Quick Wear: The Villain's Spoiled Little Beauty

On the first day of school, the Rong family got up early.

The morning sunlight shines through the oversized floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, sprinkling onto the luxurious European-style sofa.

From a distance, it looks like it is covered with a layer of hazy and beautiful light gauze.

The entrance of the villa.

Song Jiaojiao stood next to Butler Mu, and watched them get into the car with moist eyes reluctantly.

She waved to the people in the car window.

"Oh..." Jiaojiao sighed. It was another day when she couldn't go out.

Seeing her lost look, Butler Mu smiled on his amiable face and suggested:

"Miss, if you are bored, why not go sit in the backyard? The artificial lake has been renovated. A few days ago, a batch of cultivated water lilies were transplanted. Now they are in full bloom."

Water lily..., Jiaojiao thought about it.

Finally, I moved to the backyard, and sure enough, the pink and white, and yellow and white water lily petals and stamens were blooming vigorously. Each flower was exquisitely matched, and the blooming appearance looked like a beautiful lotus lantern.

The graceful water lilies float on the lake, blooming so beautifully that one can't help but admire them.

The servants set out fruits and snacks in the shade, and Song Jiaojiao was feeling very relaxed.

She lay in the rocking chair, enjoying the flowers and the breeze very comfortably, and she accidentally fell asleep while looking at the flowers.

I woke up again at noon, with a thin layer of sweat on my face.

"Jiaojiao is awake, how do you feel? Are you dizzy?"

A familiar voice came from the side. Jiaojiao lifted the thin blanket covering her body, rubbed her eyes and looked over: "Mom, you're back"

I saw Rong's mother wearing sunglasses and sitting elegantly under a parasol by the lake.

She held a bag of fish feed in her hand and sprinkled some into the water from time to time.

"I came back a long time ago. You've been sitting here for a long time. I came to see how long the little pig will sleep. Girl, aren't you afraid of catching a cold lying outside?" Mrs. Rong's voice was still gentle, and her tone was full of doting.

"I'm not a little pig, the sun is warm outside, it's comfortable to sleep on"

Song Jiaojiao stood up, walked over in two or three steps, put her arms around Rong's mother's neck and said coquettishly: "Mom, I'm hungry."

"You said you were not a piglet, but you are looking for food right after waking up."

Madam Rong clapped Jiaojiao's hands and joked with a smile.

"Mother!!"

"Okay, okay, mom bought your favorite little cake and put it in the refrigerator. Eat some of it first and don't eat too much, because lunch will be coming soon."

"I know. Thank you, Mom. You are so nice."

Jiaojiao did not hesitate to say those words that would make Rong's mother happy.

Hearing her daughter's praise, Mrs. Rong was both helpless and sweet.

Rong's father was eating at the company and the boy went to school, so it was just the mother and daughter who had lunch together.

Mrs. Rong followed her unshakable habit and went back to her room for a nap after lunch.

[Host... The villain's blackening value is only 40% left. What are our plans next? ]

Liuliu has been addicted to surfing the Internet recently. He was full of energy after watching an inspirational movie.

Song Jiaojiao also felt that it was not a good idea to waste time like this every day. When she thought about the mission, she found it difficult to come up with a good plan for a while.

[We could meet every day when the boss was on vacation, but now that he's at school, we can only meet twice a day. How can I get rid of this evil value?!] She lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling, and sighed.

[Liuliu, can you analyze what the boss likes? ]

The scrolling data is a bit annoying.

[Host, the villain has been treated badly since he can remember, so it is inevitable that he is more sensitive. Even if he is adopted, his previous memories cannot be forgotten just because he wants to. We have to take it slow and not be too hasty. The most important thing is to make him feel cared for.]

Listening to Liuliu's analysis, Song Jiaojiao frowned, feeling cared for....?

This really stumped her. She had never tried so hard to guess someone's thoughts and emotions before.

Send care...Send care...Well, I got it.

Jiaojiao's waist was soft and she turned over and stood up and climbed up.

She walked quickly towards the Rong family's kitchen in her home shoes. When she was almost at the door, a maid in a white chef's uniform came out and was stunned for a moment when she saw Jiaojiao.

"Why are you in the kitchen, Miss?"

This was the first time in all these years that Aunt Liu saw her young lady at the kitchen door.

When she saw the person she was looking for, Song Jiaojiao walked over with a smile and called out "Auntie Liu" in a sweet voice.

"I just happened to come looking for you and you came out."

Aunt Liu wiped her wet hands with a cloth, her eyes full of warmth and love, and asked in doubt: "What's the matter, Miss? Do you want to eat peach cake?"

That is Jiaojiao’s favorite flavor of cake.

Aunt Liu is a servant that Madam Rong brought from her mother's home. Not only is she an excellent pastry-maker, but she is also very easy to get along with. She has watched Rong Jiaojiao grow up.

In her heart, she had long regarded the young lady as half a daughter.

Song Jiaojiao shook her head: "Aunt Liu, please teach me how to make a cake. I want to learn."

[Host, are you learning this to feed the villains?] Liu Liu was puzzled.

[Smart, you want to show your concern, I made this cake myself, maybe the boss will be so touched that his dark value will drop sharply.]

So that's how it is. Liu Liu turned his electronic brain to think about it and thought it was worth a try.

【Come on, host】

Aunt Liu was surprised, "Miss, why do you suddenly want to learn how to make cakes?"

"Aunt Liu like this, isn't elder brother Yuan starting school today? I want to give him a school opening gift, so you can teach me a simple one." Jiaojiao didn't know her level in this area.

She was afraid that she would not be able to show it off if she did not do well. If she learned something simple, it should not be too difficult.

So that’s how it is, Aunt Liu smiled.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to make a simple one. Master Lu Yuan will definitely be very happy when he sees it when he comes back in the evening."

Song Jiaojiao smiled and thought, as long as I'm happy, I just want to make the boss happy.

The Rong family's kitchen is clean and bright because the servants clean it on time every day.

It was past dinner time and the chefs were not around.

Aunt Liu was preparing the ingredients for making the cake, explaining them to Jiaojiao as she went along. Her movements were very familiar, and she deliberately slowed down the steps.

Song Jiaojiao stayed in the kitchen the whole afternoon.

During this time, Rong's mother, who had just woken up from her lunch break, also came.

When she learned that it was a back-to-school gift prepared for Xiao Yuan, she actually wanted to participate.

Now, the kitchen became lively. Aunt Liu and Rong's mother had been together for more than ten years, and they had many topics to talk about.

Song Jiaojiao stared at the details intently, afraid of making a mistake in any step.

At this moment she is decorating the cake with small flowers.

The shape is a bit weird, but it's barely acceptable. The hand is not steady enough, and the four words "Learning never ends" are written crookedly.

"Oh, it's beautiful, Jiaojiao writes so well," Mrs. Rong was very supportive.

The smile on her face never faded, and her gentle eyes were full of encouragement and praise.

"That's right, miss, you are amazing for your first time decorating flowers. This is what young people on the Internet call talent. Miss, you really have talent."

At this time, Aunt Liu also came over and joined the group of praise.

The two of them praised each other one sentence at a time, if not for their rationality, Jiaojiao would really be flattered by the praise.

She looked at the not-so-attractive creamy white cake on the table, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

I almost believed what they said.