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

Hua Tingjue and Xie Fangzhou are from the same department. They often get together to talk about music. They seem like like-minded friends.

Hua Tingjue showed the song he wrote to Xie Fangzhou and asked sincerely, "Fangzhou, can you help me take a look at this song? I always feel like something is missing."

"Okay." Xie Fangzhou took it without saying anything. He looked down and a wave of emotion appeared on his calm face. He asked casually, "How long did it take you to finish these two songs?"

"Hmm..." Hua Tingjue thought for three seconds, "About a week."

One week? Two songs beyond imagination, composed and written. Xie Fangzhou's expression was slightly stiff. He kept his head down, staring at the manuscript in his hand in disbelief, and a deep shock brewed in his heart.

However, his stiffness and dullness were fleeting, and he then praised Hua Tingjue: "Oh my God, Tingjue, you are amazing. You are really talented in music. I believe you will be selected by a scout and make your debut successfully!"

"Really?" Hua Tingjue couldn't resist the compliment. He couldn't help but curl his lips and asked Xie Fangzhou with an embarrassed smile.

Xie Fangzhou chatted and laughed with him, and even patted his shoulder and joked: "Of course, don't forget me when you become famous in the future."

Hua Tingjue was really happy to hear his teasing. He nodded with a smile: "Hahaha, don't worry, let's work hard together."

……

Perhaps it was because both of them were really interested in music and they got along better and better, so they had been going in and out together for some time.

Hua Tingjue even forgot to "cultivate feelings" with Jiang Wangshu. Fortunately, Jiang Wangshu was also busy with research and development with the team and had no time to pay attention to him.

The two of them just forget about each other.

However, Jiang Wangshu thought of it before Hua Tingjue. After she finished her meal and returned to the dormitory, she called Hua Tingjue. After a few beeps, the call was connected.

"You..." She wanted to ask about his recent situation as usual, but as soon as she opened her mouth to say a word, the other party hung up without hesitation.

That's right, without hesitation.

"Oh, he's dead?!"

Jiang Wangshu, who was stunned subconsciously, blinked, with deep shock and confusion between her brows.

Her performance was more exaggerated than usual, and her voice was raised a little in confusion, which attracted the attention of everyone in 301. Feng Xiaoxiao poked her head out from behind the curtains.

"What happened?"

"Who hung up? Who dared to hang up on you? Wangshu."

Jiang Wangshu hadn't reacted yet, so he didn't answer them. Seeing this, the three people in the dormitory looked at each other and secretly said something was wrong. Yu Feier quietly pointed to Jiang Wangshu's position and said in lip language: There must be something wrong!

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and agreed strongly.

Xia Weiwei also noticed something was wrong.

Jiang Wangshu pursed her lips and said nothing. This was the first time in six years that Hua Tingjue had hung up on her directly. She felt a knot of unresolved annoyance brewing in her heart. Suddenly, she smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.

Huh, hung up on her? Interesting.

Feng Xiaoxiao's little head turned around and around, and she boldly guessed, "Wangshu, could it be that your boyfriend hung up on you?"

Jiang Wangshu was too lazy to care about Hua Tingjue. She was not the kind of person who would rush to help. So she stood up and prepared to take her clothes to take a shower and wash her hair. She nodded and said, "Yeah."

Yu Fei'er shook her head, her beautiful eyes showing disdain, and she commented with a strong subjective opinion: "Then your boyfriend is really not that good?"

That's Jiang Wangshu! A celebrity at Peking University, a campus goddess, good at studying, beautiful, and good at making money, she's way better than these guys. This guy really doesn't know what's good for him.

"Men should be left alone!" Feng Xiaoxiao expressed her opinion on the bed.

Yu Feier raised her eyebrows and teased Feng Xiaoxiao: "Feng Xiaoxiao, have you ever been in love? You haven't even touched a man's hand in three years."

Feng Xiaoxiao retorted unconvincedly: "You've never eaten pork, but you've seen a pig run. Theory alone is enough to deal with a man."

"Right? Sister Weiwei." She also cue Xia Weiwei, the love expert in 301.

Xia Weiwei paused, "Well... maybe."

"Anyway, just ignore him."

"Yeah, you're right."

……

Jiang Wangshu really ignored him.

Hua Tingjue was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, because he had just come to his senses. He just... seemed to have hung up the phone with Jiang Wangshu.

For some reason, he felt a chill on his back, so he quickly called back, but no one answered the phone.

"It's over, it's over... She won't be angry anymore, right?"

Xie Fangzhou poured him a glass of ice water and handed it to him. Seeing his flustered look, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Hua Tingjue took the water and took a sip to calm himself. The cool water brought him a cool feeling, and he was no longer so anxious. "I just hung up on her."

This 'she' is, without a doubt, his girlfriend. Xie Fangzhou acted like a good brother and comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, your girlfriend doesn't look like a stingy girl. She will be fine. Maybe she has something wrong, but she will be fine soon."

"Yeah, you're right."

But an hour passed and no one answered Hua Tingjue's call. After returning home, he paced around the huge living room.

"It shouldn't be possible, right?"

"She's angry? But she's not the kind of woman who gets jealous."

Since he couldn't get through, Hua Tingjue found a roundabout way to save the situation. He found Feng Xiaoxiao's phone number that they had previously exchanged with each other.

When I saw the caller, the alarm bells rang!

She screamed and spoke tremblingly, "He! He he he..."

Her shout startled Xia Weiwei and Yu Feier, who were standing beside her. Yu Feier almost lost her facial mask. “What? Feng Xiaoxiao, are you crazy?”

"No, it was Wangshu's boyfriend who called me."

Yu Feier: “Ah?!”

"What should I do then?" Feng Xiaoxiao was helpless and at a loss.

"catch!"

"I dare not say."

"I'll do it." Yu Feier grabbed it.

"Hello."

"Hello, I'm Jiang Wangshu's boyfriend. We've known each other before."

"Yeah." Yu Feier pretended to be cool.

"I want to ask, is Jiang Wangshu in the dormitory?"

"Wangshu..." Yu Feier stretched out her words, "She..."

Just as Jiang Wangshu came out of the shower, the three of them looked at her. Jiang Wangshu understood instantly, "I'll call her back later."

"Oh ok."

Jiang Wangshu wiped her hair while walking to the balcony to make a phone call. Feng Xiaoxiao and the others pricked up their ears to eavesdrop on the gossip. She nonchalantly said to Hua Tingjue, "Oh, I thought it was some busy person handling state affairs who called me. It turned out to be you."

Hearing this, Hua Tingjue smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I didn't mean it just now." He touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "I've been a little busy recently. Fang Zhou and I have been chatting about something, and then... then, I... accidentally, um... hung up."

Hua Tingjue felt extremely guilty and his speech was incoherent.

"Then why did you call me? Keep chatting. I am interrupting your conversation."

"No, no, we're done talking!"

"Oh, you can come find me now when you're done talking, right?"

Hua Tingjue panicked, "No, no, don't be angry, I won't do it again next time, hehe." He was smiling and trying to fish in troubled waters, and then Hua Tingjue suddenly started the countdown.

"Three, two, one!"

"Look downstairs!"

"What?" Jiang Wangshu looked down in confusion. She saw several people holding flowers standing downstairs. In her ears was Hua Tingjue's excited and cheerful voice: "Surprise!"

"Did you buy it?"

"Yeah, make amends. I'm sorry."

"Row."

Hearing this, Hua Tingjue thought that the matter was settled and he was very happy. The next second he heard the sound of the phone being hung up.

Jiang Wangshu is dead.

She hung up the phone.

Putting away his phone, Jiang Wangshu leaned his hands on the railing, lowered his eyes to look at the roses downstairs, a sly smile flashed in his eyes.

She holds a grudge, so I have no choice but to give her a taste of her own medicine.

A consumption reminder came, it was the bill for buying flowers. Jiang Wangshu was speechless for a moment, looking at the moon in the sky with a gaze as calm as water.

"So the money for the flowers was paid with my card?"