She wanted to withdraw her hand at the first moment, but he held it tighter at the first moment, and the two of them were deadlocked in place.
After a moment, Fu Shiyan came to his senses first and slowly let go of his hand, "I scared you."
The feeling of grievance and pitifulness came again. Jiang Shu lowered his eyes and subconsciously wanted to escape, "I'm going back first."
She was afraid that if she stayed a little longer, her sympathy would overflow.
But not long after she walked out, she remembered something and turned around: "Where are you taking Putao to live now?"
The man stood under the streetlight, "We're at Fu's house, so don't worry."
She nodded and followed the nanny back.
It was foolish to think that he would return to Ming Yuan. It should be a place that no one wants to go back to.
It was only after Jiang Shu returned that he realized that he could see Fu Shiyan's vehicle from the window of his room. He hadn't left yet and was still standing there, looking in the direction of the Wen family.
Mo Yi came out from the side and whispered something.
Fu Shiyan nodded, then got in the car and left.
Jiang Shuhua sat on the ground, still unable to imagine how lonely Fu Shi's banquet must have been during the two years she was away from Haicheng.
The next day, Qingying specially sent a customized dress, "No matter what, your identity is here, and you must always dress in a way that matches your identity."
What was delivered was a white cheongsam, which was slim and fit, and the designer's strength could be seen.
Jiang Shu knew this brand. When Song Youran was still there, the Wen family held a birthday party for her, and they wore the same style that time.
Jiang Lingyu and Wen Jing were both there at this moment, but the latter didn't react, "White is good, white suits Xiaoxiao, and it's also your favorite color."
He seemed to understand, but the smile on Jiang Shu's lips did not reach his eyes.
"I don't like wearing white for a long time."
Jiang Lingyu's eyes dimmed, and she took the lead to save the situation: "It doesn't matter, there are still a lot of clothes in the cloakroom, and it will be the same if I change another one."
Qingying's expression turned gray, and Jiang Shu took over the clothes, "But they look good, thank you Qingying."
Qingying gave her a look of thanks and said, "Go ahead and change it."
The entire Wen family seemed peaceful, but in fact it was full of signs of a storm.
When Jiang Shu changed clothes and came out, he suddenly heard the sound of conversation at the corner.
This voice came from Wen Qiushi: "Are you crazy? It's not chaotic enough. Now you have to show up with Jiang Shu. Do you really think that your status is so high that no one can shake it?"
Qingying was very impatient, "You worry about her, but I don't. She is my best friend. Should I be wary of her? Wen Qiushi, don't forget, she is your biological sister."
"..."
Wen Qiushi sneered for a moment: "Then I wish you that you will not be stepped on by your so-called good sisters."
"Don't worry about it."
Jiang Shu listened to everything. She leaned against the wall. Was she really worrying too much? Qingying clearly had no intention of her, but here she was speculating back and forth with Fu Shiyan.
Qingying would be sad if she knew it.
It is undeniable that Jiang Shu suits the color white very well. Her skin is as creamy and can be broken by blowing, and there is not a trace of fat. She fits this cheongsam very well, and her walk is even more graceful.
Wen Jing watched the two juniors leave hand in hand and sighed helplessly, "It would be great if Xiaoxiao had been living with us since he was a child."
In that case, she will definitely be a very well-behaved and clingy daughter who won't be so unfamiliar.
Jiang Lingyu shook her head, "We owe her. By the way, it's time for Fu Shiyan to arrive."
Wen Jing came back to his senses: "The appointed time is now, it's time."