I Became the Male Lead's Stepmother After Transmigrating

Xiang Xiaoyuan turned to Lu Wanggui. "Do you have your wallet with you?"

Lu Wanggui's expression was clearly happy. "Yes."

"Do you have cash? Pay his salary first. I'll transfer it to you on Wechat in a while."

Lu Wanggui took out his wallet from his suit jacket. There was not much cash in his wallet, just a few 100 yuan notes. He took out one and handed it to Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was speechless. "You could just give it to him directly. Why do you have to pass it to me?"

Lu Wanggui explained, "This money is lent to you."

Xiang Xiaoyuan was both annoyed and amused. "You make it sound like I'd embezzle 100 yuan from you."

As she was complaining, she took the money and handed it to Lu Bei. Unexpectedly, Lu Bei suddenly said, "It's 50 yuan less."

Xiang Xiaoyuan: "? ? ?"

Damn, no wonder both father and son are rich. You calculate every single cent.

"I don't have 50 yuan, and your father doesn't have it in his wallet either. How about a Wechat transfer?" Xiang Xiaoyuan took out her phone.

Thus, she successfully became friends with Lu Bei on Wechat. After sending him 50 yuan, Lu Bei quickly accepted it, as if the next second, she would regret it and take the money back.

After taking the money, Lu Bei started to work. Lu Wanggui stretched out his hand towards Xiao Yuan. "Where's mine?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan: "...you want to take 100 yuan from me?"

She didn't even ask him for allowance!

Lu Wanggui nodded with a smile, his attitude was very good.

Xiang Xiaoyuan gritted her teeth, took out her phone and sent Lu Wanggui a 101 yuant. She gritted her teeth and said, "One yuan is your interest, you're welcome!"

He was so good at making money and so calculative. If he didn't become the richest man, who would!

Lu Wanggui accepted it and replied to her on Wechat, "Thank you."

She was clearly standing right in front of him, yet he still wanted to use Wechat to send messages. What was wrong with him!

Xiang Xiaoyuan returned to the master bedroom with a bellyful of complaints. It was getting late, so she didn't take a bath. She took a simple shower to get rid of the smell of hot pot on her body. When she came out of the bathroom, she happened to bump into Lu Wanggui, who had just returned from the bathroom in the second bedroom.

He handed her a black invitation card with intricate patterns.

After taking a bath, she felt sleepy. Xiang Xiaoyuan yawned as she took the black card. She didn't see the words on it clearly, so she thought that Lu Wanggui finally had the self-awareness as a husband and gave her a black card. Before she could express her excitement, she heard Lu Wanggui say, "This is an invitation card for a private seminar. You can go and listen to it when you have time."

Xiang Xiaoyuan: "? ? ?"

It was not a limited-edition black card with unlimited quota?

Xiang Xiaoyuan rubbed the surface of the card and found that the material used to make this invitation card was very high-quality.

"Private seminar? What are you talking about?"

"Don't you want to learn about the stock market?"

Lu Wanggui smiled and said, "I've been too busy recently and don't have time to teach you. The participants of this seminar are all acquaintances of mine. Two of them are very famous traders. They are much better than me."

"Really? Then I must go and listen to them."

It was easy to imagine how precious a place for such an exclusive conference was. Even if one had money, they wouldn't be able to buy it!

"Tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock. The address is on the back of the card," Lu Wanggui reminded her.

"Tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes, do you have something to do?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan stroked her hair. "I promised Yang Liu to go house-viewing with her tomorrow."

Lu Wanggui raised his head to look at her. Only then did Xiang Xiaoyuan realize that Lu Wanggui did not know who Yang Liu was. He was usually too busy with work and did not even have time to attend the parent-teacher conference, so it was impossible for him to know Lu Bei's teachers.

Thinking of this, she added, "Yang Liu is Lu Bei's mathematics teacher, Teacher Yang. Do you remember the last time Lu Bei went to a bar? It was Teacher Yang who told me on Wechat when she saw him."

Lu Wanggui nodded. "Did you two know each other before?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan shook her head and replied while checking the black invitation card, "No, I just added her on Wechat when I went to the parent-teacher conference last time. We got to know each other after chatting for a while."

Lu Wanggui: "..."

If he remembered correctly, it had not been long since the parent-teacher conference. In such a short time, Xiang Xiaoyuan had actually gotten along with that math teacher to the extent that they go house-viewing together?

What Lu Wanggui did not know was that it was not very difficult for Xiang Xiaoyuan to get to know a person who she did not dislike and even had a good impression of.

She quite liked this math teacher of Lu Bei's. After she added her on Wechat, she would also like and comment on Yang Liu's Wechat moments once in a while. Then, they moved to private chats. A few days ago, they had planned to go out for dinner and go shopping together.