Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

As soon as he left, the focus disappeared and the excitement died down.

Jiang Wangshu was quite surprised by this farce, but he had to sigh that the wealthy families in the upper class were just a circle. He loved her and she loved him.

Song Yicheng took the initiative to greet them: "Long time no see, fellow juniors." He also specifically called out his half-brother: "Yi An."

"Yeah." After the relationship between him and Xia Weiwei, Song Yian rarely lost his manners and treated him coldly.

Fu Chengqian who was standing next to him was watching the show secretly. He stood there steadily with his posture as straight as a pine tree, emitting an aura of nobility and indifference. His narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and with a light glance, he took in everyone present.

However, his pupils revealed undisguised disdain and arrogance, as if these people were nothing more than clowns and were not worthy of his attention at all.

I sneered in my heart: Children are children, they only know how to love all day long.

But one of them caught his attention.

He glanced at Jiang Wangshu. Although Fu Chengqian was very powerful, Jiang Wangshu didn't care about him at all. She was indifferent and ignored him. Moreover, she was somewhat disgusted with the Fu family.

It was all because of the business marriage between her daughter and the Fu family. She didn't want her daughter to be a pawn to maintain the relationship between the aristocratic families!

……

At the same time, a figure flashed before Jiang Wangshu's eyes. He was walking behind Fu Chengqian and was blocked because of the height difference.

Acquaintance——Xue Lian.

Jiang Wangshu slightly turned sideways, pulled Hua Tingjue's sleeve, and lowered his head to hide behind him. Her sudden approach made Hua Tingjue's heart beat wildly.

Not...her, what is she doing?

"what happened?"

"fine."

Jiang Wangshu didn't care about his reaction, he just stuck close to him and tried to cover himself as much as possible. This made Hua Tingjue very excited, and the corners of his mouth almost stretched to the back of his head.

There seemed to be four big words written on Junyi's face: get carried away.

He knows it!

This birthday surprise will definitely change this double-faced woman's opinion of him. No woman can refuse such a romantic and touching scene.

Although she didn't say it, she must be very happy in her heart.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but raise his head and chest out, looking heroic and confident, like a general who had won a battle and returned triumphantly.

Haha, taking Jiang Wangshu is as easy as drinking water.

So easy!

The more Hua Tingjue thought about it, the more excited he became. He raised his eyebrows coolly, patted Jiang Wangshu's shoulder in high spirits, and said in a childish tone while patting his chest: "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."

Ok? !

Jiang Wangshu frowned, and a huge question mark slowly appeared on her head. Did she miss something just now? She immediately raised her eyes and took a closer look at Hua Tingjue's expression at this moment. She immediately realized that this guy was probably starting to have wild thoughts again.

She closed her eyes helplessly, and said nothing, but sighed in her heart. Alas, sometimes she really wanted to share some of his confidence with others.

Xue Lian vaguely caught a glimpse of a human figure through the gap. He exclaimed, but then shook his head to deny his guess.

It shouldn’t be Mr. Jiang.

……

The stage has fallen apart, and it's time for people to leave.

After saying goodbye to Xia Weiwei and the others, everyone was exhausted and took the bus home. After a tiring day, Hua Tingjue was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

Perhaps what happened between Xia Weiwei and Zheng Tianlang today gave Song Yian a warning. Just as he was about to get in the car, he turned around and walked to the other side.

Wen Yanlin called him: "Hey, where are you going?"

"wait a second."

"OK."

Song Yian walked over to Jiang Wangshu and the others, raised his hand and gently knocked on the car window. After two crisp sounds, Jiang Wangshu rolled down the window.

"what's up?"

Seeing that Hua Tingjue had fallen asleep, Song Yian felt relieved.

"Do you know what Jue did for you?"

"What do you mean?"

Song Yian answered the question irrelevantly: "He took a flight for more than ten hours, and then went to the villa to decorate the birthday venue as soon as he got off the plane. The cake, fireworks, and balloons were all made by him. We didn't interfere, and he didn't rest in the middle. Originally, we said we would pick you up together, but he didn't want to disturb you, so he waited for you for several hours in a row."

"I guess he also spent a lot of time and energy on drawing that album himself. You like it, don't you? Maybe you don't know that he not only has to work hard to complete his studies but also learn how to survive in the United States. It's not easy for him to squeeze out that much time."

Finally, Song Yian breathed heavily, and after a long pause, he finally said those words: "I hope you can see the efforts he made behind the scenes."

“And it’s much more than that.”

It was really not an easy thing for Song Yian to tell these words to Jiang Wangshu, it could even be described as difficult.

Jiang Wangshu did not interrupt him, but listened to him in silence. Indeed, these were things she did not know, and Hua Tingjue would not tell her.

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

"fine."

After saying that, Song Yian decisively turned around and left.

In the car, besides the driver, there were only Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue. She turned her head to look at Hua Tingjue who was resting his head on her shoulder. With the help of the moonlight that sneaked in through the car window, she saw the dark circles under his eyes.

Jiang Wangshu couldn't explain his emotions, he just adjusted his shoulders so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Suddenly, Hua Tingjue moved in his sleep, stretched out his hand, and covered her hand with his palm,

Jiang Wangshu's mind was in a mess.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but he held her down. She whimpered every time she moved, mumbling, "Stop bothering me. I'm really sleepy."

Forget it, Jiang Wangshu gave up.

The result of giving up is...

Her hands and shoulders were numb.

Hua Tingjue, who had a good sleep before getting off the bus, stretched himself and pounded his slightly sore shoulders, "Ah... it feels good."

Seeing Jiang Wangshu's strange behavior, he tilted his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? You're so happy that your body is stiff."

"It's just a birthday surprise. It's not that serious..."

"Good things are yet to come! This is just a little trick in my bag, no need to be shocked." He waved his hand nonchalantly, pretending to be modest, but his smile was brilliant.

Jiang Wangshu: “…”

You shouldn't feel pity for some people!