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

Actually, the two of them, one big and one small, never made up.

After returning to his room, Zhou Yanqian couldn't find anything to pass the time. He was too small, and slapping that vicious woman felt like tickling her.

Moreover, that woman was like a madwoman, and she was incredibly strong; I was no match for her at all.

As a future CEO, Zhou Yanqian is actually very quick-witted.

Since he couldn't do anything right now, he conserved his energy and tried to find an opportunity to completely subdue that woman.

But now, time seems to be stretched out indefinitely, making it unbearable.

Originally, his life consisted of work and...

Zhou Yanqian paused for a moment, realizing that when he was three years old, his life was completely occupied by work.

After taking revenge on those ants, his life became dull and tasteless. His mind was filled with a lot of work, which prevented him from feeling the boundless... loneliness.

But he's only three years old right now. If he were to rush to the company, he probably wouldn't even be allowed to get through the gate.

Well, it seems like he can get in. With his current height, the security system won't give him a warning.

Zhou Yanqian also considered the vulnerabilities of the security system and realized that it needed to be more comprehensive in the future.

I thought about these random ideas for a while, and when I checked the time, only five minutes had passed.

So he swaggered into the man's study, fumbled around for a while before finally finding a workbook. It looked like it was from the man's high school days. The handwriting was completely different from what he had seen before, but the strokes were exactly the same as those on the airplane model.

But no matter what, he thought it was just as ugly!

Zhou Yanqian angrily scribbled on the draft paper, his hand too small at the moment. The pen seemed to have a soul, and the words he wrote were crooked and messy, lacking any of the domineering demeanor he would have when he grew up.

Perhaps he was too focused on things, because he didn't even notice that Jinxi had come in as well.

Jinxi thought for a long time downstairs and remembered that at noon today, the kitchen staff said that they would bake small cakes for afternoon tea.

So she used the opportunity to make amends, bringing a freshly baked cake to the temple.

She searched downstairs but couldn't find him. It was only after the maid reminded her that he was upstairs that she ran up to the study on the second floor and saw him.

The study door was not closed, but open. The study was clean and tidy, and the little boy Zan Zan was lying on the desk, holding a pen and writing or drawing something with a serious expression.

Children at this stage are interested in everything, and Jinxi, standing at the door, felt a little soft-hearted.

How can this child be so cute and well-behaved? Even when he's angry, he just runs to the study to draw.

She took out her phone, turned off the sound, and carefully recorded a short video, as well as taking a few personal photos.

After admiring the cakes, Jinxi took them inside.

Zhou Yanqian heard the sound, but he just raised his head, glanced at it indifferently, and then lowered his head to write and draw again.

Jinxi gently placed the small cake beside him, and was about to speak when she suddenly noticed something.

When they realized what was happening, their eyes widened in surprise.

Wow, you're actually doing math problems!

In that instant, a whole bunch of famous scenes from the novel "The Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Genius Hacker" flooded Jinxi's mind.

However, after reading the draft paper, she calmed down. Sigh, what genius hacker is this three and a half years old?

A baby is a baby.

He's drawing on the draft paper with a pen.

She thought for a moment, then gently reminded her, "Baby, would you like to learn to write your own name?"

Zhou Yanqian did not answer, but continued to struggle with his pen.

Jinxi said, "Could you give me a chance? I want to teach you how to write your name."

Zhou Yanqian turned to look at her: "It's noisy."

Jinxi asked, "Can the baby write the character '吵' (chǎo)? Shall I teach you?"

Although she said that, Jinxi's body had already instinctively stood beside him.

Jinxi tentatively reached out and grasped Zanzan's very small hand, not daring to use much force, and guided his hand to write the three characters "Zhou Yanqian" stroke by stroke.

Then I helped him write the character "赞赞" and the character "吵".

After she finished writing, Jinxi praised, "Baby, you're so great! You can even write your own name now! That's amazing! You're a genius!"

Zhou Yanqian: ...

Sometimes it's really speechless.

Little did they know that the moment the two of them held pens and wrote was captured by Butler Zhao, who was always concerned about whether Jinxi, the stepmother, would treat the young master badly or whether the young master would dislike his stepmother. But now it seems that her worries were unnecessary.

This temporary mother and son actually get along very well.

But the harmony only lasted for a short time. Just as Jinxi was about to have a word with Zanzan, a maid rushed up and said, "Madam, your mother has arrived."

Jin Xi and Zhou Yanqian both looked up at the same time.

Her mother?

Is that the adoptive mother she blocked this morning?

Jinxi had guessed that the other party wouldn't let it go so easily, but she didn't expect her to come so quickly, showing up at her door that very afternoon.

Zhou Yanqian narrowed his eyes slightly.

If he remembered correctly, this woman's mother had been plotting behind the scenes to seize the Zhou family's assets.

This woman, not only is she brainless, but she's also foolish enough to collude with them.

Who says life is boring?

Seeing his enemy again suddenly gave him hope for the future.