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

Although he thought so, Jiang Wangshu still called Yu Xi, "Hello, Yu Xi."

Yu Xi answered the phone and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Jiang Wangshu reminded him: "Please help me pay attention to the relationship between Hua Tingjue and his classmate. Remember, just watch and don't interfere too much."

Yu Xi: "Yes, I understand."

The reason why Yu Xi was not allowed to participate too much was because Jiang Wangshu knew that Hua Tingjue hated being controlled the most. He was used to being free. If he found out one day that Yu Xi was her man, he would probably face unnecessary trouble again.

That day, Hua Tingjue suddenly found that he had neighbors. The empty house next door was occupied by someone, and he took a look out of curiosity.

At first glance, it looks like a familiar face.

"Manager Yu?! It's you."

What a coincidence, it was Yu Xi.

Yu Xi just happened to turn around and see him, with a surprised expression on his face, "Hey, Mr. Jue, what a coincidence, do you live nearby too?" His tone and expression were natural and calm, as if all this was really just a coincidence.

Hua Tingjue also felt it was a coincidence. When studying abroad, he would inexplicably have the illusion of returning home when he saw his compatriots and Asian faces. He couldn't help but sigh that he was very lucky to have made a friend like Xie Fangzhou, and his neighbor was also someone he knew.

"Yes, yes, I live next door to you." He pointed to his house to Yu Xi.

Yu Xi was surprised, "Then aren't we neighbors?!"

Hua Tingjue nodded happily and chatted with Yu Xi familiarly: "Indeed, I didn't expect it to be you."

Yu Xi explained with a smile: "I just got a promotion and a raise recently, so I was thinking of buying a house to put my heart at ease." He speaks differently to different people, this is the strength of Yu Xi, and even his micro-expressions when he speaks are just right, without any disobedience or flaws.

Hua Tingjue agreed with his idea, "Yeah."

"Then you go ahead and do your work. We can talk later when we have time."

"Okay, okay." Yu Xi nodded in response, looking at Hua Tingjue's back getting farther and farther away. His eyes, which had been leisurely and calm just now, became deep and calm in a second.

A defenseless person, just like what the boss said.

……

After the two finished their last class of the day, Xie Fangzhou hurriedly packed up his things, turned around and said to Hua Tingjue: "Tingjue, I'm leaving first. It's too late."

Seeing him in such a hurry and panic, Hua Tingjue asked in surprise: "What?"

Xie Fangzhou stopped and explained the situation to him: "I need to go to the teacher's recording studio to record a song. It's a bit far away and there's a time limit. I also need to take a taxi there. If I'm late, I'm afraid I'll be too late." As he spoke, he looked down at the time.

"Is it the recording studio that Professor Chris is in?" When Hua Tingjue heard him mention the recording studio, he had the impression that Professor Chris provided convenience for the students.

"Uh-huh."

Hua Tingjue thought carefully and calculated the time, "Then... the round trip must take four hours, right? You're already so late this time."

Xie Fangzhou smiled bitterly, "There's nothing I can do about it. For the sake of my dream, these hardships are nothing."

"That's right." Hua Tingjue nodded with deep understanding, and then an idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and he suggested: "Why don't you come to my house? I have a recording studio at home."

Hua Tingjue is not like other teenagers who pursue their music dreams and are poor and exhausted. Jiang Wangshu spent money to build a recording studio for him at home, so he can easily record songs without leaving home.

"Really?" Xie Fangzhou was shocked and surprised at the same time, "You actually have a recording studio at home?"

"correct."

Xie Fangzhou's expression showed that he wanted to go, but after a while he frowned again, reluctantly saying, "That... wouldn't that be too much trouble? I'm afraid to disturb your rest."

Hua Tingjue has always been generous. He knew that Xie Fangzhou said this out of consideration for him, so he waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, I need it anyway, it won't delay."

Xie Fangzhou burst into tears of gratitude, "That's great, thank you Tingjue, I really don't know how to thank you."

Hua Tingjue smiled and said, "We are all friends, your words are being too formal."

"okay."

In this way, Xie Fangzhou often went in and out of Hua Tingjue's house. At first, Hua Tingjue even separated a space for them to do their own things. But Xie Fangzhou was so attentive and enthusiastic towards him, so Hua Tingjue generously shared the recording studio and instruments with him.

……

The auditions for the "Cosmic Star" program have ended, and Hua Tingjue and Xie Fangzhou have both been shortlisted. This selection is different from others, as it only pays a large sum of money to allow the first place to debut and create a star, so both of them are working hard for the final debut spot.

First there are preliminary rounds, semi-finals and finals.

Whether it is the preliminary round or the final, Hua Tingjue plans to perform original songs, while Xie Fangzhou chooses to cover a popular song.

Both of them had no problems in the preliminary round and passed it easily.

But accidents and mistakes occurred before the semi-finals, and Hua Tingjue caught a cold.

"I've had a cold recently." Hua Tingjue spoke in a muffled voice into the phone. Jiang Wangshu hummed, "I can hear it." It was hard not to hear his nasal tone.

Suddenly, he sighed, feeling a little uneasy and irritated: "Alas, I don't know if I can get better before the game."

"Relax, the more anxious you are, the harder it will be to recover from a cold." Jiang Wangshu comforted him softly, then asked with some confusion: "Why did you catch a cold?" In her impression, Hua Tingjue was in good health and strong. She rarely saw him catch a cold or have a fever.

When talking about this, Hua Tingjue was very depressed, "The heating is broken, I am freezing to death in the middle of the night."

The heating is broken? Jiang Wangshu frowned slightly, and doubts arose in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he asked him: "Heating? Isn't there someone who comes to check it regularly?"

"Ah, I don't know, it's just broken." Hua Tingjue was also confused, because he didn't care about these trivial matters and had never paid attention or asked about them.

Jiang Wangshu continued to ask: "Is it just your house that is damaged, or are all the surroundings damaged?"

Hua Tingjue didn't expect her to ask this, and after thinking for a while, he said, "As for me, I haven't heard what those people next door say." But he couldn't say for sure.

"Well, you should pay more attention."

"Uh-huh."

It was useless to ask him, so Jiang Wangshu turned around and called Yu Xi, "Hey, Yu Xi, when was the last time the heating in the place where you live was checked?"

"Hmm..." Yu Xi almost didn't react when he was suddenly asked about the heating maintenance. After thinking carefully, he replied to Jiang Wangshu: "Boss, we checked it before winter, maybe less than a month ago?"

A month? The heater shouldn't be broken.

Jiang Wangshu always assumes the utmost malice towards strangers, and Xie Fangzhou is no exception.

Her long silence surprised Yu Xi, and he finally couldn't help asking her, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"The heating system in Hua Tingjue's house is broken, and he has caught a cold recently."

Yu Xi was also shocked, "Ah?!" He caught a cold at such a critical moment? Didn't Master Jue still have to participate in the competition?

"Is Young Master Jue okay for now?"

"Yeah, it's okay." Jiang Wangshu nodded, but she still expressed her doubts, "But I'm still a little worried."

Hearing this, Yu Xi immediately understood what he meant and immediately took the initiative to ask: "Boss, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Go and help me check on Xie Fangzhou's recent condition, and give Hua Tingjue some ginger soup or something to drive away the cold."

"okay."

Yu Xi acted quickly. While delivering food to Hua Tingjue, he secretly observed his and Xie Fangzhou's every move. He found that Xie Fangzhou seemed to have caught a cold as well.

He looked at the two people in the living room in surprise, and asked knowingly: "Ah, the weather has turned cold, are you catching a cold, Young Master Jue?"

Hua Tingjue sniffed and coughed twice, trying to clear his throat to get rid of the discomfort. He wrapped himself in a blanket and said pitifully, "Yes, the heater is broken, and Fang Zhou and I both caught a cold."

Yu Xi nodded in understanding and put the chicken soup on the table, "Oh, so that's it. Then you guys can have some chicken soup. It's not greasy after skimming off the oil, and it's just right to drive away the cold."

Chicken soup? Hua Tingjue's eyes lit up, and he looked up and thanked with a smile: "Okay, thank you Manager Yu."

"You're welcome."

Yu Xi waved his hand, and then he said goodbye to Hua Tingjue. As soon as he walked away, he called Jiang Wangshu, "Hello, Boss, Young Master Jue and Xie Fangzhou both have a cold."

"Everyone has a cold?"

"Yeah, Xie Fangzhou has been staying at Jue Shao's place for the past few days, so they all caught a cold because the heating was cut off."

"Okay, I get it. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wangshu fell into deep thought. He caught a cold? So this cold must have been an accident, not man-made?

However, the deep suspicion hidden in her heart made Jiang Wangshu unable to dispel her doubts for the time being, but she knew that this might be due to her preconceived stereotypes.

But no matter what, it's best to be cautious.