The Villain's Mother

It was relaxed because the plot surrounding their family had undergone drastic changes. As for whether this would set off butterfly effects in the future, it was beyond her ability to guess and worry about. Song Tingshen hadn’t died, and Song Corporation hadn’t gone bankrupt. As for Little Wang, the big villain in the novel… he was still an innocent child. The conditions for him blackening were no longer there.

As for why she was busy, it had to do with her wanting to open a store. From doing market research, determining her target customer base, and choosing the location of the store, she had to do everything herself. Since the New Year, she had been as busy as a dog. Fortunately, she had Song Tingshen, a bigwig in the business world, to give her advice and help her avoid detours. She was still a newbie to doing business and relied entirely on her enthusiasm to continue. Even Mother Ruan had commented that since she could live the idyllic life of a rich man’s wife, why trouble herself with all of this?

Even Ruan Xia didn’t know where her enthusiasm and confidence came from that made her think she could open a store and do business. Regardless, under Song Tingshen’s encouragement, she wanted to give this a try. If she succeeded, then she could be considered a small boss.

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There was a lot of stuff to do for Little Wang’s kindergarten. Every few days, there were parent-child activities and meetings with teachers. Song Tingshen had been busy since the start of the new year. Ruan Xia had to find the time to be the one to go to the kindergarten. By now, she was quite familiar with Little Wang’s teacher. Although the teacher was very responsible, Ruan Xia still felt it was important to develop a good relationship with the teacher. As time went on, after she had hung out with the teacher a few times, and they had a good relationship.

Today, Little Wang’s kindergarten held another activity. The children in each class had to show their parents a skill they had learned last semester in kindergarten such as drawing, dribbling a ball, and even dancing. Ruan Xia had gotten here in the morning with a camera and a sign to root for Little Wang.

Little Wang would be dribbling today. He would dribble with one hand, alternate dribbling between his hands, and dribble in coordination with another person. Little Wang had been practising half an hour every day after coming home. He was very ambitious and goal-oriented. He wanted to stand out so that his mom would see how amazing and talented he was. Fortunately, they lived in a detached house. If they lived in an apartment, there would have been noise complaints from their neighbors about his practising.

Ruan Xia was like Little Wang’s crazy fan. Seeing her son dribbling, she kept taking photos like a fan that had gotten to the front line to see her celebrity. It won’t be long before she learns how to edit photos. With a child, Ruan Xia learned more and more skills. She felt that she was becoming a superwoman.

As Ruan Xia was taking shots of Little Wang’s every move, she heard a female voice say, “You’re so professional.”

Ruan Xia turned to look. It was a mom with a thermos, and she was looking at her with a smile. Her facial features looked very kind, and it was easy for people to have a good impression of her.