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

Because of someone's misbehavior, it aroused Sheng Mumu's rebellious spirit.

In the last week left in Shen City, Sheng Mumu resolutely did not allow him to do whatever he wanted.

On the last day staying in Shen City, Sheng Mumu had a whim and suggested going to the fly restaurant they had visited last time in Shen City for dinner.

Although it was not peak tourist season, there were still many guests at the restaurant.

They took a number and lined up on site, and it took forty minutes before it was their turn.

As soon as they sat down, the proprietress came over with menus. Seeing them, the warm smile on her face paused for a second.

Then she smiled even more brilliantly.

In a simple, kind tone with a built-in funny northeastern accent, she said,

"Two people coming to play?"

Qi Mo and Sheng Mumu exchanged a surprised look, question marks in their heads.

The proprietress was in her fifties, wearing an apron. When she smiled, her eyes and mouth curved into upward arcs, making people feel good at first glance.

Before they could respond, she went on,

"I still remember when you came to eat last time. I remember that handsome boy who ate three bowls of rice."

Sheng Mumu immediately realized she was referring to Qi Shaobai.

The last time Qi Shaobai came to this restaurant, he did keep nodding his head and kept eating rice.

Qi Mo tilted his head back and laughed softly.

It was his conservative way of responding when he didn’t know how to respond to the enthusiastic proprietress.

The super social Sheng Mumu wasn't afraid at all.

She quickly struck up a conversation with the proprietress, and switched to more intimate forms of address.

"Wow, auntie ~ You still remember us!"

The proprietress smiled: "Of course I remember, how could I forget? Your family of three looks like celebrities, handsome. It would be weird not to remember."

"I've been missing your food too, especially the crispy rice casserole, super yummy." Sheng Mumu responded in non-native northeastern dialect.

The proprietress laughed when she heard it. "It's called crispy rice casserole, young lady."

Sheng Mumu had a serious look on her face, tilting her head back. "That's right, that's exactly what you said, casserole fly."

After she finished speaking, the proprietress was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Young lady, you really are quite interesting."

The guests at the surrounding tables also laughed when they heard it.

The small restaurant used the most traditional paper and pen for ordering.

As Sheng Mumu looked through the menu, she slid her fingertips over the names of dishes where they lingered longer, and Qi Mo wrote those dish names down on the paper.

The ballpoint pen and writing pad were connected with a string, which obstructed the writing a bit, but did not prevent him from writing firmly and beautifully.

When he wrote down the seventh dish, the proprietress stopped them in time:

"That's enough, that's enough. The portions in our restaurant are large. Ordering so much, you won't be able to finish."

Sheng Mumu took the advice and took the notepad from Qi Mo's hand and handed it to the proprietress.

"Sounds good, then just these. I'll go get the soft drinks myself and not trouble you, auntie~"

Saying that, she got up and took two bottled drinks from the cooler and handed them to Qi Mo to open.

Because the conversation mentioned Qi Shaobai earlier, Sheng Mumu suddenly remembered that she hadn't contacted Qi Shaobai for several days.

She wondered how the boy was recently and whether he was used to being alone in Beijing.

She took out her phone and sent him a message to check on him.

When she opened her chat with Qi Shaobai, an affectionate motherly expression appeared unknowingly on her face.

She typed and sent the message.

At that time, Qi Shaobai was taking a nap with his head on the desk.

The air conditioner was blowing warm air. The room was nice and warm.

The handsome boy was taking advantage of his youth and wore only a short sleeve shirt.

His phone suddenly rang, causing the desk to vibrate slightly.

He opened his eyes with a start.

Some sweat had formed on his arms, causing the test sheets stick to his arms. When he moved, they flipped up and fell back down.

Qi Shaobai lazily unlocked his phone.

On the screen—

"Little Wish Pond Stepmother: Good boy, how's the review going? You're not slacking off and taking naps, are you?"

Qi Shaobai's originally cold and lazy eyes suddenly widened.

He looked around.

"Damn, you have clairvoyance..."

He had just taken a short nap and already received a supervisor message?

Behind the desk was a motivational sticker that Sheng Mumu had custom made for him.

【i"atchingyou(。???。)】

Together with the WeChat message he just received.

He increasingly felt the coincidence was weird.

Qi Shaobai leaned back in his chair and typed: "Did you install a monitor in my room?"

After receiving the message, Sheng Mumu was silent for a few seconds.

Then she replied: "Damn, you found out? How many cameras did you find?"

Qi Shaobai: ...

Lies become obvious when you make up too many details.

Qi Shaobai had been immersed in test sheets recently, and his IQ rose in a straight line, not as easy to fool as before.

He saw through Sheng Mumu's lies in a second.

Qi Shaobai: "Interesting?"

Sheng Mumu: "?"

Qi Shaobai: "You guys went on vacation and left me at home alone, and still want to mess with me from afar? Are you doing okay?"

"Pfft—" Sheng Mumu laughed out loud.

She passed the phone to Qi Mo.

"Look at this kid, he got smarter."

Qi Mo glanced at the phone, the corners of his mouth turned up. "You trained him."

The next morning, the two left Shen City. 𝘧𝘳𝓮𝓮𝓌𝘦𝓫𝓷𝘰𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝓬ℴ𝘮

A few hours later, they landed at the Beijing airport.

As soon as she walked out of the airport door, Sheng Mumu took a deep breath.

The air in Beijing City carried a scent completely different from Shen City.

Shen City was very cold all year round, the air always smelled clear and cold.

Returning to Beijing City, she truly felt that spring had arrived.

The gentle breeze blew on her face. The smell of fresh sprouting leaves lingered around her nostrils, very refreshing.

As always, Xiao Wang was waiting outside the airport.

Unlike before, today he had a somewhat strange smile on his face in addition to his professional, respectful, sunny disposition.

Xiao Wang took the suitcase from Qi Mo and put it in the trunk.

Sheng Mumu went to pull the back seat door.

Just as her hand grasped the door handle, the car window slowly rolled down.

Qi Shaobai's fluffy head appeared before her.

"Surprised to see me?"

Sheng Mumu's hand paused. She reflexively asked, "Kiddo, did you skip class?"

"I wouldn't dare." Qi Shaobai rolled the window all the way down, rested his arms on the edge of the window, and pillowed his chin on his arms. His tone was frank and open, "Take a look at what time it is now."

Sheng Mumu glanced at the time.

12:30

Lunch time.

Sheng Mumu thought for a moment and said, "From your school to here, it takes at least twenty minutes even if you rush over, so you...left as soon as morning class ended and hurried over?"

"Yeah." Qi Shaobai nodded.

Because he was in a good mood, he dragged out the "yeah" tone happily.

"I didn't see you guys off when you left, so it would feel wrong if I didn't come to pick you up when you got back."

Sheng Mumu was startled. Her nose suddenly felt a little sour for some reason.

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She reached out and ruffled Qi Shaobai's hair, messing it up completely, his cowlick sticking straight up.

"Little Qi classmate, how can you be so cute~"?

Qi Shaobai moved his head back to dodge, but didn't dodge with full effort.

He twisted his eyebrows, maintaining his aloof and proud image.

"Please don't describe me with such disgusting words..."

"..." Sheng Mumu's hands paused, her eyes lit up.

Ah, even cuter.

She applied what she had just learned from the proprietress's words to describe Qi Shaobai.

"Little Qi classmate, you are so interesting~"

Saying that, she ruffled his hair into further disarray.

"..." Qi Shaobai gave up resisting. He had a helpless look, as if allowing the rubs and scrubs.

He drooped his eyelids and slowly shook his head.

Inner OS: The Internet has not fooled me.

As expected, no one can come out of the Northeast speaking standard Mandarin...