You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family

Since hanging up the phone with Cheng Xin, Qi Shaobai's mind was filled with anticipation like a package waiting to be delivered.

He couldn't focus on his studies at all.

He skipped his evening self-study session for the first time in a long while and went home early to wait.

Every time a dog passed by the gate of the villa, he would approach and take a look, hoping it was a gift from his uncle.

However, several hours passed, and there was no sign of the delivery guy.

Zhang Housekeeper leisurely walked by him and casually asked, "Young master, are you waiting at the gate to pick up Mr. Tai Tai from work?"

"Huh?" Qi Shaobai was momentarily stunned, then replied, "Yes."

He quickly suppressed his eager anticipation and pretended to stroll around as if nothing was amiss.

Zhang Housekeeper smiled with satisfaction and walked away, murmuring to himself, "The young master has really grown up."

He's become considerate.

Thirty minutes later...

Zhang Housekeeper strolled back again.

"Young master, would you like me to bring a chair for you to sit while you wait?"

Zhang Housekeeper couldn't bear to see Qi Shaobai standing all the time and, out of his natural concern, asked.

Qi Shaobai raised his head to look outside and casually replied, "Okay."

Zhang Housekeeper brought a chair from the side of the swimming pool.

He placed it behind Qi Shaobai.

"Young master, please have a seat."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the villa, muttering to himself, "I'll go to the storage room. I haven't had a chance to organize the packages that arrived this afternoon. If you need anything, just call out to me. I'll go there first."

"Huh?" Qi Shaobai suddenly turned his head and called out to Zhang Housekeeper, "Wait—"

"Are you saying that a package arrived this afternoon?"

"Yes," Zhang Housekeeper nodded in confusion, not understanding why the young master had such a strong reaction.

Zhang Housekeeper said, "The delivery couldn't enter the villa area. I went to pick it up this afternoon but haven't had a chance to organize it yet."

Qi Shaobai immediately stood up and ran into the house.

His voice gradually faded away, "Ah ah ah, why didn't you say so earlier..."

Leaving Zhang Housekeeper scratching his head in confusion.

You didn't ask either...

Zhang Housekeeper followed the fast footsteps of Qi Shaobai.

When they reached the living room, Qi Shaobai was carrying several large boxes and walking towards his room door.

He used the packages to push open the door.

Then he swiftly entered.

Using the heel of his foot, he closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, a satisfied cheer came from inside.

"Yes!"

Zhang Housekeeper: ?

Approximately an hour later...

A black Kurenan pulled into the front yard of the villa.

Qi Mo went to pick up Sheng Mumu from her company, and they returned after having dinner together.

Taking the hot towel handed over by the servant to wipe her hands, Sheng Mumu bent over to change her shoes.

Because she leaned forward slightly, her bag slipped down her shoulder.

Seeing that it was about to fall, a well-proportioned and slender hand reached out from behind and held it.

Qi Mo held her forearm, lifted it slightly, and took the bag off.

Sheng Mumu seemed accustomed to his daily caring gestures and only glanced at him. Then she thought of something and looked at Zhang Housekeeper, who was smiling beside them.

"What time is it now, Zhang Housekeeper? Qi Shaobai should be back soon, right?"

After changing her shoes, Sheng Mumu turned around, took a food bag from Qi Mo's hand, and handed it to Zhang Housekeeper.

"We brought him some food. Heat it up for him when he comes back."

Zhang Housekeeper received the food bag with both hands and widened his eyes.

"Master has returned home early."

Sheng Mumu: "Huh? He came back early?"

Don't we have evening self-study today?

Zhang Housekeeper took a few seconds to recall and answered with great professionalism:

"Yes, Madam. Master returned home at 6:27 PM and is currently in his room."

Sheng Mumu pondered for a moment and immediately guessed the reason, asking:

"Zhang Housekeeper, did we receive a delivery today? Did Qi Shaobai eagerly wait for the delivery before returning to his room?"

Zhang Housekeeper showed a surprised expression and replied, "Yes."

How could Madam predict everything and even guess Master's actions?

"You naughty boy, he must have skipped self-study just to wait for the delivery," Sheng Mumu narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Qi Mo, furrowing her brows, "Why don't you manage your son? He's in his final year of high school and still dares to skip classes."

"...," Qi Mo froze.

He didn't expect the blame to shift to him.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Sheng Mumu already calming down and walking upstairs.

Talking to herself, self-comforting:

"Never mind, never mind, I'll let you off this time for your negligence."

"I've been busy lately and let my guard down. Consider it a loophole exploited by little Qi."

"But if I catch him doing it again, I won't go easy on him."

Qi Mo watched her ascend the stairs, wearing corgi-shaped cotton slippers, stepping heavily with each stride.

He couldn't help but smile.

Tiny specks of light shimmered in his dark eyes, and the corners of his eyes lifted slowly, resembling stars.

So vivacious.

He really liked her.

Sheng Mumu reached the doorway of their bedroom, but suddenly felt an arm wrapping around her waist from behind.

The man's arm had smooth and strong muscles, and because of the slight force, faint veins appeared, exuding a sense of masculine power.

After entering the room, he tightened his arm, pulling her into his embrace, forcing her to stop in her tracks.

Sheng Mumu was taken aback, raising her gaze in surprise.

"What's the matter?"

Qi Mo adjusted her body, facing him, and answered with a question, "Did you forget what you promised me?"

Sheng Mumu paused for a moment, searching her mind.

Lately, there had been a lot of work at the end of the year.

She felt like she had to remember ten thousand things every day and couldn't recall what she had promised Qi Mo.

She moved her hand to his forearm and pinched it lightly, indicating for him to loosen his grip.

Instead of asking directly, she said, "Give me a hint, and I'll definitely remember."

The man's gaze paused for a moment, and the place where she pinched his arm seemed to have been scorched, emanating residual warmth.

The gentle force from the woman's hand was nothing to a man who regularly worked out.

Rather than protesting, it was more like a reminder for him to pay attention to the warm sensation spreading from his arm.

The scent of her sweet fragrance lingered around his nose.

Sheng Mumu looked up at him, waiting for him to give her a hint.

In her crystal-like eyes, there were shimmering ripples.

Vivid and bright.

More enchanting than the most beautiful sunset.

The man's eyes deepened.

Thinking that he should relax his grip a bit, his actions unconsciously contradicted his thoughts, tightening his arm even more.

Sheng Mumu had to press her hand against his chest to prevent herself from being pressed into his embrace.

"Give me a hint quickly," she urged.

The man leaned in closer, his handsome face getting nearer.

Without beating around the bush, he directly gave her the answer:

"You said you would accompany me to watch a movie."

"!" Sheng Mumu was stunned.

She completely forgot about it.

Her frozen expression gradually relaxed, and she raised her eyebrows, trying to coax and explain at the same time:

"Work has been really busy lately, and I forgot. Just a moment ago, I overlooked it once, so don't hold it against me, okay? Hmm?"

Qi Mo locked his gaze onto her, his deep and mellow voice wrapped in feigned anger, slowly speaking:

"Well, if you forget again next time, I won't be so easily appeased."