I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack

The night is like ink.

Shen Ruojing looked at Chu Cichen quietly.

The streetlights hit his face, which softened the contours of his face, and the high bridge of his nose seemed to bow his head at this moment, hiding in the shadows.

That truth seemed to make him very dissatisfied.

Shen Ruojing had some thoughts in his heart, and the guess that had arisen came to his mind again.

Is that really the case?

Chu Cichen licked his dry lips, his eyes dodged, and he suddenly looked at her: "I once said, I will never lie to you."

Shen Ruojing was taken aback.

This sentence was said by 527 to 518 when they were in the organization.

She nodded, "So?"

Chu Cichen opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to say it. At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been rescued, he asked Shen Ruojing for instructions: "Can I answer the phone first?"

"..."

How arrogant this guy was when he didn't recognize her before, but now he has to get his consent to answer the phone.

Moreover, his eyes were deep, and he looked very affectionate, as if he had hidden all the love in his heart.

Such Chu Cichen made Shen Ruojing feel distressed for no reason.

She nodded: "You take it."

Chu Cichen took out his mobile phone and answered the call. He didn't know what he said, and he replied: "Understood, I'll go there right away."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Shen Ruojing again.

There is a trace of inexplicable, unexplainable affection and grievance in the eyes...

The man's eyes were red, and he suddenly said, "Jingjing, are you anxious to know the truth about that year?"

Shen Ruojing pursed her lips, and her heart softened again: "...It's not in a hurry."

Actually quite urgent.

This sentence made Chu Cichen heave a sigh of relief, he lowered his eyes, and his low voice was full of pleading: "I have an important client here who needs to meet, what happened back then can't be just a few words Make it clear. I'll tell you next time we meet, okay?"

"..." Shen Ruojing felt stuck in a breath.

But if the truth really makes it so difficult for Chu Cichen to speak...

She lowered her peach blossom eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Okay."

Chu Cichen breathed a sigh of relief again, and he walked out, "Then I'll go see someone first, and I'll find you another day."

"good."

Shen Ruojing stood where she was and didn't leave. Seeing Chu Cichen running away like a plague, she suddenly realized, was she just cheated by this dog man?

Not to mention that Chu Cichen is the president of the Chu Group, even though he always acted like a little milk dog in front of him back then, he was always tough in dealing with things.

When did you see him in such a difficult situation?

He must have pretended to be wronged on purpose to soften his heart!

What kind of truth actually made him hesitate.

Shen Ruojing simply took out his mobile phone, found Lu Cheng's number and dialed it.

Lu Cheng quickly picked it up, with a respectful voice: "Master Jing!"

"What was the truth back then?"

"...Brother Chen won't let me talk." Lu Cheng replied very simply.

"..."

It seemed that something was really found, Shen Ruojing didn't make things difficult for Lu Cheng, hung up the phone directly, and then called Lu Hui.

Lu Hui answered quickly, and Shen Ruojing directly ordered: "Help me find out what exactly Chu Cichen did when he came to Jincheng Conservatory of Music twice."

"Boss, what's the matter?" Lu Hui asked very gossip, "Could it be that he is raising college students behind your back? Damn, he still studies art!"

"……roll!"

"Okay~"

Shen Ruojing pursed her lips before going out to return to Yun's house.

-

Music festival backstage.

The police came and took Xiaopang away for the crime of intentional injury, and he was expected to be sentenced to prison.

Wen Yuyi's head was bleeding and she was rushed to the hospital.

A farce ended quickly. Although there was an accident at the end, it was still very successful overall.

Shen Xiansong didn't care about these trivial matters, and just looked at Yun Yiheng at this moment: "You are good at learning Guqin."

Yun Yiheng knew that the person in front of him was Mr. Shen, and he was a little flattered to hear this, but he was naturally rebellious, and he would not behave submissively, so he just said uncomfortably: "Thank you."

Seeing his neither humble nor overbearing appearance, Shen Xiansong couldn't help admiring him, as expected of the Yun family.

He suddenly said: "I have a broken Guqin notation at home. I wonder if you are interested in it. Let me repair it? After it is repaired, I can send you to the Golden Hall to play."

Yun Yiheng's eyes lit up.

Did Mr. Shen really come to Jincheng to select talents?

He asked puzzledly: "What can I help you with?"

Mr. Shen didn't hide it, and said directly: "I'm getting old, and I always feel uncomfortable in my internal organs recently, so I want to find someone who can play the guqin well. I want you to play your "Plum Blossom Cold". Play it to me once a week."

It turned out to be a cure!

Yun Yiheng was dumbfounded.

He learned guqin because he likes Chinese musical instruments and wants to make it better, but he never thought that one day he would use guqin to heal his illness?

He excitedly said: "Okay!"

He can promote Guqin through Mr. Shen!

Shen Xiansong glanced at the assistant.

The assistant immediately handed Yun Yiheng a business card: "Mr. Shen can't stay in Jincheng for long, contact me when you arrive in Kyoto."

Yun Yiheng nodded: "Okay."

After everything was settled, Yun Yiheng raised his head and looked at Mr. Shen suspiciously.

It stands to reason that they have finished chatting, why isn't this one leaving?

You can't just wait for him to leave first, can you?

When he was thinking about it, he heard Shen Xiansong say: "Are you familiar with that Qingdai?"

Yun Yiheng's face flushed suddenly, and he lowered his head: "Very familiar."

"Well, you can ask her, if she wants to come with you, the Shen family welcomes you at any time."

"OK."

"..."

There was an eerie silence between the two of them again.

Yun Yiheng raised his head again, and looked at Mr. Shen curiously.

This rumored to be a decisive patriarch, but why does he look nothing like it now?

While thinking about it, he suddenly heard the other party ask: "Can I visit Yun's house?"