President, my wife is looking for a stepfather for the young men again.

Ruan Shuyi looked at Tian Lele beside her, still looking down at the photo. Tian’s mother also offered advice.

"This one looks good, send this one."

Tian Lele thought it looked good, but Tian’s mother said no. In the end, Tian Lele clicked on all the pictures she just took and sent them.

Tian Lele opened the video and looked up after hearing a familiar ringtone.

When he saw Jiang Jun in the living room, he was startled for a moment, and then showed a big smile.

He was running towards him, and when he saw his father with a dark face in front of him, he trembled and stopped in place.

Tian Jinsong......

Is this the daughter he has loved since childhood? Her reaction was so heartbreaking.

"Old Tian, ​​why don't you let your child come over and sit down?" Tian's mother said to break the awkwardness.

"Xiaojun, come here and help Lele look at the wedding dress." Tian's mother ignored Father Tian's dark face.

My daughter's happiness is the most important thing, why is this old man causing trouble?

Jiang Jun walked to Tian Lele's side, his eyes full of tenderness. Even if Tian's father was present, he couldn't restrain himself and stepped forward to hug Tian Lele.

Tian's mother was smiling happily at the side, these two children are so perfect for each other.

Tian's father saw that his wife and daughter did not understand his good intentions, so he went upstairs with a calm face.

Ruan Shuyi looked at the happy family and was happy for her best friend and Jiang Jun.

It's nice to have someone to protect you and hurt you.

Thinking of what Chu Xichen said about getting married in the spring, Ruan Shuyi seemed to be looking forward to it.

What woman doesn’t want a perfect wedding…

……

After leaving Tian Lele's house, Ruan Shuyi went to Zhou Kai's paint store. There were several paints at home, so she wanted to replenish some supplies.

Painting has always been a window for Ruan Shuyi to express her emotions.

"Welcome." When Ruan Shuyi walked in, the door sensor on the door rang.

Ruan Shuyi saw that there was no one in the store, so she looked at the paints in front of the shelves.

"Ruan Shuyi" Zhou Kai's voice was full of surprise.

"How come you, the boss, only know how to hide and play, and don't even visit the store." Ruan Shuyi laughed and teased Zhou Kai.

Zhou Kai blushed when Ruan Shuyi said that. Haha, he still blushes so easily.

The two have not seen each other since the last time Jiang Jun's restaurant was renovated.

"I'll get the supplies inside and make up for it." Zhou Kai sheepishly picked up the paint in his hand.

After Ruan Shuyi picked the paints, she looked at Zhou Kai and said, "Remember to tell me when organizing an art exhibition."

She felt that Zhou Kai would definitely become famous.

Ruan Shuyi was sitting on a chair chatting with Zhou Kai. They both like painting and have many common topics.

Ruan Shuyi also felt that she hadn't had such a fun conversation in a long time.

Zhou Kai told Ruan Shuyi his experience of traveling around in search of inspiration. Although Ruan Shuyi has no experience, she can empathize.

Painting creation requires special inspiration.

"Welcome" the door sensor rang again.

Ruan Shuyi saw several boys coming in at the door. They were junior high school students, wearing the uniforms of Nancheng No. 3 Middle School.

The teaching level of Nancheng No. 3 Middle School is worse than that of No. 2 Middle School. It's incomparable to No. 1 Middle School.

Most of the students who study here are children from families who are assigned by district, have average family conditions, or don't pay much attention to education.

Because it is compulsory education, there is basically no fee for junior high school.

Ruan Shuyi looked at how the boy behind him looked familiar. It seems that I have seen it somewhere.

Several children are learning to draw and are discussing paints, usage, proportions, and colors.

Zhou Kai will help them introduce them.

Because Zhou Kai usually teaches them something. So several people are relatively familiar with Zhou Kai.

They are all students in Zhou Kai’s mother’s Qingshu painting class.

"Liu Chuan, have you thought about your theme? What will you draw this time?"

Liu Chuan?

No wonder he looks familiar. Isn't this Secretary Liu's son?

Why am I studying in No. 3 Middle School? Is it because the tuition here is low, or is it because of what happened last time?

Last time, some classmates discussed how he came to No. 3 Middle School because his grades were pretty good. Second Middle School had more advantages than high school.

"I haven't thought about it." Liu Chuan replied coldly.

"Tch, are you afraid that I will use your idea? I don't care. I have thought about it a long time ago." said the boy with small eyes who just talked to Liu Chuan.

"I really didn't think about it." Liu Chuan was still cold.

Ruan Shuyi saw that Liu Chuan had a coldness that did not suit his age. It seemed that Liu Chuan was not the same person as Liu Chuan who beat Mei Xuejiao in public.

After several students picked the paints, they also sat up on the chairs next to them and discussed their painting themes together.

"Brother Kai, is this your girlfriend?" A boy with a crew cut looked at Zhou Kai and Ruan Shuyi. Curious about their relationship.

None of them had ever seen Zhou Kai appear with a girl.

"No, he's my classmate, and he's also a painter."

Zhou Kai looked at the little devils and found it funny. Why are children today so gossipy and so direct in their speech?

"Sister, you also paint..."

Ruan Shuyi felt the chatty style of the boy with a crew cut, and felt that he was more talkative than Tian Lele.

The last few people's chat returned to painting.

"Ding ding..." Liu Chuan's phone rang, and he went out to answer the phone nervously.

"Sorry, I have something to do at home, so I have to leave first." Liu Chuan picked up the paint and ran out in a hurry.

"What's wrong with Liu Chuan? You're so anxious. Didn't we make an appointment to play ball?"

"If anything could happen, it must be his mother's fault. I almost went crazy when I heard about it," said the boy with small eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, how do you know." The boy with the crew cut didn't believe it, it was impossible. He had never heard Liu Chuan say that.

Liu Chuan just doesn't like to talk. He is actually a very nice person, so you can't talk nonsense about him.

"You only have painting and playing ball in your mind. Have you paid attention to other things?" The boy with small eyes didn't care.

"His parents are getting divorced, but her mother refuses to leave. She throws things every day and takes all her anger out on Liu Chuan. He says that if he hadn't given up his job because of going to school, he wouldn't be looked down upon by his father now."

"I heard that his father cheated on him and found someone older than him..."

The little eyes became more and more enthusiastic as they talked.

"Don't talk nonsense, Liu Chuan will be angry if he hears it." The boy with the crew cut didn't believe it, and felt that his little eyes were full of nonsense.

Can you believe the words of a person who doesn’t have a handle on his words?

"Believe it or not, I have a primary school classmate in No. 2 Middle School who happened to be in Liu Chuan's class. He told me this. There is absolutely no lie."

"If it weren't for that, there was so much difference between the third middle school and the second middle school, how could he not come from the second middle school to the third middle school. He did very well in the second middle school."

The little eyes seemed to bring the gossip online, chattering about Liu Chuan's father and mistress. There is also the matter of Liu Chuan beating the mistress.

Ruan Shuyi was wondering how the quarrelsome couple could get to this point.

Was it forced by Mei Xuejiao or Secretary Liu volunteered.

She didn't know what Secretary Liu was after. Mei Xue had neither beauty nor money.

Maybe he is willing to go out and show off enough...

It turns out that any woman can become a mistress. It has nothing to do with appearance or age. Any woman other than your own wife is fine.

Men are really not picky about food, and so is Chu Xichen...

Ruan Shuyi thought of the bad memories from the past. Although it was a misunderstanding, how could there be a misunderstanding if you didn't give her a chance.

After a while, Ruan Shuyi's phone rang.

It was Chu Xichen who called. She decisively pressed hang up. The anger that had just calmed down rose again.