Transmigrated into a wealthy family's stepmother, I raised the villain into a sweet child.

After buying the sports watch, Jinxi took Zanzan for a stroll in the mall and bought herself two sets of sportswear.

They went home, and lunch was already prepared in the kitchen. Jinxi has a Chinese palate and loves spicy food. When the chef posted the menu in the group chat today, Jinxi's mouth was already watering.

When Zhou Yanqian sat down at the table, his pupils widened slightly as he looked at the table full of spicy dishes.

Is this woman trying to spicier him to death?

Zhou Yanqian has a bad stomach; if he eats this spicy food, it could kill him without him even realizing it.

Jinxi naturally didn't miss Zanzan's expression, and she asked, "Do you feel particularly hungry?"

Zan Zan remained silent.

Just then, the kitchen started serving dishes again, this time including cola chicken wings, sweet and sour pork ribs, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which kids would love.

Jinxi nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, all our dishes are ready, let's eat, baby."

Zhou Yanqian looked at the children's dishes in front of him, slightly puzzled.

Are you trying to spiciness him to death?

Why is this woman eating with such relish?

And they ate without even changing their expression.

Zhou Yanqian was genuinely puzzled. In his memory, this woman was extremely health-conscious, and she would never even glance at something so oily, salty, and spicy.

Could it be that he misremembered?

After all, it had been more than 20 years since they last ate at the same table.

Jinxi didn't notice Zanzan's gaze because she was already moved by what she was eating.

What a delicious "staff meal"!

The last time she ate such delicious Sichuan food was when her parents were alive. They all had strong stomachs for spicy food, and the two of them were excellent Sichuan cooks. Every time Jinxi went to school, this was the food she missed the most.

To ensure she could taste the flavors of home, even though she lived at school, he would occasionally ride his electric scooter to deliver spicy beef, spicy chicken feet, and other snacks that keep well.

Jinxi chewed on braised prawns, but couldn't help thinking about it.

If her parents were here, she would not only have a high-paying job, but it would also be very easy for her!

Her annual salary is enough for her parents to open a hundred martial arts schools, allowing them to become rising martial arts masters! They can live a life of luxury!

Jinxi blinked, suppressing the thoughts in her eyes. When she looked up again, she had returned to normal, but she didn't expect to catch a little brat peeking at her.

"You can't eat it yet." Jinxi thought Zanzan was craving her food, so she patiently said, "You're still a little kid, eating this will hurt your stomach. When you're a little older, you can eat spicy food with me."

She picked up the serving chopsticks and put some ribs in Zan Zan's bowl: "Eat more, children need to eat more to grow tall."

After saying that, she put down the serving chopsticks and continued to wholeheartedly fight for the food.

Zhou Yanqian stared at the ribs in his bowl, his lips pressed tightly together, his feelings a complex mix.

The consequence of this binge eating was that Jinxi ate until she was stuffed.

She slumped on the sofa, her usually flat stomach now showing a slight bulge. Burp, so full!

Just then, Butler Zhao came over and whispered, "Aunt Wang has brought some things, and her grandson has come with her."

When Jinxi returned, she told Butler Zhao about Aunt Wang's matter. She nodded and looked around, then asked, "Where's Zanzan?"

Butler Zhao said, "I've had someone take the young master upstairs for his afternoon nap."

Jinxi nodded: "Okay, let her in."

Butler Zhao agreed and let Aunt Wang into the villa.

As soon as Aunt Wang entered the yard, she saw that her belongings had been cleared out and placed in a corner, waiting for her to take them.

She gritted her teeth, seemingly unable to believe that Jinxi would really let her go.

Upon entering the living room, I saw Jinxi sitting on the sofa.

This wasn't Yao Yao's first time here. As soon as he came in, he planned to go upstairs to play with the little bastard's toys, but this time his hand was held tightly by his grandmother.

He was somewhat displeased; he had come today to beat that bastard to a pulp!

But when he saw Jinxi sitting on the sofa, he became a little scared. He hadn't forgotten what the aunt had said earlier that she was going to call the police.

What a good and bad adult.

Aunt Wang placed the assembled model on the coffee table: "Madam..."

Jinxi nodded and opened the outer packaging, revealing a model airplane.

She couldn't tell what kind of airplane model it was, but just by looking at the level of detail, she knew it was extremely valuable. Moreover, the wings of the airplane were adorned with the words "Thumbs Up" written in gold ink in a flamboyant style.

It's clear that the person who gave this airplane model a gift put a lot of thought into it.

The novel doesn't mention the airplane model, but only says that a special object was destroyed, becoming Zhou Yanqian's most secret regret.

Thank goodness, thank goodness it was saved.

Jin Xizai carefully inspected the items for a while, and only after confirming that there was no damage did she feel completely relieved.

She instructed the maid to put the model airplane back in Zan Zan's room, and repeatedly told her to put it away properly.

After everything was arranged, Jinxi looked at Aunt Wang and Yaoyao beside her, who looked resentful.

Jinxi withdrew her gaze and said succinctly, "You're fired."

Aunt Wang quickly said, "Madam, we were in the wrong today. Please forgive me for all the years I've worked for the Zhou family..."

"It's only because you've been with the Zhou family for so many years that we haven't made a fuss about it." Jinxi looked at Aunt Wang: "Or do you want the Zhou family to make a fuss?"

Of course not.

But Aunt Wang was unwilling to give up. She looked around to make sure no one was getting close before lowering her voice and threateningly saying, "Madam, I did all this for you. Aren't you afraid that if you fire me, I'll expose what you did to the young master?"

"What did I do to him? Do you have any evidence?" Jin Xi's expression remained unchanged: "Do you know the consequences of spreading rumors and slander?"

Aunt Wang angrily retorted, "You gave me two thousand yuan before!"

"That's just a reward for your good work," Jinxi said indifferently. "If you keep acting so unreasonably, I'll have security throw you out."

The original owner of this body was actually quite gentle and soft-hearted. Regardless of what happened later, her initiative to propose to Zhou Linxu was probably the boldest thing she had ever done in her twenty-odd years.

She hated Zan Zan, but she did so very discreetly in the early stages, fearing that someone would have a hold on her. Later, it was Zan Zan who set her up, which is how the original owner of this body exposed her actions.

Jinxi once again thanked the god of fate; thankfully she dressed up early, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to extricate herself from the situation.

Aunt Wang was genuinely panicked because what Jinxi said was true. She had never explicitly stated or hinted at anything; at most, she had tacitly approved and indulged it. Once investigated thoroughly, they could only find that it was Jinxi who was behind it.

Aunt Wang's hands and feet were cold at this moment. She didn't dare to think about it. If what she did to the young master was discovered, she would definitely suffer a terrible fate.

She didn't dare say anything more at this moment, and hurriedly left with Yao Yao.

Yao Yao was a little confused. Just as he was about to say something, his grandmother covered his mouth and half-dragged him away.

After seeing Aunt Wang off, Jinxi felt a weight lifted from her heart.

I wish everything would go this smoothly from now on!

She stood up, stretched her body, and felt a little sleepy.

Since it was still early, she went upstairs, intending to take a short nap.

After she left, Butler Zhao pulled out a chair and sat down, watching the elevator go up.

After thinking it over, I decided to report what happened today to my boss.

After waiting for quite a while, the other party finally replied with a brief three-word message.

[Boss A: Got it.]