ji Ningyi was also helping him. The two cooperated very harmoniously.

Si Tian's heart was also warm, this overflow of maternal love stopped the second she saw the drawing paper.

Ji Zhile found her, turned her head and shouted in surprise: "Mom, you are here!"

"Look at what my brother and I drew of you." Ji Zhile raised the drawing paper excitedly.

Si Tian took a closer look at the person on the drawing paper, and she didn't know if she could call it a person...

Although I know that Ji Zhile is only three and a half years old, and his drawing skills should be very bad, but it's not that bad...

Is her head that big? Is it that short?

The deformed face can bear it, what's the matter with the pink hair? What is that black thing on her face, why is the bow bigger than her head? Why is the head thicker than the upper body?

Si Tian guessed that Ji Zhile didn't say anything, because everyone thought Ji Zhile was doing some magical creation.

Ji Zhile also asked her expectantly: "Is mom good-looking?"

Si Tian: "...um."

Ji Zhile blinked Bulling Bulling's big eyes, and asked shyly, "Mom, do you look like you?"

Si Tian: ...

She really couldn't answer in good conscience.

Ji Zhile said proudly: "My brother and I drew it together, and my brother is also very good at painting."

Ji Zhile pointed to his arm and said, "This brother drew it."

The arm is the only one that is better, at least it is not deformed, at least it is very slender, and it holds a flower in its hand, but just like this, the normal arm is attached to the abnormal person, making it even more terrifying.

Ji Ningyi can tell the difference between good and bad, and he can't persuade Zhile. Ji Zhile has his own aesthetics, but now facing Si Tian, ​​Ji Ningyi said: "I only drew a little, and the rest It was painted by Chiraku and has nothing to do with me."

In Ji Zhile's opinion, Ji Ningyi's separation of ties is very good, but he is a fair child, and he is determined not to take credit for his brother: "My brother also helped me change it, and my brother also drew a lot."

Ji Ning said: "Nothing, I only painted a little bit."

Si Tian touched Ji Ningyi's hair and said, "It's okay."

She knew that this was not the true level of the eldest son.

Ji Zhile happily gave Si Tian the painting, and asked, "Does Mom like it? The new paintbrush we used."

"Also, like it..." Si Tian's maternal love is not much left, and the lying at this moment is completely to protect the child's self-esteem.

Ji Zhile said shyly, "Then mom, let's hang this painting in the room."

Si Tian: "Huh?"

Ji Zhile said, "It's hanging on the wall in front of my mother's bed."

"Xiao Yuan's house also has photos like this." Ji Zhile discovered it when he went to play at Xiao Yuan's house, and the photos of Xiao Yuan's parents hung in the room.

But there was none in her mother's room, so Ji Zhile decided to let her hang up the pictures she drew generously.

Si Tian: "No need."

She thought she would have nightmares seeing this painting at night.

She decided to keep the young Ji Zhile's heart intact: "This picture was drawn by Zhile and Ning Yi. It is very precious to my mother, so my mother decided to put it in a box so that it would not be damaged. Hang it outside."

"Ning Yi, do you think it's okay?" Si Tian asked Ji Ning Yi who already had a normal person's aesthetic.

Ji Ning nodded of course: "Yes!"

Si Tian didn't ask Ji Zhile's opinion anymore: "That's how it is!"

Ji Zhile said in a daze, "Okay."

Although he still prefers to hang up.

Si Tian let out a sigh of relief, and decided to put this ugly thing together with the bow tie, and not let it see anyone again until Ji Zhile grows up.

When Ji Zhile grows up, let Ji Zhile take a look at his creations when he was a child, and then ask him if he still thinks it looks good.

Wait, what if Ji Zhile refuses to admit it in the future? After all, Ji Zhile was very good at cheating when he was a child.

Si Tian said: "Zhi Le is drawn by you yourself, and you will write your name on the book to prevent mistakes. Do you want to write your name on the painting?"

Ji Zhile nodded and did what he said, writing his name on the painting, and was still complacent.

He can write his own name, but it is a little distorted. Si Tian looked at it and said, "You can make another fingerprint, so that there will be no mistakes."

Ji Zhile's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Okay, okay!"