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

Jinxi was still a little dazed when her biological clock woke her up. Looking at her bedroom, it took her a while to realize that she was no longer in her original world.

Now she is a wealthy stepmother named Xi!

Jinxi glanced at the time; it was only 7:30. She had finished reviewing the contract at 1:00 AM last night, and she didn't have the habit of lingering in bed. She yawned, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.

When she finished washing up and went downstairs, everyone else was already busy. Everyone seemed a little shocked when they saw Jinxi.

At this hour, I only see my wife when my husband is home, but the problem is, my husband isn't home right now!

Jinxi ignored the shock in their eyes and simply asked, "Is there breakfast?"

"Yes, yes." The maid snapped out of her reverie, remembering what Jinxi had mentioned yesterday about layoffs, and eagerly asked, "Madam, would you like Chinese or Western food for breakfast this morning?"

Jinxi thought for a moment and said, "Let's cook some noodles. I like them sour and spicy."

After the maid agreed, she immediately went to the kitchen to make the arrangements.

Fifteen minutes later, a bowl of sour soup noodles was placed in front of her.

It smells wonderful.

Jinxi slurped up a mouthful of noodles with her chopsticks. The sour and spicy flavor was so satisfying, and it was also topped with eggs, beef, and shrimp. This is such a popular breakfast option.

Moreover, the chef's skills are truly excellent. She'll have to mention to Butler Zhao later that she needs to find an auntie who can cook Sichuan cuisine; she completely forgot about this important point last night.

After enjoying the noodles, Jinxi felt quite warm. It's already springtime, and the temperature has risen considerably.

She went upstairs to change into a lighter coat, and then leisurely strolled around the villa, getting a better understanding of where she would be working in the future.

After going around in circles and returning to the living room, it was only 8:30. Usually at this time, Jinxi would already be squeezing into the crowded subway.

Is this what a simple and unpretentious life in a wealthy family is like?

This is exactly the retirement life she has always dreamed of!

Jinxi was in a very good mood and was about to go upstairs to see if Zanzan was awake when a maid came over. She said, "Madam, your mother is looking for you. She said she couldn't get through to you on the phone, so she called the villa's landline directly."

The original owner's mother?

In the novel, the original owner never found his biological parents before his death, so this mother should refer to the original owner's adoptive mother.

Jinxi read this part of the novel carefully and knew what kind of person the original owner's adoptive mother was. Every time she met the original owner, she would either belittle her or whisper in her ear, trying to get her to have Zhou Linxu's child so that she could completely gain a foothold in the Zhou family.

In the novel, two-thirds of the original owner's hatred for Zan Zan came from the whispers and instigations of her adoptive parents.

So after Zan Zan grew up, the Jin family was also put on the liquidation list, and the only outcome was that they went bankrupt, and then they never appeared again.

Jin Xi couldn't help but think that it was no wonder people retaliated.

Jinxi snapped out of her daze and said, "I understand, thank you."

After saying that, she continued upstairs. The maid who had been thanked was clearly stunned for a while. Finally, looking at the moving elevator, she wondered if the lady had just thanked her...?

It really is like the sun rising in the west.

Jinxi didn't care what others thought; she went straight to Zanzan's children's room after getting off the elevator.

She knocked on the door twice and waited for a while, but Zan Zan didn't open the door. She was about to leave, but then she thought that the villain was still a three-year-old child and probably didn't even know what knocking meant.

After all, his father was busy and didn't have time to teach him.

The other people in the villa ignored him and were even less likely to teach him.

Jinxi pressed down on the handle, pushed open the door, and went inside.

Zan Zan's room was decorated differently from her own room. Zan Zan's room was clearly more fairytale-like, with even the children's bed shaped like a spaceship.

A small bulge was rising on the spaceship bed, and Zan Zan was sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed.

Jinxi stood by the bed and looked down at him. There were no railings or handrails around the spaceship, making it look like it was about to fall off.

She sighed softly, said nothing, but reached out and easily picked him up in a princess carry, placed him in the center of the bed, tucked him in with the thin blanket, and quietly left.

Let him sleep a little longer. It's normal for kids these days to sleep a lot.

The door closed again, and Jinxi left.

Zhou Yanqian immediately opened his eyes on the bed. He sat up with a blank expression. In fact, he had already woken up the moment he knocked on the door.

But he wanted to see who was coming in to see him, and to his surprise, it was that vicious woman.

The puzzling thing is, why did she come in and then leave?

When she picked him up, he thought she was going to throw him hard to the ground, but she just moved him to a different position, as if she was afraid he would fall off the bed.

Has this woman really been reborn? This thought popped into Zhou Yanqian's mind again.

However, if she were reborn, she shouldn't treat him this way.

This woman was sustained almost entirely by hatred during the last few years of her life.

Zhou Yanqian pondered, realizing he needed to find an opportunity to test the waters.

Jinxi was unaware that Zanzan woke up after she left. She had just gone downstairs and was arranging for Butler Zhao to add a railing around Zanzan's bed to prevent him from falling out of bed in the middle of the night.

After all, that spaceship bed is quite tall for a child.

Butler Zhao answered each question. After arranging Zanzan's affairs, Jinxi said, "Order some more wooden dummy stakes and plum blossom stakes. Oh, and Zanzan's sportswear... Never mind, I'll take him out to buy them today."

"Wooden dummy?" Butler Zhao tried to understand. "Madam, are you planning to set up a tea break area in the yard?"

"No, I'll send you pictures later. We'll install it in the open space in the backyard." Jinxi had already made up her mind. She didn't actually know much, but after her parents brought her home, they taught her a lesson.

That is, only those who are physically strong can withstand the good and bad that the world expects of them!

In the novel, the minor villain's health was actually not very good, and he had to take medication for many years.

Then let's exercise together! When you're healthy, you'll be in a good mood and have a more open mind!

Jinxi has been helping out at the martial arts school since she was a child, and she also teaches a group of children. Teaching a little villain is no problem for her!

Seeing Jinxi's beaming face, Butler Zhao nodded: "Okay... Shall we still plant the flowers?"

The plot of land in the backyard was left empty because Madam wanted to plant flowers, and now she wants to build wooden stakes. Even Butler Zhao is a little confused about what she's up to.

A wife's heart is as unfathomable as the bottom of the sea.

"Flowers?" Jinxi thought for a moment: "Let's plant them, but don't plant them in that empty space, just plant them next to it."

Butler Zhao acknowledged and went to make the arrangements.

Jinxi walked to the backyard and observed the open space again.

This villa has a backyard that's twice the size of the front yard, making it a great place to practice martial arts and cultivate health!

Jinxi had already planned out the vacant lot in her mind, and didn't even notice that on the second floor above her, a little kid was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring intently at her.