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

She wanted to withdraw her hand at the first moment, but he held it tighter at the first moment, and the two of them were deadlocked in place.

After a while, Fu Shiyan came back to his senses first, and let go of his hand slowly, "I scared you."

The feeling of grievance and pity came again, Jiang Shu lowered his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to escape, "I'll go back first."

She was afraid that if she stayed a little longer, she would not be able to help but overflow with sympathy.

But not long after she walked out, she remembered something and turned around: "Where are you living with Putao now?"

The man stood under the street lamp, "At Fu's house, don't worry."

She nodded and followed the nanny back.

To think that he would go back to Mingyuan is also muddled, it should be a place that no one wants to go back to.

It was only after Jiang Shu went back that he realized that Fu Shiyan's vehicle could just be seen from the window of the room. He hadn't left yet, and he was still standing where he was, looking in the direction of Wen's house.

Mo Yi came out from the side and said something in a low voice.

Fu Shiyan nodded before getting in the car and leaving.

Sitting on the ground, Jiang Shuhua still couldn't imagine how lonely Fu Shi's banquet was during the two years she was not in Haicheng.

The next day, Qing Ying sent someone to send a custom-made dress, "No matter what, your identity is here, so you should always dress according to your identity."

What was sent was a white cheongsam, which was well-fitting, and the designer's strength could be seen.

Jiang Shu knew this brand. When Song Youran was still there, the Wen family held her birthday, and they wore the same style that time.

Jiang Lingyu and Wen Jing were both there at the moment, but the latter didn't react, "White is good, white is suitable for Xiaoxiao, and it is also your favorite color."

He seemed to understand, but the smile on the corner of Jiang Shu's mouth didn't reach his eyes.

"I've long since disliked wearing white."

Jiang Lingyu's eyes dimmed, and she took the lead to make a rescue: "It's okay, there are still a lot of clothes in the cloakroom, and it's the same to change another one."

Qing Ying's expression turned gray, Jiang Shu took the clothes, "But it's very pretty, thank you Qing Ying."

Qing Ying gave her a thankful look, "Go and change."

The entire Wen family seemed to be peaceful, but it was actually full of signs of a storm.

When Jiang Shu changed his clothes and came out, he suddenly heard the sound of conversation at the corner.

The voice came from Wen Qiushi: "Are you crazy, don't you think it's not messy enough, and now you want to bring Jiang Shu to the public, really think that your status is so high that no one can shake it?"

Qing Ying was extremely impatient, "You are worried about her, but I am not. She is my best friend, should I be wary of her? Wen Qiushi, don't forget, she is your own sister."

"..."

Wen Qiushi sneered for a moment: "Then I wish you well, you won't be stepped on by your so-called good sister."

"Don't worry about it."

Jiang Shu listened to everything, leaning her back against the wall, did she really worry too much? Qing Ying clearly had no second thoughts about her, but she was speculating back and forth with Fu Shiyan here.

Qing Ying knows, she will be sad.

It is undeniable that Jiang Shu is very suitable for white. Her skin is as firm as fat, and she can break it without a trace of fat. It fits perfectly with this cheongsam, and she walks even more gracefully.

Wen Jing watched the two juniors leave hand in hand, and sighed helplessly, "It would be great if Xiaoxiao lived by our side since childhood."

In that case, she will definitely be a very well-behaved and clingy daughter, and won't be so unfamiliar.

Jiang Lingyu shook her head, "We owe her. By the way, it's time for Fu Shiyan to arrive."

Wen Jing came back to his senses: "The set time is now, it's time to arrive."