Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

While she was thinking, her phone vibrated a few times in her cardigan pocket. Jiang Xuetang quickly took out her phone, and the screen showed a message from her mother.

Upon opening the link, Jiang Xuetang immediately frowned.

Xuetang, Mommy loves you~

Looking at the message Jiang Yingluo sent, Jiang Xuetang was completely puzzled. Why did her mother suddenly send such a message?

Besides, aren't we still in a cold war period? What does it mean to suddenly say you love me?

Has Xingzhou already completed the emotional support for his mother?

Jiang Xuetang pondered to herself, while Zhang Ya, noticing her expression, asked curiously, "Was it a message from Teacher Li?"

"My mom," Jiang Xuetang casually showed Zhang Ya a glimpse of her face, "saying she loves me..."

Zhang Ya glanced at the message and looked puzzled: "What do you mean..."

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

Jiang Xuetang subconsciously asked a question, and Zhang Ya coughed lightly and then lowered her voice: "It's like in some erotic novels, where a wife suddenly sends her husband a message saying 'I love you,' because she feels guilty after having sex with someone else."

"Of course, this is your mother, she definitely wouldn't be with Teacher Li!"

Jiang Xuetang frowned. Zhang Ya's words only made her feel like she was the victim.

Meanwhile, his beloved was being ridden on top of him by Jiang Yingluo...

But that's impossible!

My mom is definitely in the company office at this time. Even if I call Xingzhou over, it's definitely not for this kind of thing!

That's Mom's office!

With my mom's personality, where would she get the guts to do that kind of thing in a busy company?

Even if the CEO's office window is one-way and even if the office is soundproof, my mom still wouldn't dare to do it!

So it definitely isn't!

Jiang Xuetang relaxed her eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to read this kind of novel. My mother and I don't have that kind of relationship."

"I was just saying, but President Jiang is such a cold and aloof person, she doesn't seem like the type to find a man to be your stepfather."

Jiang Xuetang smiled inwardly; this was probably what they meant by knowing someone's face but not their heart.

Just as she was about to put her phone back in her pocket without replying—

buzzing.

The phone vibrated again, prompting Jiang Xuetang to look at it once more. It was the familiar chat interface, and it was a message from her mother.

Xuetang, Mommy loves you so much~

???

Jiang Xuetang's eyebrows furrowed even more deeply than before. This time, she couldn't help but send three question marks to express her current mood.

What does that mean?

My maternal love suddenly overflowed, and I sent such a mushy message?

Her message went unanswered, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Even though Jiang Xuetang was convinced that Jiang Yingluo couldn't possibly be in the CEO's office, she began to have some doubts at this moment.

Otherwise, why would she send herself such a message for no reason?

"Xuetang, who posted this?"

"nothing."

Jiang Xuetang stepped out of the classroom and dialed Lin Qin's number directly in the corridor.

"Young Miss, is there anything I can do for you?"

Where is my mom now?

"Do you need me to pass on a message while I'm in the office?"

Hearing Lin Qin's normal tone, Jiang Xuetang's doubts were somewhat dispelled, but she still said, "Then let my mom answer the phone. I'll call her, but she won't answer."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Jiang Xuetang waited quietly, thinking that she must have been overthinking things because of Zhang Ya's influence. How could her mother possibly be in the office?

Furthermore, Lin Qin's voice didn't hesitate at all, which means there's definitely no problem!

As she thought about it, the familiar voice on the other end of the phone gradually put Jiang Xuetang at ease.

The sound was normal, with no strange, intermittent breathing sounds...

Just say you're overthinking it!

Just as Jiang Xuetang was about to put her phone back in her pocket after hanging up with a random excuse, Jiang Yingluo sent her a third message.

Xuetang, Mommy really loves you~

!!!

???

Here we go again!

Didn't you just hang up the phone?

Has your account been hacked?

Jiang Xuetang pursed her cherry lips, her face full of complicated emotions; she really couldn't understand it.

No, I have to go check it out!

"Xuetang, it's your turn."

Zhang Ya peeked out from the classroom door and waved: "Your graduation thesis outline..."

"coming."

Jiang Xuetang quickened her pace, wanting to finish quickly so she could find Jiang Yingluo and ask her directly what she meant!

······

Lin Qin looked at her phone, secretly relieved, while glancing at the houses in the manor with a complicated expression.

Mr. Jiang, you even anticipated the young lady's call and prepared a nearly flawless voice message in advance.

As expected of the young lady's mother, she knows exactly what the young lady might ask.

That's all fine, but the important thing is that President Jiang actually came up with this kind of idea, which greatly surprised me.

Is this considered a form of depravity?

I wonder if President Jiang might ever degenerate into... a succubus?

Lin Qin shook her head, shaking off the strange thoughts in her mind, and got into the car to go to the company first.

In case the young lady comes looking for me, I'll be prepared.

In the spacious bedroom of the Jiang family manor, Jiang Yingluo lay on the bed with her slender arms resting above her head, her breathing slightly rapid.

Her thick, jet-black hair cascaded down the bed like a black lotus, and her delicate face was slightly tilted to the side, revealing her exquisite, jade-like earlobes.

From her snow-white neck to her chin, and then to her entire face, the lines were graceful and beautiful, as smooth and delicate as fine porcelain, with a slight translucency. Not to mention any flaws, not even the finest wrinkles could be seen.

Her curvaceous, alluring figure was completely covered by a light gray halter-neck bodysuit that clung to her sweaty body. The clothes were disheveled, seemingly still on her body, but in reality, none of her vital parts were covered.

At this moment, Li Xingzhou was holding those beautiful, delicate, and exquisite jade feet in his hands, gently stroking and caressing them, occasionally playing with the slightly curled, crystal-clear toes.

The soles and between the toes also gleamed with a sweaty sheen, making each round toe pad resemble a pearl, exceptionally charming.

Li Xingzhou glanced at the phone that Jiang Yingluo had tossed aside and couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Luo, who are you messaging?"

Looking at the rooftop, Jiang Yingluo chuckled: "Sent to Xuetang. She dared to talk back to me like that before. Does she really think that just because I'm her mother, I have to give in to her?"

"What did they send?"

Li Xingzhou became interested and reached out to grab the phone next to her pillow.

"Don't look!"

Jiang Yingluo snatched the phone from him and glared at him, saying, "This is a secret between us, mother and daughter. You don't need to know."

Li Xingzhou raised an eyebrow. Jiang Yingluo's attitude was already completely clear, so he tacitly refrained from saying anything more during this time.

He was genuinely interested in the message Jiang Yingluo sent to Sister Tang.

"You still have secrets from me?"

Li Xingzhou reached out towards the snow-covered scenery, and sitting next to Jiang Yingluo, he teased her without any hurry: "Can't I even take a look?"

"no."

Jiang Yingluo lightly bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, her tall and shapely body lying gracefully, her jade hands unconsciously gripping the bed sheet, as if she was enduring something.

A blush crept onto her snow-white, jade-like face, and her thick, black hair swayed gently with the slight movement of her head, exuding a captivating and languid allure.

Beneath the skirt, which was pulled up to her waist, her jade-like legs trembled uncomfortably, and faint hickeys left by Li Xingzhou were visible on her fair, jade-like thighs.

The beauty's skin was as smooth as jade, so delicate it seemed to break at a touch. Li Xingzhou's gaze was irresistibly drawn to this enchanting scene, but he suppressed his impulse and gently caressed Jiang Yingluo's skin.

"Aunt Luo, you really won't let me see?"

"No!"

As Jiang Yingluo watched Li Xingzhou transform into an infant once more, she couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes: "You..."

Feeling Li Xingzhou's willful and reckless actions, Jiang Yingluo involuntarily loosened her grip on her phone.

Seeing this, Li Xingzhou reached out to grab it, but in the next second, Jiang Yingluo crossed her body and pinned the phone down beneath her.

Meeting those alluring peach blossom eyes, Li Xingzhou couldn't help but smile: "Aunt Luo, then I guess I'll continue flirting with her?"

As soon as he finished speaking, just as Li Xingzhou was about to bend down again, a pair of soft, white, slender, and graceful hands wrapped around the back of his neck.

Li Xingzhou raised an eyebrow, and the next second he was turned over by Jiang Yingluo, and now he was lying on the bed.

With her hands resting on Li Xingzhou's chest, Jiang Yingluo's fair face was flushed, and her condescending gaze held a hint of girlish smugness: "Little brat, you think you can bully me?"

Looking at her stunningly long legs and slender waist, Li Xingzhou could clearly see the elegant beauty that belonged to Jiang Yingluo.