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

The emotions in Wen Su's eyes were very complicated, and he opened his lips, wanting to say something, but didn't say a word.

The early autumn wind blows in, raising their hair, and they stand opposite each other, like two bunches of white sycamore trees.

Jiang Shu only paused for a moment, then passed her and left, and Wensu could smell the sandalwood on her body as she passed by.

She had also smelled this smell from Fu Shiyan.

"Xiao Shu, what are you doing in a daze, where is Ah Yan?" Jiang Lingyu's voice came from behind, breaking the silence.

Wen Jing and Jiang Lingyu joined hands and stood at the end of the corridor, looking at her very tenderly.

Wen Su came back to his senses and walked forward, "He's almost here."

And Jiang Shuwu walked forward without looking back.

The phrase "Xiao Shu" was never called her.

Back at the main venue, the crowd gradually gathered in twos and threes, but what they said was still those scenes.

Lu Xun withdrew from the communication and walked to Jiang Shu, "Where did you go?"

"Toilet."

When she answered, she straightened her hair to cover the bite marks of Fu Shiyan, and looked around calmly. Zhou Liangqi was still there, but Wen Yuan was not.

She had a plan in mind.

"Here we come—" There was a sudden commotion around.

Jiang Shu and Lu Xun looked at the stage together. Wen Jing entered the stage leaning on crutches, with a loving smile on his face, he said into the microphone: "Thank you for coming to support our Wen Shu stage today. As we all know, I love her very much." I'm afraid that it will melt, and it will break if you hold it in your palm, everyone can give her this face, I am respectful, thank you in advance!"

He brought out his own identity in a few words, which can be regarded as giving enough face to everyone present, it can be seen that he is really doting.

There was applause from the audience.

Jiang Shu clapped along feebly, his face pale.

"Today is Xiao Shu's birthday. She is 24 years old. We haven't celebrated her birthday for many years since she lost her. This year I can finally realize my dream," Wen Jing said, his eyes were wet, " From now on, every year, I will give her a grand birthday!"

"No more regrets!"

The audience applauded again.

Lu Xun snorted lightly: "It's quite grand."

Jiang Shu couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, he just felt numb, as if there was a hole, and the wind was blowing in.

After Wen Jing finished speaking, Wen Su, who had been waiting by the side for a long time, already shed a few tears, trotted forward, and threw himself into Wen Jing's arms, "Thank you, Dad."

Wen Jing patted her head, and a staff member turned off the lights in the venue at the right time. In the darkness, someone pushed a cake forward, and a melodious happy birthday song rang out.

The person pushing the cake was Fu Shiyan.

He was still wearing the same white shirt and black trousers, with the sleeves rolled up to the crook of his arms, revealing his tight muscles.

The seven-eight-layer cake looked very warm with candles lit.

The audience sang in unison: Happy birthday to you——

Jiang Shu didn't open her mouth, she clapped numbly in the darkness, her eyes were cold.

A powerful fiancé, a wealthy family, gentle and kind parents, and so many guests in the audience who are willing to support her, and the identity of the eldest lady.

How enviable, and how dreamy.

Everything Wensu has.

The hardships of the past twenty years can be ignored.

Are you happy?

Wensu looked at the cake in surprise, obviously very happy.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes towards the candle, and made a wish for a while before blowing out the candle.

Light.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Xun stretched out his hand to block the light for her.