My Son is a Reborn Villain

When Fu Yunruo stayed in the village, she didn’t do livestream. This was a habit she maintained since half a year ago. Of course, because the distance between the flower garden and the village was not far, she sometimes went to do livestream in the morning before returned home in time to prepare lunch.

Auntie Mei said: “Okay, then. Don’t think that Auntie is too nagging to you.” Fu Yunruo said coquettishly: “I know Auntie Mei cares about me.” This topic was too heavy, so they quickly moved the conversation.

Wenwen was shoveling dirt with his small shovel. The child was so focused that she didn’t even realize that his chubby white face was stained with some dirt. Encouraged by his mother and Grandpa Guo, Wenwen regained his confidence and decided to continue growing orchids. He thought that the problem might lay in the environment

In a simple yet luxurious living room of a villa, a tall man lay lazily on the sofa. His pair of slender and long legs were crossed, his ankles protruded on the edge of the sofa, and his toes tilted from time to time. Si Yue leaned on the soft throw pillows and looked at

Uncle Guo coaxed: “Wenwen, it’s okay. Let’s try raising different species. Look at this one. This orchid is very strong. You will definitely be able to grow it!” Wenwen was hit hard one after another and fell into melancholy. He couldn’t help but think pessimistically. Was there something wrong with him? Otherwise, how could all

“Wenwen, we are leaving now!” Fu Yunruo’s voice came from outside. Wenwen turned around and ran out of the kitchen. He stopped in front of the electric scooter and looked around. He didn’t see any large object, only a small square-shaped thing wrapped in a bag in the front basket. Wenwen tried to sniff the

The mother and son entered the house happily and had a nice nap together. After he woke up, Wenwen was called out by his friends to play. Fu Yunruo cleaned up the house and went out. Since she had promised to make braised pork, she needed to buy the ingredients, such as pig trotters and

After she and her son came home with a smile, Fu Yunruo went in to bring out the lunch she had just cooked. Wenwen followed behind and went helping to serve the dishes. Fu Yunruo didn’t refuse and gave him two pairs of chopsticks. Because Wenwen was still young, she didn’t dare to hand him

“Mom, how about your job negotiation?” Fu Wen asked. He really didn’t have it easy. Not only did he have to take care of his little friends, he also had to worry about his mother’s career. “It’s finished, my little manager.” Fu Yunruo replied with a smile.

The village children originally liked to watch cartoons, but Wenwen liked TV dramas that adults usually watched, so they were also influenced by Wenwen and ditched the cartoons to watch TV dramas. A few days ago, they watched a palace drama with emperor, ministers, and concubines, so they also wanted to play impressive roles. “I