On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Jiang Shu froze on the spot, she nodded after a while, stood up and called Mo Yi in, "He's drunk, help him in to rest."

Mo Yi entered in a hurry, but saw Fu Shiyan's subtle eyes, and didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while. And Jiang Shu had already returned to the room. To be precise, it was Fu Shiyan's room. She stayed here temporarily for the past few days.

Mo Yi was neither advancing nor retreating, "I... shouldn't have come in."

Fu Shiyan just closed his sore eyes, feeling exhausted.

After the design drawing was completed, Jiang Shu was the chief designer, so he naturally wanted to show it to Zhou Liangqi in person, not only him, but also the leader in charge of the project, so they held a banquet in a high-end restaurant.

Before Jiang Shu went, he specifically asked Mo Yi to make a wheelchair for her. She sat on it and tried it. It was still fully automatic, which was very good.

Putao sat in Fu Shiyan's arms, "Mom, is this your new toy?"

The corners of Jiang Shu's lips twitched, and he saw Fu Shiyan leaning against the door with a half-smile, not the loneliness of that day, but the calm mood as usual.

"If you expect Zhou Liangqi to have a conscience, you might as well expect to win the stars."

The man sneered, not polite at all.

Jiang Shu adjusted the wheelchair, "How about a formality, in case someone has more feelings for me, no one can say for sure."

There is something in these words, she said it on purpose, the wonderful atmosphere that day woke her up, she can no longer be ambiguous with Fu Shiyan, it is impossible for them to be different now.

Fu Shiyan heard it, his expression didn't change, and his tone was the same as usual, "Then I wish you good luck."

Jiang Shu bent his lips, "I would like to borrow your good words."

They came and went so freely that the people around them were covered in cold sweat.

"I won't see you off tomorrow, I have business to deal with."

Jiang Shu didn't take it seriously, and said coldly: "I can go by myself, I don't need you to send me."

Fu Shiyan left with grapes in his arms.

The servant couldn't bear to listen, so he said to her cautiously: "Madam, don't you hurt your husband's heart by talking like this?"

"I said, don't call me madam, I have been divorced from him for a long time, I am not someone's subordinate, I am myself." Jiang Shu said word by word.

"Don't weave sweet dreams for him."

The servant was a little embarrassed and quickly said sorry.

The back of the man walked farther and farther without looking back. Jiang Shu glanced at him and forcibly suppressed what he thought was sympathy.

The next morning, when Jiang Shu woke up, Fu Shiyan was no longer at home, and Jiang Zhou was taking care of Lao Jiang for breakfast, "I just left not long ago."

Jiang Shu pursed his lips. "I didn't mean to ask him."

Jiang Zhou looked in disbelief.

She simply tidied up, how haggard and haggard she was, and Putao was still sleeping before going out, she told Jiang Zhou: "Drink milk every three hours, remember to tell her to go to the toilet, and Auntie will take care of the supplementary food. Don't call me."

Jiang Zhou looked confident, "I've been with the little girl for so many days, so I can do it."

Jiang Shu thinks about it too, no matter how bad it is, there are servants to help.

She felt relieved, bent down and said to Lao Jiang, "Dad, I'm leaving."

Lao Jiang reacted a little slower, "Huh? Son, who is your name?"

Jiang Shu took a deep breath.

He actually went out with a wheelchair.

Jiang Zhou was right. Not long after Fu Shiyan left, two cars passed by at the corner. Jiang Shu asked Mo Yi to step on the accelerator.

"Sir, you obviously have no business today." Secretary Huo, the co-pilot, couldn't understand.