The Villain's Mother

040

Song Jungkook's company had branch offices, and the scale of the company was quite big. If Ruan Lisa wanted an easy job in his company, it would be very easy. As long as he's willing, she could start a new job at his company tomorrow.

"I don't need your help for now." Ruan Lisa shook her head. In her past life, she hadn't been able to pursue the work she wanted to do because she didn't have the free time or the extra money to do so. But now, it was different. She had become a rich man's wife. Money and time were two things that she was least lacking now. So, she would treat this experience as vacation and take this opportunity to learn some new things.

If she returned to the real world in the future, she would have gained new skills that could help earn her a living. That would be very worthwhile!

If she ended up never returning to her original world, it still wouldn't be bad to learn new things!

Song Jungkook said, "En, if you need help with anything, tell me."

Ruan Lisa couldn't be more satisfied with Song Jungkook the roommate.

He was a feast for the eyes, usually did his best to avoid talking to her, and was very generous...

She thought it over and offered in return, "If you need my help for anything, you can tell me too."

Ruan Lisa naturally knew that Song Jungkook didn't have any requirements for the original owner. Even if he did, it would be related to their child.

Song Jungkook didn't bother being excessively polite with her. "Okay. Take Little Woo to school. He'll be starting school in a few days."

Ruan Lisa quickly agreed.

She had a hunch that even if she never returned to her original world, she would continue to get along fine with Song Jungkook. They were both people that behaved judiciously. She believed that as long as their intentions didn't change, they would be able to continue happily cooperating in this type of marriage.

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Since she had time and money, Ruan Lisa lost her sense of urgency in finding a job. She wanted to learn more things.

In the following days, she took Little Woo out and signed up for English classes. If she could learn how to speak English fluently, it would be much easier to find a new job if she were to return to her original world.

Finally, Ruan Lisa signed up for classes that would be useful for her current life: baking.

At present, she only thought about learning these two things. There were other things she wanted to learn as well, but there was a limit to her time. If she spread herself too thin by trying to learn too many things, she might only get average results. It would be better to focus on two things and learn them well.

Little Woo was a blabbermouth, and he couldn't keep any secrets. He would come clean without his dad asking any questions. He shared with his dad everything that had happened during the past few days. "Mom is going to learn English and also... how to bake cakes. Mom is going to bake cakes and cookies for me once she learns how!"

When he said these words, his expression was very pleased. It was as if he had already eaten the cakes and cookies made by Ruan Lisa already.

"I'm sure that cakes and cookies made by my mom will be the very best in the world!"

Song Jungkook couldn't believe the Ruan Lisa that Little Woo was talking about existed.

Learning English didn't seem out of character for her, but learning how to bake? They had lived under the same roof for four years, but he had rarely seen her enter the kitchen.

What had happened to her? Was it serious?

Was... was she okay?

In the next room, Ruan Lisa didn't know that Song Jungkook's thoughts were going in this direction. She was looking forward to the future. Thinking of how she would know this and that when she returned to her original world, she felt elated.

She hoped that she would be able to remain in this world for a longer period of time. It would be good if she could have the time to learn more skills that would help her earn a living, ah. Anyways, right now, she had time and money. If she didn't grasp this opportunity, she would cry in the future for wasting it.