Jiang Shutong had already sat in the co-pilot. He took off his coat and threw it into the back seat, adjusted the seat back, and found a more comfortable position for himself.

Chen Fu grabbed the car door, "Why?"

I dare not drive if you dare to sit!

Jiang Shutong looked sideways and said lazily: "I'll be awake for two days."

As he said that, he put down the back of the chair a little, and he was about to have a good sleep.

Chen Fu stood there for two seconds and said, "I just got my driver's license."

Don't sleep too much. Relax.

Jiang Shutong closed her eyes and knocked on the car window with her finger bones, "Come up."

“…”

OK, he doesn't seem afraid of death anyway.

Chen Fu regretted it a little more when she got into the car. If she was photographed... she turned to look at Jiang Shutong.

He has a clean and clear appearance, and when he doesn't speak, he gives people a strong sense of alienation. He closes his eyes, slight purses his thin lips, smooth and clean lines of his chin, and occasionally moves his Adam's apple, looking sexy and noble.

After staring like this for a few seconds, Chen Fu withdrew her gaze a little guiltyly.

"Jiang..." Halfway through her words, she stopped again. It seemed that it was hard to just call her name.

Jiang Shutong put one hand on the back of her head, waited for a long time but couldn't hear the following. She slightly turned her head and opened her eyes, "Hmm?"

This sound of dragging sounded unexpectedly gentle.

Chen Fu's fingers unconsciously snatched the steering wheel, "I want to ask, where are you going?"

Jiang Shutong thought for a moment: "Whatever."

Chen Fu:?

"Where are you going?" he asked again.

Chen Fu: "Wuli Bridge."

Jiang Shutong took out his cell phone and glanced at it, "Well, go there first."

Didn't this man say something was wrong? Chen Fu looked at him strangely and reminded: "Safety belt."

Jiang Shutong raised his eyes, hooked his slender and symmetrical fingers across the seat belt and brought them to his side very lightly. With a "click", he said, "It's OK."

Chen Fu breathed a sigh of relief and slowly started the car.

The intersection here is narrow, and she can drive slowly, so she repaired it for most of the day when she reversed.

Jiang Shutong was not impatient at all. He closed his eyes and breathed smoothly, and he was not worried that his car would suffer.

Yet, he is so rich.

Chen Fu muttered a few words, and the car finally drove onto the main road safely.

The journey was quite stable. After passing a traffic light intersection, Chen Fu stopped the car and stared at the intersection in front of her in a daze.

Should I ask him for an in-house ticket for the concert now, or please ask my cousin to ask him directly, would he take it faster?

Thinking of this, Chen Fu's gaze slowly fell on Jiang Shutong's face.

Is he asleep? He seems to be angry when he gets up.

Chen Fu remembered that a long time ago, Jiang Shutong was only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time. She ran to the Internet cafe all night in the middle of the night without telling her. She went over to wake him up in the morning. He was so fierce that he wanted to eat people, and rubbed all her newly combed braids.

Feeling the sight, Jiang Shu moved his eyebrows slightly, and waited for a while before speaking: "If you look at it, the car behind you will bump into it."

When he said this, his eyes were still closed, and his tone was so lazy that he could not hear the ups and downs.

Chen Fu came back to her senses. The red light had passed. The sound of whistles around her were clamoring to penetrate her eardrums.

She looked at the rearview mirror with guilt. The elder brother in the Mercedes-Benz behind had already stretched his head out of the window, yelling something.

Chen Fu's face burned, and she started the car in a hurry, and she breathed a sigh of relief after passing through the intersection.

Jiang Shutong played with her cell phone, turned her head and looked out the window, smiled, and said nothing.

The navigation machinery has issued a reminder: You have deviated from the route and are re-planning for you.

Seeing a large piece of green line wandering around the map, Chen Fu's hand holding the steering wheel froze. It seemed like a one-way street here?

Jiang Shutong pulled the seat belt, sat upright, took a bottle of mineral water from the side, moistened her throat before slowly speaking: "The intersection just now should turn right."

Chen Fu opened her eyes wide: "Why didn't you say it just now?"

"I don't want to say it."

Chen Fu: "..."

How could anyone - this, owe it, beating!

I endured it, but turned around and glared.

Her eyes were very beautiful, black and white, and she looked like stars were hidden, and she could see the whole thing at a glance.

Jiang Shutong touched her nose. She remembered that this little girl was very revenge. She scared her toy snake in the alley at that time. She remembered this for ten years and probably hadn't forgotten it yet.

He thought for a while, calmed his tone and asked, "What are you doing in Wuliqiao?"

"I made an appointment with someone." Chen Fu replied stiffly.

Jiang Shutong didn't mind and asked again: "What time?"

"Two points."

Jiang Shutong nodded, "Well, I'm going to be late."

“…”

Will he chat?

Jiang Shutong's cell phone rang at this time, and a phone came in. The ringtone was the accompaniment of "Speechless".

He seemed too lazy to move, so he raised his hand and pressed the car's hands-free hands-on.

There was a man's voice on the other end of the phone: "Where?"

Jiang Shutong was not very interested: "What's the matter?"

The man thought about it, "It's still for that variety show..."

"Don't answer." Jiang Shutong closed his eyebrows when he heard this, as if he was very annoyed by this matter.

The man had a headache: "But I am on Xingyi's side--"

Jiang Shutong directly pressed to hang up.

Chen Fu glanced at the light, and she knew the name on the display screen, Chen Huaiqing, Jiang Shutong's agent, and the boss of Shengqian Media.

The Star Arts he mentioned is the largest entertainment economy company in China, a listed group, and has first-class star-making methods. There are countless first- and second-tier artists.

But few people know that Jiang Shutong is the only prince of Xingyi.

Jiang Shutong did not sign a contract with Xingyi, so this matter started ten years ago. At that time, he was the most in-laws in his senior year of high school. He started a band outside and was not doing his job properly all day long.

Jiang's father wanted to send him abroad to study finance, but he said he wanted to debut.

Jiang's father was busy with his career in his early years and felt guilty about his son. He thought it would be fine for two years. But he didn't know that one of them was not obsessed with it. Jiang Shutong had signed a small company himself.

The company is Shengqian Media now. At that time, the boss was the only agent who was poor. Jiang's father was so angry that his beard was blown up. He hung it for two months but couldn't care about it. He could only send it with good resources and no money.

Jiang Shutong is very aware of the current affairs in this regard. He can handle the benefits of Xingyi throwing over it, and he is not in a hurry to make trouble. Anyway, someone has cleaned up the mess.

He is good-looking, born to sing and dance, but he is actually very popular. Later, he won three prizes in one go. In those two years, he was full of support from the streets and alleys.

Ten years have passed, Sheng Qian has long been among the three major entertainment companies. In addition to being an artist, Jiang Shutong is also one of Sheng Qian's bosses.

Xingyi wants to borrow some light from him, it depends on his mood.

In the words of my cousin and the others, it is quite shameless.

Chen Fu was so confused that she didn't notice a Volvo that was changing lanes in violation of regulations in the right front. She had little experience on the road and her mind was blank in an instant.

"Jiang Shutong!" she shouted subconsciously.

Almost at the same time, the steering wheel covered the other hand, with clear joints, simple and powerful, and the clear breath of a man was approaching in vain.

A moment of kung fu was barely avoided.

Jiang Shutong halfwayed his body, putting his hand on the center console, and he was very relaxed: "What did you call me just now?"

Chen Fu looked up and glanced at Jiang Shutong's face quickly.

He curled his lips and smiled a little badly, as if he was settled.

Chen Fu pursed her lips and pretended to be dead.

The little girl was originally cold and white, so she was even more blood-colored, and her eyes were red, and she was obviously scared.

Still so funny.

Jiang Shutong withdrew his gaze and rolled the car window down a crack.
To be continued...