The wealthy stepmother became popular after her baby failed

[Seeing Beibei take out the book, I'm so sleepy, is it really effective to write this late at night? 】

[I counted, there are 8 lines on a page, 12 characters per line, and almost [-] characters on those three pages, won’t it be written until eleven o’clock? 】

[How can I finish writing at eleven o'clock, it's already ten forty o'clock now, at least I have to write until twelve o'clock]

Beibei practiced the new characters for the second grade, and he finished the new characters for the first grade when he was four years old.

One line, two lines, he wrote stroke by stroke.

Fu Rongrong sat beside him, watching him write intently.

On the second page, the first word is "成".

Without even thinking about it, Beibei wrote the first stroke: horizontal.

Fu Rongrong frowned, pointed at the word and said, "Honey, it's wrong, think carefully about what is the first stroke of success?"

Beibei bit the pencil shaft into her mouth, and quickly took it out when she saw Fu Rongrong's stern eyes.

Isn't the first stroke of "cheng" horizontal?Grandma taught him this word, and he remembered it clearly.

Grandma can't be wrong.

"It's horizontal."

"Huh?" Fu Rongrong said seriously, "Cheng's first stroke was skimming. Mom taught you that before."

"Beibei also followed what mother said to write first. Grandma said that mother was wrong, and the characters should be written horizontally first."

Fu Rongrong knew that her mother-in-law was wrong.

For other characters, she cannot [-]% guarantee that the stroke order is correct, but for this character, even if it is turned into ashes, she will still know the stroke order.

That was when she was in elementary school. Because of her excellent grades and beautiful handwriting, she had a very important task at the beginning of each semester, which was to write names and student numbers in the homework books of her classmates.

One year, a new student named Zhang Chengjie came to their class.

When she wrote this name, the knowledgeable principal happened to come to patrol the class and helped her correct the correct spelling of the word "Cheng".

Fu Rongrong sighed.

Since it was the mother-in-law who said it, even if she wrote something first, she would not dare to have any objections!

Fu Rongrong bit her lips without revealing her expression, and said vaguely: "Okay, that may be my mother's memory is wrong, and my mother will look it up later."

Beibei yawned and wrote a whole line in the wrong stroke order.

[Fu Rongrong, let's go, let the child sleep, it's pitiful to write such a few big sheets at such a young age]

[Was Cheng's first stroke really a write-off?I remember when I was young our Chinese teacher taught horizontal strokes]

[Fu Rongrong is really afraid of her mother-in-law. She is so afraid that she chooses to give in in terms of knowledge. I clearly remember that she has always been very strict in Beibei's studies.]

Barely finished writing the second page, it was already 11:30, Beibei felt that the hand holding the pen began to weaken, and her eyes began to fight.

He summoned up his courage and said timidly: "Mom, I don't want to write today, can I take a rest?"

Thinking of sending Beibei today's homework to her mother-in-law before twelve o'clock, Fu Rongrong touched Beibei's head, and said softly but firmly: "No, calligraphy is an important art, and you must practice it carefully!"

Beibei was about to cry, "But I've been writing for a long time, and my hands are sore."

"Baby, I heard from my mother that practice is to hone the baby's perseverance and endurance. Only by making unremitting efforts can a person achieve excellent results. Don't baby want to be an excellent primary school student with beautiful writing?"

"Of course I want to! But I'm really tired."

Fu Rongrong: I know you are tired, and I am too, but what can I do?

As a post-90s generation, she naturally knows that "chicken babies" are of little use, but in order to gain a firm foothold in the Du family, she can only cater to her mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law always thinks that her grandson is a genius, even if he is not a genius, someone needs to train him to be a genius.

So she could only teach him desperately, enroll him in classes, and then let him show his genius side in front of grandma...

Unexpectedly, one day, she would become the kind of person she hated the most.

Seeing her mother in a daze, Beibei said again: "Mom, I'm really tired."

"Baby, only hard work will pay off. Baby's hard work now will turn into achievements and glory in the future. Let's persevere, shall we? We only need to do one page of calculation tomorrow night, so we won't be so tired."

It's not easy to count at 200 points.

Beibei was very unhappy, the courage he had finally surged up was deflated again like a balloon with a hole in it.

He knew that stepmother would never change her mind.

Beibei pursed her lips and picked up the pen again.

[Beibei finally said what was in her heart, why didn't Fu Rongrong agree, why didn't she just practice calligraphy?What if you don't practice for a day or two?It won’t kill anyone, my son is learning roller skating, but I won’t let him go when it’s too hot in summer, but I haven’t seen any regression, this time the WEO exam has passed]

[Learning requires persistence, and learning is indeed hard work, otherwise there will be no mountains of books with roads and diligence as the path, and the famous aphorisms of learning the sea without limit and working hard, but I think everything should be treated flexibly, so I want to appreciate it. Bei, he himself said that he was very tired and needed to rest, which means that he is already resisting this matter in his heart. If he is forced to learn, it will be the end of the task and it will have no effect]

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The 26th floor of the International Financial Center in M ​​country.

01:30 in the afternoon.

Jiang Shaochen stared at the laptop, pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

In the luxurious office, only the sound of his knuckles colliding with the table could be heard.

"Bang bang bang."

The door was actually open, Jiang Shaochen raised his beautiful peach eyes, and saw the unshaven Wu Hao standing at the door excitedly.

He didn't speak, and Wu Hao walked in.

He first saw the empty coffee cup on the table, and graciously helped the boss refill a cup of coffee.

"Jiang Shao, it's noon, don't you have a lunch break?"

Jiang Shaochen raised his eyes and glanced, "What's the matter?"

"Good news, very good news. At this moment, my heart is churning like a torrential river. Please let me calm down for a while." Wu Hao said, went to the refrigerator to get a glass of iced drink, and pulled off the tab.

Jiang Shaochen remained motionless, as if he didn't hear him speak.

The picture on the screen pierced his heart deeply.

Bikini?
She was wearing a bikini!
Doesn't this damn woman know that this is dangerous?

Obviously, she didn't realize that at night, she was standing with a well-dressed strange man. Judging from the photos, the two of them didn't even keep a safe distance between them.

Who is he?
Are they familiar?

How long has he been away, is this woman really going to turn against her?

He still remembered the gossip and photos on the Internet a few days ago, and those photos made him very upset, but to his surprise, Yue Yueman quickly refuted it in the most rational and powerful way.