I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack

    Ye Wei nodded: "Yes."

    He frowned and said very puzzled: "Memory confusion only happens to mentally ill people. You are a genius doctor yourself, so young, why do you always doubt yourself?"

    One word awakens the dreamer.

    Shen Ruojing raised her drooping eyes slightly, "You are right, I was wrong."

    There can be no problem with her memory.

    Chu Cichen also said that there is no problem with himself.

    The problem is the event itself.

    Both of them went to school and took pictures. They both remember the scene of their first encounter. There must be other connections and reasons.

    She stood up, her slender body straight: "Uncle Ye, sorry for wasting your time."

    -

     "Brother Chen, how did you say an illiterate person became a musician?"

    The top floor of Chu Group.

    Lu Cheng stared at the phone, asked about the unknown teacher's popular science knowledge, looked at the fancy awards and past achievements, and asked with a confused face.

    Today, the news of the anonymous teacher is overwhelming, although the name of Shen Ruojing is not mentioned, and there is no photo of her, but the close-up of her hand playing the piano was released.

    That hand speed directly conquered thousands of netizens, and Lu Cheng handed the video content to Chu Cichen to watch.

    Below the news is a row of exaggerated comments:

    —She was only twenty when she became famous five years ago? Kneel down! 666666!

    —This hand loves love! This video is simply the benefit of hand control!

    —Ah, ah, the life of the anonymous teacher is over, right? Since she is the eldest lady of a wealthy family, has there been no news in the past five years, is she going home to inherit the property?

    …

    …

    Chu Cichen frowned and asked inexplicably, "What property does the Shen family have to inherit?"

    "..." Lu Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth: "Boss, this is a new Internet meme, just kidding..."

    Chu Cichen nodded.

    He glanced at Lu Cheng's phone again, and then threw it to him.

    Lu Cheng continued to sigh: "Why do I feel so unreal? Brother Chen, was yesterday's concert real? I'm not dreaming, right?"

    In response, Chu Cichen only gave him one word: "Go away."

    "Okay."

    Lu Cheng stuffed the phone into the pocket of the floral shirt, walked out, and when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around: "Brother Chen, you don't fall in love with her just because she can compose music. ? I heard that artists are high-minded, and they have a weird temperament, and they are quite similar to her..."

    What responded to him was the pen that kept flying over.

    Lu Cheng jumped on the spot, reacting a little slower, this pen might poke him in the eye.

    Chu Cichen said coldly: "I think Southeast Asia is suitable for you."

    Lu Cheng: "…"

    After Lu Cheng left, Chu Cichen took out another pen, but when he looked down at the document, he couldn't write anymore.

    He was curious.

    There is something different about her...

    Chu Cichen took a deep breath, suddenly opened the computer's player, searched for "Snow in June" and played it...

    Different from the lingering tones he imagined, what June Snow tells is not a romantic story. The tone of the tune is broad and broad, and it seems to reflect some natural and man-made disaster, and the music is soul-stirring.

    Chu Cichen narrowed his eyes.

    This is not a piece of music that a young, inexperienced girl can write.

    So what happened to her?

    -

    When Shen Ruojing got home, she found that Shen Qianhui had gone to work, and no one was cooking tonight, so she personally cooked a bowl of egg clear soup noodles for Chu Yu: "Eat lightly at night, seventy percent full. , is good for the body."

    "Okay, Mom."

    Chu Yu stared at the bowl of noodles, and when Shen Ruojing was not paying attention, he secretly took a photo and sent it to the WeChat Moments: [This is my mother's taste. 】

    After he finished eating, he saw a few more news in the circle of friends.

    Chu Xiaomeng silently liked.

    Chu Tianye: [Mummy cooks by herself? Her clear soup noodles are amazing, I want to eat them too! 】

    Seeing his news, Chu Yu tickled the corner of his lips and replied: [After eating, my mother is going to tutor me. 】

    Chu Tianye: [Why did Mommy never give me a lesson? 】

    Chu Yu rolled his eyes.

    On the first day he came to Shen's house, he watched Chu Tianye and Chu Xiaomeng's learning progress, they were no worse than him, how could my mother be able to do such an advanced subject!

    He typed back the message: [Maybe it's because I'm too stupid. 】

    Just after the news was sent, Shen Ruojing washed the dishes and walked out of the kitchen. She was holding her mobile phone and happened to swipe to Chu Yu's circle of friends.

    Shen Ruojing looked at Chu Yu, who had lost a lot of weight, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, do you need me to continue helping you with your homework?"

    Chu Yu's eyes lit up and nodded: "Okay!"

    An hour alone with mom again!

    After talking about addition and subtraction within 100 for an hour, Shen Ruojing found that even his biological son was still very crazy!

    She suppressed her irritable temper and went downstairs just to see Shen Qianhui and Jingzhen coming home.

    Jingzhen is talking: "I heard that Anonymous is in our company, and those artists who have left have come back, and all of them dare not play big names, you know? I saw it today. A popular little streamer who saw me before and ignored me, not only took the initiative to talk to me today, but also called me Teacher Jing, asking me if I wanted to film and play his dad in the play!"

    "..." Shen Qianhui smiled: "You agree?"

    "I'll look at the script first." Jingzhen proudly said, "I don't accept any bad drama, the role must be challenging!"

    Shen Qianhui twitched the corners of her mouth, not puncturing her husband's previous choice for acting.

    She said to Shen Ruojing: "Jin Chien's reputation is completely stinky. Now everyone in the composition circle has spoken, saying that no one will write songs for him in the future. Li Zhuo's company has also closed down. , I don't know who reported their company's financial problems today. The tax bureau has already checked and arrested everyone."

    Jingzhen sneered: "If people are unlucky, they can choke when they drink cold water. Li Zhuo has suppressed too many artists in the entertainment industry. It must be evil and evil, and it has been attacked!"

    Shen Ruojing did not comment on this. She put on her shoes and took Chu Yu's hand out for a walk.

    As soon as she left the community, her phone suddenly rang.

    She glanced at it and saw that it was an unknown number.

    Shen Ruojing hung up.

    Two minutes later, the number called again.

    Shen Ruojing hung up again.

    Five minutes later, they called again.

    Shen Ruojing frowned and answered simply: "Hello."

    An unfamiliar electronic voice came from the opposite side: "Shen Ruojing, do you want to know, why doesn't Chu Cichen remember you?"