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

Jiang Shu talked for a while, tired again, with his arms on his head, drowsy.

Fu Shiyan squatted beside her and covered her with a quilt, "Sleep at ease, tomorrow will be a fine day."

Junqing is lingering, Jiang Shu's consciousness is hazy, and he always feels a little disconnected.

The next day was indeed a fine weather. When Jiang Shu woke up, the sun outside slanted in, making her arms hot. When she woke up and got up, she saw the small figure of Putao sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book.

Fascinated by watching, she remained motionless, obediently waiting for her to wake up.

Jiang Shu felt guilty, and she stepped forward, "What are you looking at?"

When Putao heard the sound, she immediately threw away the book and threw herself into her arms, "Mom, you finally woke up!"

Jiang Shu touched her head.

"Why are you here alone?"

"Dad said he went to talk about something, and he will be back soon. Mom, are you hungry? There is food in the kitchen!" Putao looked up and waited for the compliment, holding her hand with a happy face.

Jiang Shu had no appetite and shook his head.

The scenery of the Fu family has always been the best. The hibiscus in the garden is in full bloom. The golden osmanthus on both sides of the road is also in good season. The orange petals have fallen to the ground, and the fragrance is fragrant.

The sun was shining brightly in early autumn, and Jiang Shu had a rare opportunity to look at this ancient building again.

Really, haven't been here for a long time.

Putao has lived here for many days and is familiar with many places, so he is very happy to play around with Jiang Shu.

When the waiters saw Jiang Shu, most of them had secretive expressions, but they still politely called Miss Jiang.

It used to be called Mrs.

Jiang Shu didn't care about this, he just walked and was taken to the main hall by Putao. The entire Nuo Da area was covered with floor-to-ceiling windows. From outside, he could vaguely see the shadowy figure inside. Fu Shiyan was sitting in the main seat.

A little careless, he was playing with the lighter in his hand, pressing it once and for all.

Putao couldn't help but say, "It's Dad."

Jiang Shu made a hissing gesture.

In fact, he has not changed much. When faced with things that he is not interested in, he will always be distracted.

Bking forever.

When Jiang Shu was in a trance, a voice suddenly came, "It's Miss Jiang."

She raised her eyes and saw Pingting's figure walking from the end of the corridor. She looked no longer young, about 50 to [-] years old, but she was still wearing a cheongsam and her temperament was still there. The waiter behind her brought a pot of tea.

"You are……"

"Miss Jiang is really a noble person who forgets things too much. We met a few years ago."

When Fu Shiyan brought her back to the Fu family a few years ago, she did meet a lot of people, but the branches were so complicated that she forgot them after seeing them. How could everyone remember them.

She apologized.

The man didn't mind, and motioned to the waiter to bring the tea in before walking closer.

"I'm Fu Wan's cousin. My name is Fu Chaqing."

Jiang Shu only reacted when the name was mentioned. As their eyes tangled, both of them had their own thoughts.

Jiang Shuke called out politely, "Hello, sister."

Fu Chaqing looked contemptuously, "Fu Wan is still lying in a coma in the hospital, I can't bear to call you sister."

Putao held Jiang Shu's hand and shrank back, probably sensing hostility.

Jiang Shu pursed his lips and touched Putao's head, "Has your little wolf been fed today?"

She shook her head.

"Go by yourself first, and mother will come later."

Putao timidly nodded, followed the waiter and left.