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

Jiang Wangshu sighed secretly and cursed "fool" in a low voice.

"what?"

"fine."

Seeing her eating slowly, Hua Tingjue muttered to the side: "Oh, look at you, you only eat so little for breakfast and lunch, no wonder you don't gain any weight."

"It's a good thing I'm here so I can keep an eye on you."

Hua Tingjue raised his eyebrows, and smiled with dignity and pride, "Just be happy, you're lucky to have met someone like me."

Jiang Wangshu paused.

She was so busy eating that she forgot to free her hand to slap him.

Indeed, his words deserve a beating.

But what he said was also true. Jiang Wangshu was too busy, like a spinning top. When he was busy, he would always forget to eat or just eat a few bites perfunctorily. He completely treated his body as if it were made of iron. But since Hua Tingjue became her assistant, he took on all the responsibilities.

……

After a period of experience, Hua Tingjue has mastered all the chores skillfully. It doesn't require any brainpower and is a piece of cake for him.

So easy~

That day, Jiang Wangshu knocked on his desk and said, "Come with me to a party tonight."

"What party?"

"A charity gala, but... I should be going to see the progress of the investment." Jiang Wangshu said frankly without any reservation.

"Charity gala..." Hua Tingjue said in a long tone. After a moment's silence, he gestured to Jiang Wangshu thoughtfully, "OK."

Suddenly, Jiang Wangshu turned around and looked at him deeply, his eyes deep and serious, and said to him inexplicably: "Be prepared mentally."

"Hmm?" Hua Tingjue was puzzled. "What?"

But Jiang Wangshu kept it a secret and didn't tell him directly.

When he arrived at the scene, he suddenly realized and his confusion was instantly resolved, because there were so many familiar faces here, all celebrities and wealthy people in Beijing.

But strictly speaking, they are not acquaintances. After all, Hua Tingjue is only familiar with the sons of these people, not with me.

"Is this what you are talking about?"

"Ah."

"Then should I block the wine for you later?"

Jiang Wangshu lowered his eyelids and replied calmly: "Qin Zhao, drink, you drive later."

Qin Zhao: “…”

How does it feel to have a boss who is so biased that he is biased to the Pacific Ocean? He knows, he has experienced it deeply, and it is chilling! It is so chilling that it cannot be expressed in words!

"Oh, okay." Hua Tingjue didn't care, as long as it wasn't Jiang Wangshu who drank it.

Jiang Wangshu let Hua Tingjue play by himself while she went to socialize with Qin Zhao. Hua Tingjue was also obedient. He didn't want to cause trouble for her, so he just found a place to sit down.

……

Mu Xiuzhi was on the second floor. Her sharp eyes randomly locked onto a tall and straight figure, dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a decent modern man.

After a closer look, wasn't this her disappointing son? She turned around and asked Lin Shuanglian in surprise, "Why is Xiaojue here?"

Lin Shuanglian looked in her direction and was a little shocked when she saw Hua Tingjue. She immediately explained, "Maybe he came here to accompany Miss Jiang. The Third Young Master has been helping out at Miss Jiang's company recently."

Mu Xiuzhi sneered: "He helped? I think he was doing more harm than good."

Lin Shuanglian remained calm and said nothing.

Then Mu Xiuzhi half-closed her eyes, retracted her gaze from a distance, and snorted coldly: "I asked him to learn business knowledge and come back to help the company, but he refused and protested to me firmly. Now, he is rushing to do it again."

"That's all I can do."

After saying that, she walked downstairs.

Hua Tingjue sat there bored, rejecting one man and woman after another who approached him to chat up. Just when he was about to change his position, a figure flashed before his eyes.

Oops.

mom!

He stood up and hurried after him.

Jiang Wangshu was busy and it was not convenient for him to disturb him, but he had met his relatives, so he could talk to his mother.

Hua Tingjue walked closer and was about to call Mu Xiuzhi, but Mu Xiuzhi glared at him coldly, scaring him so much that he swallowed the word "Mom" that was about to come out of his mouth.

Mu Xiuzhi refused his attempt to talk without saying a word, and walked right past him. Before leaving, she even ignored the mother-son relationship, as if they didn't know each other at all, and said something in a cold voice.

"This is the VIP seat, it's not for outsiders to sit here."

"what?"

Hua Tingjue: ???

Outsiders? Who? Mom couldn't be talking about him.

But when he looked around, they were all CEOs of big companies and groups, and he was the only insignificant assistant. Who could he be talking about?

The atmosphere was awkward for some reason, and Hua Tingjue was neither going forward nor backward. The waiters around him also looked at him with a subtle expression, wondering if this was a wild model who had sneaked in to try to climb up the social ladder.

The considerate waiter stepped forward and asked politely, "Sir, are you here alone? You need to show your card to reserve a seat here." The tone of his voice seemed to be questioning whether he was not invited but had sneaked in on his own, and he wanted to ask him to leave.

Hua Tingjue was unable to defend himself after being betrayed by his own mother.

It was the first time that he was driven away by someone's eyes. He panicked visibly and explained hastily: "No, I came here with my boss. We have an invitation!"

The waiters' expressions became more subtle.

Well, they are still looking for new sponsors while they have money, right? They have seen it all.

The waiters had cold faces and extended their hands to politely drive people away: "Sir, you are disturbing our distinguished guest, please ..."

Just then, Jiang Wangshu put down his social engagements and came over. "What's wrong?"

Hua Tingjue found someone to support him. In an instant, he felt confident and straightened his back. He said in a loud and clear voice: "They want to kick me out!" His tone was full of anger and grievance.

Jiang Wangshu's expression turned cold, and he handed over his cards with a bad look on his face. "He is my assistant. Is there any problem?"

"No, no, Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry."

"Can we take a seat now?"

"Of course, of course. Mr. Jiang, please take a seat."

The waiters smiled and left carefully for fear of angering Jiang Wangshu. When they walked away, Jiang Wangshu looked confused, "What's going on? What happened just now?"

"Alas..." Hua Tingjue sighed deeply.

Jiang Wangshu felt PTSD from his sighing, and her words almost got stuck in her throat. She tilted her head and hummed in confusion.

Hua Tingjue sat down angrily and complained, "Isn't it my mom? I met her and wanted to say hello, but she actually tricked me and said I was an outsider." He was very depressed, "Then...then those waiters doubted my identity."

"Is that so?" After understanding the whole story, Jiang Wangshu glanced at her and indeed saw Mu Xiuzhi's upright and serious figure.

Thinking about the reason behind it, she couldn't help but laugh.

But he was caught by the angry Hua Tingjue.

"I'm so miserable and you're still laughing?"

Jiang Wangshu put away his smile and asked, "Should I cry for you?"

Hua Tingjue froze, "Uh, that's not necessary."

He curled his lips and complained to Jiang Wangshu about Mu Xiuzhi's behavior just now, "How could my mother do this? Am I still her biological son?"

Jiang Wangshu shrugged. "I can't answer that."

Anyway, it wasn't her child.