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

The phone fell from Jiang Shu's hand and fell to the ground.

This afternoon, dark clouds were overwhelming the city outside, and the torrential rain fell suddenly, and the heavy rain fell on the ground like a broken bamboo.

Jiang Shu was repeatedly overwhelmed by the man on his body, and it was useless to resist, so he could only bow his head and surrender.

Fu Shiyan was particularly emotional today, even flirting was unbearable.

Jiang Shu hugged the man tightly, and finally closed his eyes, as if he saw fireworks.

After the end, it was two hours away, and it was going to be dark.

Lying beside him, she asked cautiously, "What kind of person is your mother?"

There was a slight silence, Fu Shiyan grabbed her finger and played with it, a little carelessly.

"Very strong."

Her name is Qiao Xia, and this name is a very powerful presence in the business world.

Fu Shiyan's father passed away when he was young, and Qiao Xia brought him up in the mixed family of Fu's, during which time he experienced many plots and conspiracies.

Fu Yixiang used to be in charge of the Fu family. Later, after experiencing turmoil, it was Qiao Xia who came forward first and took the helm to calm the situation with the influence of her natal family. Only then did the story of Fu Shiyan enter the Fu family with a very strong attitude more than ten years later, and the power was centralized. , he is the sky.

Afterwards, Qiao Xia left without bothering about the Fu family's affairs, and walked away alone, chic and reckless.

Nowadays, most people see Fu Shiyan's thunderous approach and regard him as their belief.

But anyone who can really analyze the situation knows that Qiao Xia is a very important part of Fu Shiyan's success.

Women in the business world are mostly strong.

However, she doesn't love Fu Shiyan.

She is unwilling to admit the existence of this son.

Fu Shiyan won't talk about it here, Jiang Shu knows it and doesn't ask any more questions.

It's hard to imagine that such a woman has mental illness.

Fu Shiyan did what he said, and he took Father Jiang to Mingyuan. Soon, Grandpa and Aunt Liu also came to visit Father Jiang before eating together.

Rarely, Jiang Shu turned around and felt the long-lost taste of the year.

The next day, just after dawn, the servants of Mingyuan had already got up and performed their duties.

When Jiang Shu appeared in the kitchen, the chef was shocked, "Ma'am."

She put her index finger to her lips, beckoning him to keep his voice down.

"What are we eating today?"

The breakfast in Mingyuan is divided into Chinese style and Western style every morning.

"I'm in charge of making Chinese style, can you teach me what's wrong?"

The chef was flattered, "Ma'am, this kind of thing is not your responsibility..."

Jiang Shu raised his index finger again.

The chef bowed his head in silence, wondering whether to let her do it or not.

But Jiang Shu's movements are very neat, and the things he made are also beautiful. The soft buns come out of the steamer, and the aroma is tangy.

Soaked soybeans are freshly squeezed together with special water transported from Changbai Mountain, milky white steaming soybean milk is poured out, and sugar is sprinkled.

Her petite body moved around the huge kitchen, although she was busy but not messy, the chef was amazed by what she made.

He praised decent words on his lips, but he was thinking in his heart that the wife Fu Shiyan married should not be bad.

Fu Shiyan discovered that Jiang Shu was not in the room 10 minutes later, dropped his hand, touched the empty room, and was completely awake.

He searched all the way, just in time to see Jiang Shu coming out of the kitchen with a plate, was burned, and hurriedly touched his ear.

When she looked up, she saw him standing not far away, frowning and staring at herself, and subconsciously hid her hands back, stunned.

Fu Shiyan walked over quickly, took her hand, and found that there was nothing wrong with it, his brows widened.

"When did you get up?" he asked.

Jiang Shu pushed him away, and answered irrelevantly, "I smell like oily smoke all over my body."