Song Jinhe was reborn the day after confessing her love to her male god, Chi Yan.
She was reborn on this very day five years later.
If she had known that she wouldn't even have a chance to see her male god in the future, she should have given him a few passionate kisses right after confessing last night.
The servants in the entire living room didn't even dare to breathe loudly as they watched the mistress sitting at the dining table in a daze, not touching a single bite of the dishes in front of her.
The head chef was so scared that he was sweating profusely. He hid in the kitchen, observing the situation, fearing that the mistress would roar at him and order him to come over at any moment.
Song Jinhe was propping her head up, thinking about her current situation. Her fingernails painted in cardamom red tapped on the table absent - mindedly.
She was now married. Her husband rarely came home, but he would give her three million yuan as pocket money every month.
Moreover, she had a four - year - old son.
She had become a wealthy and comfortable housewife in a rich family and achieved the so - called "painless motherhood".
For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Alas, Song Jinhe was in a chaotic state of mind. She let out a deep sigh, feeling completely powerless.
So many things had happened after waking up. The leap from 21 to 26 years old was too big for her to accept.
As soon as she looked up, she noticed that the servants standing in the living room immediately lowered their heads.
Even if she was slow - witted, she could sense the strange atmosphere.
Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Are you afraid of me?"
"No... no, mistress."
The atmosphere in the entire villa had been strange all day. It seemed that everyone here was afraid of her, including her son.
Although she had no memories of these five years, she considered herself to have a gentle and lovely temper and a beautiful appearance.
How could things have developed into this?
What exactly had happened in these five years?
Song Jinhe looked up and caught a glimpse of the little guy hiding at the corner of the stairs.
The corners of Song Jinhe's lips immediately curled up slightly, showing a gentle smile. "Come down quickly, baby."
She even waved enthusiastically at the little guy.
Chi Yunqi froze on the spot. Did she just call him baby?
He suspected that he was hallucinating.
Looking at Song Jinhe's gentle and enthusiastic smile, he only felt that when something seemed abnormal, there must be something wrong.
The gentler she was, the more vicious her tricks would be.
He had learned his lesson from her.
Tenderness was just her façade.
Although Chi Yunqi was more mature than other children of the same age, he was only four years old. His little face was still delicate.
His small hands tightly grasped the railing, and his big eyes were spinning rapidly.
Countless possible thoughts popped up in his mind.
Did she want to secretly go to see that man again and was going to get rid of him first to prevent him from telling Dad?
Or did she find the dead mouse he had put in her slippers?
Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on the back of four - year - old Yunqi.
The hand behind his back tightly squeezed his phone watch. As long as there was any movement, he would immediately call Dad.
Song Jinhe was a bit at a loss. She had been so enthusiastic and gentle, but the little guy didn't move at all. It was really hard to coax a child.
If it weren't for the fact that the little guy's face resembled hers by about 60%, she really wouldn't have believed that she had a son.
"Come down."
Song Jinhe had no choice but to glare at him.
As a result, the child quickly grabbed the railing and came down.
She propped her head up with her slightly clenched fist. It seemed that this child had a lot of tricks up his sleeve from a young age.
He could only be coerced, not lured.
Only when looking at him up close did Song Jinhe realize what a superior face this child had.
When this child grew up, he would definitely be more handsome than her male god, Chi Yan.
Chi Yunqi tightly clasped his hands behind his back and stood upright. Afraid of being discovered, he had thrown his phone watch hard into the stairwell when he came down just now.
At this moment, being stared at by this woman, he felt a little creepy.
He nervously swallowed his saliva.
Just then, one of the servants standing in a row in the hall suddenly rushed out.
She stood beside Chi Yunqi, with her head slightly lowered, stammering:
"Mistress, if you have anything to do, please come at me. It's all my fault. I didn't do well."
"Please don't punish the young master!"
Chi Yunqi was sure that it must be about the dead mouse. He immediately raised his head. "No, one should take responsibility for one's own actions. Aunt Li, it has nothing to do with you."
Chi Yunqi had been taken care of by Aunt Li in Shallow Moon Bay for the past few years.
If it weren't for Aunt Li protecting him everywhere, he would have been beaten to death, frozen to death, or starved to death by this woman long ago.
Song Jinhe was a bit confused. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Did I say I was going to punish him?"
"No... no."
"You can go now."
"Yes..."
Aunt Li silently stepped back and stood in her original position again. She couldn't help but reach out to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead, feeling a little surprised.
She had taken a risk and even defied the mistress to prevent the young master from being punished.
At this time, the mistress didn't even get angry?
All the servants standing in the hall nervously swallowed their saliva for Aunt Li at the same time.
Song Jinhe tried her best to look like a mother and spoke in a very gentle tone.
"Have you eaten yet?"
The childish voice stammered a bit. "No... no."
Then, Song Jinhe immediately pulled out the chair next to her. By the time Chi Yunqi realized what was happening, he had already been picked up and seated on the chair.
Chopsticks and a bowl were then handed over to him.
"Have dinner with Mom."
Mom?
She had never allowed him to call her Mom.
She only thought of him as a bastard and a low - life.
Have dinner together? Since he could remember, he had never been allowed to sit at the table and have dinner with her.
Even when Dad came back, she would angrily throw all the plates and bowls at Dad.
In his memory, they had never had a harmonious meal together.
She would even specifically order that no food be left for him.
If it weren't for the leftovers left by Aunt Li over the years, he would have starved to death.
What on earth was this woman up to?
Chi Yunqi's little hand holding the chopsticks was trembling. He was afraid that the next moment he would be beaten and scolded.
All this was just a peaceful façade before the storm was about to come.
Song Jinhe kept picking up dishes for Chi Yunqi. In a short while, the bowl in front of him was piled up like a small mountain.
"Eat quickly, baby. You need to eat well to grow up healthily."
Although her psychological age was only 21 years old and she didn't really feel the sense of motherly love, they were still blood - related.
Looking at his delicate and innocent little face, Song Jinhe just felt fond of him.
Chi Yunqi ate the whole meal nervously, constantly observing her expression.
Strangely enough, even after he had finished his meal, the woman didn't get angry.
This meal was also the only full meal in Chi Yunqi's memory.