Dressed as the school's stepmother, creating a flying tyrant for the whole family

Chapter 182 Happy New Year
Ying Siyan knew that talking more would be useless.

Tsk.

The sour smell of love.

He decisively chose to go upstairs to order takeout.

Leave this table of "delicious food" for his father to enjoy.

Ying Huai Xu: "..."

Seeing that Ying Siyan had gone upstairs, Li Zhao took the opportunity to ask some questions that were not allowed in front of children.

"What happened to that person next?"

She was asking Ying Fangxu.

With that evidence, the deliberate murder of them must have been cleared up.

Mainly it was a matter of parents of children ten years ago.

"The matter is quite involved. I sent people to investigate that account. It is quite involved and involves relatively large evil forces in Country M. The matter may not end so easily."

"Evil forces?"

Ying Huaixu nodded lightly without explaining too much.

There were some things that he hid a little bit.

Over there at the Song Group...

It’s time to take care of it as soon as possible.

……

Late at night, the dew is heavy.

Ying Siyan didn't sleep very peacefully while lying on the bed.

In the dream, the fires and explosions he saw that night kept repeating, and thin beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

It was like a nightmare, haunting him for several nights.

The door to the room suddenly opened with a "click", and Ying Siyan woke up instantly on the bed.

He opened his eyes, and in the darkness, he saw a slender figure appearing at the door. He looked familiar, but a little sneaky.

is her?

What is she doing here so late?
Seeing that she was approaching, Ying Siyan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, wanting to see what she was going to do.

Li Zhao tiptoed in, stopped beside his bed, and took a closer look, his warm breath gently spraying on his face.

Ying Siyan almost lost his nerve and almost opened his eyes to reveal his secret.

He could easily feel that this woman was very close to him now!

The hands hidden in the quilt couldn't help but clenched the sheets tightly, and his body became stiff.

If it weren't for the fact that the room was dark and difficult to see, Li Zhao might have discovered that he was not asleep at all.

What on earth is she going to do? !

Just when he was about to lose his strength, the pillow he was lying on suddenly lifted up, and a bulging thing was stuffed under his pillow.

Then, a deliberately lowered voice sounded: "Happy New Year, kid."

At that moment, countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

brick? snake? Book? clothing?
Although he was curious, he still didn't open his eyes in a hurry.

It wasn't until I heard footsteps leaving gradually, the door was closed again, and the room was silent for a while that I opened my eyes and sat up.

One hand dug under the pillow, and the other hand reached to the bedside to get the phone.

Facing the light of the mobile phone screen, he saw that he took out a bulging red envelope from under the pillow.

Ying Siyan: "..."

Ying Siyan's expression was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect that the woman would stuff him a red envelope.

Before his parents passed away, he would get a red envelope every Chinese New Year.

But since his parents passed away, his father is not a person who pays attention to such things. He withdraws money from the bank at a fixed time every month, and the money every month is too much for him to spend.

But when he saw other children with red envelopes, even if the red envelope was only a thin one, it was nothing compared to the money his father transferred to him.

But he still couldn't help but be envious.

Because it is the love from mom and dad, not a cold number in the bank.

Unexpectedly, after several years, his first red envelope would be given by her.

An inexplicable emotion quietly spreads to the heart along the blood, and the warmth extends from the palm holding the red envelope to all the limbs, and the throat feels astringent.

He doesn't know how to express feelings, he didn't know how to express his feelings before, now and in the future.

But she always seemed to understand the softness beneath his sharp fangs. Understand his insincerity.

And never mind.

What a...

"A woman who is so kind that she is stupid..."

Ying Siyan pursed her lips, carefully placed the red envelope under the pillow, laid down, and closed her red eyes.

Stupid woman.

"Happy New Year."

-

Years later, everything seemed to be on track.

Ying Fangxu's matter was suppressed by Ying Huaixu and did not cause much trouble.

The relationship between the Ying Group and the Song Group has become increasingly undercurrent, but there has been no action because the two companies are still jointly organizing a design competition.

After all, it would not be good for either party if something happened at this time.

As soon as school started, Ying Siyan went back to school again.

Li Zhao drove his car and parked in front of Xijing College.

"We're here." She looked back at the boy who was playing with his mobile phone. "If you don't get out of the car, I will sell it to you."

Faced with her threat, the boy still put away his cell phone calmly, picked up his schoolbag and opened the car door.

Before getting off the bus, he turned back and added: "Remember to pick me up after school in the evening."

Li Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Why do you think of this princess as your driver?"

Ying Siyan ignored her, closed the car door and walked to school.

Watching his leaving figure, Li Zhao smiled and cursed, "You rude brat."

Drive away in the car.

BayLaurel's first clothing launch is still under preparation, and there are only three days left before the winners of the clothing competition are announced.

The winner list of this competition will not directly tell the participating designers the awards they have won. Only after they arrive at the scene, the host will announce the awards they won on the spot.

I heard that a lot of media were invited to build momentum this time.

As for which side's handwriting it is, it may be both.

But before that, she received an unexpected call.

"Hey."

The name is not displayed and I don’t know who is calling.

"Is it Miss Li?"

There was a woman's voice on the other end of the phone, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Li Zhao frowned and did not respond to her, but asked: "Who are you?"

"I am... Yujing's mother."

Li Zhao was stunned.

She never expected that it would be Ying Yujing's child's mother calling her.

For sending Ying Fangxu to prison, the only thing she felt a little guilty about was the child.

They left in a hurry that day and she didn't see him. She thought that the child would be very sad when he woke up and found out about it.

The child was still so young and his father went to jail first, which would definitely have an impact on his future life.

Li Zhao was silent for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Adhering to the belief that she was Yujing's mother, Pingduan developed some patience.

"Miss Li doesn't know when she will have time. Can we meet and chat?"

"...Okay, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, you can decide the location."

Li Zhao knew exactly what she would say when they met, but he still gave her this chance.

plead?

Playing the emotional card?

Do you want them to let Ying Fangxu go?
sure.

They agreed to let Ayan go if his dead parents were brought back to life.

If he couldn't do it, who had the right to forgive him on Ayan's behalf?
The person on the other end of the phone was not as surprised as expected, and his tone was very calm: "Okay, I will send you an address later. We will see you tomorrow."