Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Liu Duan was walking back and forth in the spacious and bright living room, his cell phone seemed to be glued to his ear. He had just answered a call, and before he could catch his breath, the phone rang again.

He frowned slightly, his face full of surprise and confusion: "Oh, who leaked this news? We just confirmed it, why does it feel like everyone in the world knows it now?"

He shook his head helplessly, and as if he thought of something happy, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly. It was such a complex and wonderful emotion that even he himself could not tell whether he should be happy or helpless.

Fengli, on the other hand, was lazily curled up on the sofa, his eyes fixed on his mobile phone. The WeChat notification tone was like a naughty one-year-old elf, but it did not appear despite his expectation.

But just as she thought of this, the familiar ringtone rang out, and then one after another. The rhythm was like repeated and jumping happy little notes. It should have been pleasing, but she had no heart to appreciate it at this moment.

She looked helplessly at Liu Duan who was also busy, and said loudly: "Who spread this? We have just started this matter, and they all know about it. This speed is too fast!"

Liu Duan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered a treasure in the dark, and he shouted, "The Internet! It must be the Internet!"

The two of them seemed to be suddenly injected with infinite power and immediately took action.

They hurriedly opened Douyin, swiped the screen quickly, searching for relevant information with their eyes like scanners, and then quickly opened Kuaishou to look for clues in the various videos and comments.

Next is Xiaohongshu. That page full of fashion and lifestyle has only one goal in their eyes at this moment.

Toutiao was not to be missed either, as various news and push notifications flashed before their eager eyes; Sohu's pages were also flipped through by them.

Weibo is the focus of attention, and they have not missed any topics or hot searches.

Even the circle of friends is not spared, and check carefully to see if there are any suspicious activities.

Fortunately, they found posters with different names on these platforms.

After some careful checking, it was discovered that this mysterious person had posted their news online before 7pm.

"Who is this person?" The two asked in unison, then looked at each other, and as if they were suddenly enlightened, they said in unison: "Oh! I know, it's Qin Yi!"

And in that small villa on the outskirts of the city that looks like a paradise, an absurd yet interesting drama is being played out.

Ruan Qingshu had just returned from the celebration banquet for Gao Zhan's birth of a son. The resentment was like a lit fuse, burning and crackling in her chest and could not be dissipated.

Her heart and eyes were filled with disgust towards Tao Bin. In her opinion, Tao Bin's ordinary appearance was simply a shame to her.

Especially when compared with those handsome men and beautiful women at the banquet, she felt like a joke, as if everyone was secretly laughing at her for finding such an ugly partner, which dealt a great blow to her self-esteem.

At this moment, in the garden of the villa, Tao Bin was acting as a slave in primitive society according to Ruan Qingshu's strange request.

He was shirtless, his bronze skin glowing under the light, and every muscle trembled slightly with his movements, as if expressing his helplessness.

An apron carefully woven from leaves was casually tied around the waist. The edges of the leaves were a little jagged, as if they had just been picked from the tree and were uncarved.

His face was covered with colorful paint, red like fire, blue like the sky, green like grass...all kinds of colors intertwined together.

His eyes were painted so thin that only a thin slit remained, but he still tried to keep them open, trying to show the humility that a slave should have.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was embarrassed by his funny appearance, but he did not dare to disobey Ruan Qingshu's order.

He hunched over, his steps slow and heavy. Every step seemed to use up all his strength, as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his back.

He was holding a glass bottle full of juice. The glass bottle was crystal clear, reflecting charming light in the sun. The juice inside was attractive in color, as if it was filled with ruby-like liquid.

His hands were shaking slightly as he held the glass bottle carefully, afraid that a drop would spill.

He walked towards Ruan Qingshu with humble steps, step by step, taking every step carefully, as if he was afraid to disturb this "Her Majesty the Queen".

When he came in front of Ruan Qingshu, he knelt down on one knee with a "thump". His movement was a bit clumsy, and his knee made a dull sound when it hit the ground.

He lowered his head, his forehead almost touching the ground, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, your juice is here." The voice was a little hoarse with a hint of flattery and flattery due to nervousness.

Ruan Qingshu glanced at him with disdain in her eyes. She held out the cup in her hand and said arrogantly, "Fill it up!"

Tao Bin hurriedly picked up the glass bottle. His hands were shaking a little, causing the glass bottle to make a slight "ding-dong" sound when it touched the cup.

He carefully poured the juice into the cup. The juice slowly flowed into the cup, making a slight sound. His eyes were fixed on the cup, not daring to slack off.

Ruan Qingshu took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. The sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth, making her hum with satisfaction.

Just as she was about to get up and move around, her legs, which were a little bloated due to pregnancy, stretched out and placed directly on Tao Bin's left shoulder.

Tao Bin was stunned at first, then quickly used both hands to hold her legs firmly. His palms were large and warm, with slightly bent fingers, tightly fitting her legs, as if they were the most precious treasure in the world.

A flattering smile appeared on his face, but it was a little stiff, with the corners of his mouth barely raised, trying to hide his inner helplessness.

Without saying a word, Tao Bin obediently put down the things in his hands, took the cup from her hand first, and then gently placed the cup and the glass bottle on the ground, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a fragile treasure.

Then he stretched out his hands, gently lifted her legs, and gave her a deliberately exaggerated kiss.

His lips touched her leg lightly, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately returned to his humble look, like a loyal servant trying to please his master.

Ruan Qingshu immediately yelled in annoyance: "I am the queen and you are a good servant. How dare you take advantage of me? Drag me out and chop me off!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing through the garden.

Tao Bin said with a smile: "Queen, Queen, please don't chop, don't chop. Who will massage your legs if you chop?"

His face was filled with smiles, which contained both flattery and a hint of roguery.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were narrowed into slits, revealing a row of white teeth, and the paint on his face peeled off a little as his muscles trembled, making him look even funnier.