Chapter 40: Snow White’s Evil Stepmother

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Yes.”

Jiang Yule was completely dumbfounded. Chinese culture was vast and profound, but did the word “yes” have any other meaning besides expressing affirmation? Unfortunately, Jiang Yule knew there was not.

He wanted to sleep with her?!

Jiang Yule could not smile anymore as she watched Li Xingyi walk up to the third floor in large strides. ‘Li Xingyi, did you get possessed by someone else’s spirit?’

…

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yule touched the cushion under her indignantly. Then, she turned her head and looked at the luxurious bed that she had slept in for two years. She gritted her teeth and covered herself with her blanket.

‘I’ve learned something new today. Domineering CEOs can sit on a girl’s soft bed and say in an alluring voice, “Not bad, the bed is quite comfortable. I’ll sleep here.”

‘They can also proceed to take ownership of the bed and kick the girl to the floor! Li Xingyi, I hope you’re asleep, because I can’t stand lying on this hard floor anymore!’

The man on the bed smirked in the darkness and silently thought, ‘Why yes, thank you. I am, in fact, asleep.’ Then, he decided to tune out Jiang Yule’s complaints.

…

Early the next morning, Jiang Yule was still half-asleep when her fingers came into contact with the familiar bedding. In an instant, they were fully awake. She had actually gone from the floor back to the bed.

Jiang Yule sat up and rubbed her eyes. She looked at her surroundings and thought, ‘Li Xingyi has a conscience, after all! At least he didn’t leave me on the floor.’

“Madam, you’re up already? I was about to wake you up.” One of the servants walked into the room with a slightly sweaty forehead. “By the way, Madam, don’t sleep on the floor again next time. It’s so cold on the floor. I was worried that you would catch a cold, so I called a few more servants to help me carry you to the bed. You look small, but you’re surprisingly heavy!”

She had a look of embarrassment on her face, as she was hesitant to mention that because the madam had been lying on the floor, some of the servants had to delay their own work to come move her.

Jiang Yule was speechless. “I’m sorry for troubling you. I’ll tell Aunt Wang to allocate a bonus for you at the end of the month.”

The cleaning lady waved her hands repeatedly to dismiss the notion. “It’s alright, Madam. Besides, you don’t have the authority to give us bonuses.”

Jiang Yule thought to herself that she was right. The servants of the Li Family were very sensible people, unlike the portrayals in novels where they would flatter those above them and undermine those below them, or secretly sabotage the mistress while the master was away.

The Li Family’s servants were very straightforward and did not bully her, but neither did they flatter her.

…

When Jiang Yule arrived at the dining room, she saw that Li Xingyi had already taken his seat at the head of the table. It was already a little past 7 a.m., yet his hair had not been styled yet. His bangs curled delicately over his forehead. Jiang Yule was reminded of the soft texture she felt when she touched it in the elevator the other day.

He was wearing a tailored white shirt and sat at the dining table… watching cartoons with Li Sui’an. Li Xingyi was holding a cup with cartoon patterns, and it was filled with warm, sweet milk. This was Li Sui’an’s favorite drink for breakfast, and it seemed that he had decided to share his milk with his uncle.

Jiang Yule thought, ‘Sweet milk! The CEO’s image is completely shattered! Shouldn’t you be drinking tea or an iced Americano instead?’

When he heard the astonished thought, Li Xingyi raised his head and took a sip of the warm milk. The reason why he had an “iron stomach” was because he never drank tea or iced coffee.

As Jiang Yule came over and took the tablet away, the little boy wailed bitterly, “No! I haven’t finished that episode yet!”

Because of Li Xingyi’s presence, Jiang Yule did not spank him as she usually did. Instead, she smiled kindly at him and said, “Little Dumpling, be good. If you don’t eat now, you’re going to be late.”

Li Sui’an heard her gentle tone and saw the dangerous gleam in her eyes, and suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine. ‘Vicious woman!’

The boy lowered his head and took a bite of his sandwich. He suddenly remembered something and said to Li Xingyi, “Uncle, our kindergarten will have a performance next week. Will you have time to come and watch it?”

Jiang Yule suddenly remembered that she had indeed seen the notice sent by Li Sui’an’s teacher in the parents’ group chat.

‘If I remember correctly, his class will be performing “Snow White.”‘

Li Xingyi put down the cup of milk in his hand. “Which role are you performing? It must be the prince who woke Snow White with a kiss.”

Li Sui’an puffed out his chest proudly. “I’m playing the most important role in the development of the plot…”

Li Xingyi nodded in satisfaction. As expected of the successor he thought highly of—

“I’m playing the role of the evil stepmother who gives Snow White the poisoned apple!”

Jiang Yule almost burst into laughter. ‘No one would’ve guessed that this is the child of a domineering CEO. How on earth did Li Xingyi raise him?’

Li Xingyi tried his utmost to suppress his amusement and thought, ‘Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that question?!’