I became DIO's vicious stepmother

The editor-in-chief of House looked like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone. After reading that part of the manuscript several times, he was still a little unbelievable.

But after all, the editor-in-chief of the publishing house has gone through a lot of wind and waves. He must have seen countless wonderful submissions, and soon finally recovered from the shock.

He looked at me cautiously and asked, "Ms. Brando... With all due respect, I have read your manuscript carefully, and there is no problem with the middle part, but the last part always feels a sense of separation from the original story. No, may I ask what is the significance of your arranging this plot?"

Does that need to be said?Of course, it was to cheat the manuscript fee for the number of words.

But this kind of big truth can't be said casually, so I found a reason that sounded plausible and replied.

"This is normal. Generally speaking, when the hero and heroine in a story go through all kinds of hardships and setbacks, until they confirm their relationship, readers' enthusiasm will begin to decline. At this time, new stimulation points are needed to retain the lost part. Passionate readers. In addition to allowing new villains to appear in the plot that interfere with the protagonists, it is also a good way to add a lot of sentimental descriptions.”

I began to talk eloquently, "When readers see the red heartbeat behind the provocative text, they will also start to think about why the Duke is like that, and wonder why the Duke has such a special habit, what is his sixty-degree shade? Come on, where will the relationship between the heroine and him go? In this way, hundreds of thousands of words can be written in the future, and the second part of the book can be arranged."

"Well, what you said makes sense..."

The editor-in-chief seemed to be convinced by my serious nonsense, and he compromised, "Then continue to look at the response first, and bring it to me after you finish writing the following content."

Then, as if he remembered something, he asked abruptly, "So what exactly is the duke's sixty-degree shadow? How did it come about?"

"It means that there are sixty shadows in the Duke's heart. The reason for the shadows is probably related to the experiences he received when he was a child... This involves spoilers, so we need to keep it secret for now." I replied with a guilty conscience.

How do I know this?Fifty Shades of Gray are all like nonsense, who remembers that!What's worse is that Duke Duke is ten degrees more than him. How can this be made up?If I knew it earlier, I would have reduced some numbers, but if it is lower than fifty, I feel that it is not enough...

Forget it when the time comes.

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to the follow-up. By the way, the heroine's sister Nancy was arranged to degenerate into a street girl after Mary and the Duke were together. She also contracted an illness and died. Is this part of the process a bit too much?" radical?"

"No, it's called what comes around, and believe me, readers love this."

I explained to House, "I have also read many published works. The authors are very tolerant to the villains who have harmed the protagonist, and generally arrange for them to repent or reconcile with the protagonist. Although the fate of the villain may not be good, but It’s not too bad. The evil deeds of those characters are not directly proportional to the punishment they received. The author himself may not think there is any problem, but from the reader’s perspective and perspective, it seems that there is a breath of evil that cannot be suppressed. Discharge, very unpleasant, only this kind of ending is worthy of the series of things she did to prevent the hero and heroine from being together. How disgusting the readers were at the beginning, how relieved they would be when they saw her ending. On the contrary, give it to my sister Only a good ending will cause dissatisfaction among the readers, don’t you think so?”

"I've never considered these things... Okay, I'm convinced by you." Editor-in-Chief House said with a headache, "Then let's write this first and see how the actual response is."

"No problem, then I will go back first, and I will give you a new bank account in a few days."

After I negotiated with the editor-in-chief of House, I left the publishing house.I feel that my whole body is very light, and it is the first time that I feel so good after time travel.

If it goes well, you don't have to worry about financial problems.Since sending Dior to charity school, I've reduced Mrs Sterling's housework to once a week.When Dior came back from school, of course he went to work.

It is impossible for me to help others with hygiene, even in this life.

But since today is so smooth, let's buy Dio a gift when we go back.

Although I am a vicious stepmother, I have to give a sweet date with a stick. On the surface, I must be a loving mother who cares about him.Otherwise, if the hatred value is full, he might kill me one day while I am sleeping, so GG.

What should I buy?If he buys food, he will poison his father's food all day long, so he will definitely be suspicious and dare not eat it.As for toys, he doesn't feel like he needs them either.Don't even think about expensive things, I won't buy them for him either.

After thinking about it for a long time, I think it is still necessary to proceed from pragmatism. What do children need most?The exercise book of course!

So I ran to the bookstore and bought him a whole set of Latin study guide books.

"..."

When Dior received my gift, his expression was rejection.

"...why did you give me this?"

He looked at the thick pile of Latin books that could have been used as bricks, and he couldn't help but look suspicious, as if he wanted to know what the hell I was thinking.

"Don't be too moved, it's all for your own good. Mom, I bought you study materials with the money I saved from a week's work."

I showed a kind smile and pretended to explain to Dio, "Although you can't learn anything in charity schools, you can't give up, Dio. Only learning is the only way to improve your class. One day you will definitely stand out and leave this poor man." area."

"..."

I don’t know what these words made Dio think of. He looked at me in surprise, then took the set of books without saying a word, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Dalio, who was sitting at the table eating, snorted disinterestedly when he heard what I said, complained that "it's a waste of money", and then took another gulp of spirits.

In Dalio's eyes, he doesn't care about his son's reading.In his opinion, this is a waste of money. Only after hearing that the charity school exempted Dior's tuition fees did he reluctantly agree to Dior's education.

Anyway, even if he is an antisocial personality, as long as his life is decent, he can still live in the society of ordinary people. It is better to give him some hope to see it.

Dior didn't say thank you to me, and I certainly didn't expect to.Before I came back, considering that Dior was cooking tonight, I deliberately ate out and came back full, and when I planned to continue writing the follow-up of the novel, Dior suddenly stopped me.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

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I stopped immediately and looked back at Dio.

This nasty little white-eyed wolf, I bought him a gift, does he still want to continue feeding me poisoned food?

The quality is really poor!But thinking that he still wants to poison his stepfather who kindly adopted him as his own son, and dove into the magpie's nest, his nature is so bad, and he doesn't think his current behavior is any strange.

OK, no problem.

Of course I would not let go of the opportunity to punish him, so I smiled and said, "Okay, what did Dior do at night?"

I came to the dining table and sat down, and saw that Dalio had almost eaten everything on his plate. Today’s routine also has a bowl of pumpkin soup, and Dalio also drank it all. I can’t see what Dior is doing. The food is poisoned.

Generally speaking, soup is the most suspicious, but after learning the lesson from last time, if he wants to poison me, he will probably poison me with other food.I vigilantly looked at the food on Dior's dinner plate. There must be no problem with what he ate himself, but it may be because I came back late, he also ate almost clean, only traces of tomato sauce can be seen , has no reference value.

"The wine tastes weird today, it smells sour... Tsk, I'm going to settle the score with the owner of the tavern..."

Dalio hiccupped and staggered back to his room with the bottle in hand.

After I sat at the table for a while, Dior finally brought the food and put it in front of me together with the fork.

"Father has a good appetite today. I've finished the soup, so I don't have your share. I'm sorry." Dio said, staring at me blankly.

The food on the plate was a whole tomato spaghetti, but the noodles were actually strips of dough cut out with a knife, mixed with tomato sauce, and looked a little sticky.

The problem is coming.

When he put on my face just now, did he secretly poison it?

I stared at the plate of food for a long time, thinking about how to get Dio to eat it.

After all, I was pretending to be stupid with him on the surface. I pretended not to know about his poisoning, and I couldn't let him know. Otherwise, he might be afraid of being exposed, and he would just tear down the cowshed and plot against me in advance.

After all, it is impossible to be on guard against him 24 hours a day, so how can we express a natural rejection of this food?

So after I thought about it, I frowned pretending to be disgusted, and said coquettishly, "Oh, is this tomato sour? I can't eat sour things."

"Not sour."

Dio replied briefly.

"Liar, there is no sour tomato, I hate tomatoes." I slowly curled my hair with my fingers, showing him a look that I didn't intend to move at all.

"Do you want to eat or not?"

Dio grew impatient with my attitude.

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You want to trick me into taking his poison, but are you too lazy to act?Bad review!

I scoffed in my heart, but on the surface I still looked like a typical vicious stepmother who made things difficult for my stepson. I shook my head and said, "It doesn't look delicious, I don't want to eat it, unless you take a few bites first and let me see. Your reaction will determine whether you want to try it or not."

"..."

Dio narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly stopped talking, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He was silent for a while, and the atmosphere in the room became extraordinarily weird.

"Then don't eat."

After he said something coldly, he took the plate full of tomato pasta away from me, turned and left the table.