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

Beijing Restaurant.

Hua Tingjue took Jiang Wangshu to their usual private room. On the way, they ran into a group of young boys and girls walking out. From the way they were dressed, they could tell they were from wealthy families.

They turned around and met the eyes of Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue. A handsome boy in the crowd, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking very bookish, suddenly widened his eyes with shock on his face.

The red-haired boy next to the handsome boy was surprised to see Hua Tingjue. He strode over and greeted him excitedly: "Hey, Jue brother, what a coincidence, you are also coming to Jingshanlou for dinner today."

"Uh……"

Hua Tingjue frowned. Who is this?

The other party obviously sensed his hesitation and patted his chest nonchalantly, "I'm Chen Chong, from the No. 3 Middle School next door. I played basketball with you guys during the last sports meet."

He reintroduced himself in an attempt to awaken Hua Tingjue's memory, but after he explained it in detail, Hua Tingjue became even more confused.

After his rebirth, even his memories of his childhood friends were blurred, so how could he still remember his opponent in a basketball game?

He didn't understand why, but since everyone else was acting like they were good friends, he had no choice but to give up and pretend that something had suddenly dawned on him, "Oh, I know!"

He patted his shoulder like a good brother and said, "What a coincidence. Long time no see."

Jiang Wangshu didn't pay attention to this group of people, but she felt a burning gaze falling on her, so she looked up and looked back.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and the sharp breath deepened.

Is it him?

She clenched her fists and turned her eyes away coldly.

Hua Tingjue sensed something was wrong. He followed her gaze and saw that this person was not as handsome as him. Was it necessary to be so excited?

So he tilted his head and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Jiang Wangshu denied it flatly.

Her voice returned to the coldness she had when they first met, and even her expression became much duller.

There must be something wrong!

Chen Chong said goodbye to Hua Tingjue, "Brother Jue, we are leaving first. We won't disturb you anymore. Let's have dinner together next time."

"Okay." Hua Tingjue waved his hand and agreed casually.

His attention returned to Jiang Wangshu. Who on earth was that guy? He would have to find out next time!

Hua Tingjue certainly didn't believe her. He secretly observed her expressions out of the corner of his eye, then deliberately fell back a few steps, stopped, and turned to look at the people who had just passed by, especially the tall and thin man.

She knew him? An old lover?

Tsk, the more I think about it, the more disgusted I feel. I don’t want to think about it anymore. Eating is more important!

The handsome young man calmed down his fluctuating emotions while walking, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Chen, that is..."

"Who is it?" Chen Chong was distracted and answered him subconsciously.

After a few seconds of reaction, he suddenly realized something and his expression changed from joking to serious. "Are you talking about what happened just now?"

"Ah."

"Tianyu, don't blame me for not reminding you, don't mess with him."

Suddenly, Chen Chong lowered his voice and said, "You have just arrived in Jing City. It is normal that you don't know who he is. He is the top playboy in Jing City - the third young master of the Hua family. In short, he is not someone we can afford to offend."

Then, fearing that the atmosphere would become tense, Chen Chong added with a smile: "But he is easy to talk to, has a good temper, and doesn't have the airs of a wealthy family."

Han Tianyu was shocked. His family had only been in Beijing for less than a year, and Chen Chong was already the person with the most prominent family background he had ever met. But this man was actually so much more powerful than Chen Chong.

Moreover, was the person standing next to him Jiang Ruonan? But how could Jiang Ruonan come to Jing City?

He was undecided and forced a smile: "Well, thank you, Brother Chong."

"You're welcome."

……

Inside the private room, Hua Tingjue handed a menu to Jiang Wangshu and listed the dishes familiarly. Jiang Wangshu was overwhelmed by the series of dishes.

Hua Tingjue turned to look at her with a smile, "Is there anything else you want to eat? All the dishes I ordered are signature dishes! See if there is anything you don't want to eat."

"No, I'm fine with anything."

"Okay." Hua Tingjue closed the menu and said to the waiter, "That's all."

"Okay, Third Master, please wait a moment."

Soon all the dishes were served. Hua Tingjue stood up and scooped a bowl of chicken soup, handing it to Jiang Wangshu, "Here, drink some soup to warm your stomach first. This soup is very fresh and nutritious, just right for you to replenish your body."

Jiang Wangshu took it and said, "Thank you."

"Oh, you're welcome."

Then he began to frantically pick up food for Jiang Wangshu, "Eat."

“This squab is good.”

“This wasabi shrimp ball is delicious too.”

"And this and this..."

Jiang Wangshu looked at the small tips of vegetables sticking out of the bowl and said, "That's enough. I can pick up some vegetables myself."

"Oh, okay." Hua Tingjue put the serving chopsticks aside. While Jiang Wangshu was eating with his head down, he planned to ask him some questions without anyone noticing.

"Ahem, um...did you see someone you know just now?"

Jiang Wangshu paused. So he was waiting for her here?

She naturally understood the doubts in his heart, and deliberately put down her bowl and chopsticks, looking at him with a rare smile, and said something chilling under Hua Tingjue's expectant gaze.

she says:

"Eat without talking or sleeping without talking."

A basin of cold water was poured down on Hua Tingjue, and the expression on his face froze. His hand holding the chopsticks became weak, and the light of expectation in his eyes suddenly went out.

Did she learn from her mother? How come she looks exactly like her? It spoils the fun of the meal!

Humph, not getting an answer, he angrily took two mouthfuls of white rice.

Jiang Wangshu lowered his eyes secretly, and after seeing his reaction, a sly smile appeared on his face.

……

When Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue returned home, the huge house was silent. Hua Tingjue seemed to have expected this, and he pursed his lips and smiled out of habit.

But he still asked Butler Yu: "Uncle Yu, where are my mother and the others?"

Housekeeper Yu: "Madam and the eldest and second young masters have already returned to the branch in Europe. They said they will be back after the Chinese New Year."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Hua Tingjue just nodded hesitantly, with a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

In fact, over the years, he is no different from other left-behind children. The only difference is that he is a wealthy left-behind child.

Since taking on the responsibility of the family, Mu Xiuzhi has been traveling around the world with her two sons all year round, leaving the young Hua Tingjue at home.

Hua Tingjue adjusted his mood quickly. He handed the recipe to Butler Yu and said, "Uncle Yu, please give this to the kitchen and ask them to make it for Jiang Wangshu according to the recipe to nourish her body."

Butler Yu took it and said, "Okay."

He hung his head and said to Jiang Wangshu listlessly, "I'm going back to my room. Bye."

"okay."

Jiang Wangshu had never experienced fatherly or motherly love, and didn't know the difference between the coming and going of family affection, but she seemed to be able to feel his loss.

But she was helpless and powerless about it. After all, she didn't know how to comfort people. The only thing she could do was study.

So, that night, with the lights on, Jiang Wangshu stayed up all night and finished all the winter vacation exercise books that had given Hua Tingjue a headache.