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Chapter 285 Shen Chaosheng is Waiting
Shen Chaosheng sat in the back seat.

In front, Chen Bai who was driving opened his voice: "Shen Yezhong has been in and out of the talent market frequently these few days."

Talent Market?

Shen Chaosheng stroked his chin with one hand, thoughtfully.

After Shen Yuting's death, Dong Huizhu's spirit was hit, and she was sent to a nursing home for recuperation, and Shen Yezhong had no real power anymore. Usually, Shen Chaosheng saw him walking birds, planting flowers, drinking tea and tasting poems, and retired early.

This... What are you going to do in the talent market?

Shen Chaosheng couldn't figure it out.

He looked sideways out of the window, and was about to look away, when a familiar figure suddenly came into Shen Chaosheng's eyes.

"Chen Bai, stop!"

"squeak."

Chen Bai was taken aback.

The sense of crisis made him look around vigilantly, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to see Xu Zhengdong."

Chen Bai frowned, and followed Shen Chaosheng's gaze.

The streets are empty, save for a few rows of trees to mark their status.

Shen Chaosheng just glanced at it casually just now, and he didn't know if it was really Xu Zhengdong.

But that figure is very, very similar.

"You are in charge of checking the nearest flight to Ningcheng, is there Xu Zhengdong?"

"it is good."

"..." Shen Chaosheng didn't say any more, put one hand on his knee, and tapped his knee lightly.

Jiang Chunhe lost her memory, that was when she was in her senior year.

Now Jiang Chunhe has graduated.

Before I knew it, almost a year had passed.

Xu Zhengdong is about 18.

Shen Chaosheng thought so...

*
Jiang Chunhe was lying in the room, falling asleep in a daze.

In a trance, I only felt a clear breath approaching.

Opening his eyes, Shen Chaosheng reached out and stroked her hair. The man smiled at her, "Mrs. Shen."

Jiang Chunhe thought he was dreaming, and muttered, "You're back."

"Well, I bought you a present."

Jiang Chunhe came to his senses, this was not a dream, and sat up rubbing his eyes.

There is a red dress on the table.

The soft fabric and well-tailored style caught Jiang Chunhe's eyes. This is a skirt she saw in a magazine, and she really likes it. It is the same dress worn by a famous dancer in Ningcheng.

"How do you know I like this?"

"Mrs. Shen likes to dance, and she definitely likes this dress."

"Dancing is really important to me." Jiang Chunhe hugged the skirt and said with his head down.

"I know!"

He sighed and took her into his arms.

"Just as you are very important to me, I don't want to lose you."

"..."

"Today, your father and I drank some wine and talked a lot. Your stubbornness makes me angry. However, I love you, and I love you as a whole. I also love your stubbornness. I should stand on your side. I don't want to see you sad."

Jiang Chunhe gently pushed him away, frowning, her focus was on: "Are you drinking again?"

"Drink a little, it's okay."

"What if I have a fever?"

"No," he smiled, with a low voice, "I still want to dance for Madam."

Jiang Chunhe was stunned.

Can Shen Chaosheng also dance?

In her impression, it seemed...he could dance!

But I can't remember it.

"Hey--"

Shen Chaosheng clasped Jiang Chunhe's waist and took her off the bed. Under her surprised eyes, he still held her waist and held her hand with the other wrist, slowly waltzing.

The moon and stars are sparse, light and shadow alternate, there is no music, but the atmosphere is very gentle.

"I skipped the samba for you before. At that time, you sprained your ankle. It was my fault. I'm sorry."

"..."

"If you want to dance, let's take your time. Before your waist is healed, dance in slow motion like this. I will accompany you. When your waist is healed, allow you to dance a little more enthusiastically. I will also accompany you. Like this, okay?"

He is discussing with her.

Under the night, Jiang Chunhe's face was moved and warmed by that deep and magnetic voice.

She finally nodded, and fixed her bright eyes on the man in front of her, "Thank you, hubby."

Shen Chaosheng hugged her tightly.

"Jiang Chunhe, I love you."

Identify a person, how to change?

Since it is her, it is her.

He will never allow anyone to destroy this happiness.

Especially Xu Zhengdong.

He will not let Xu Zhengdong have a second chance to hurt Jiang Chunhe.

*
Jiang Chunhe went to school to attend class, watching a few teachers in the same office, stringing beads.

Quite fun.

She asked if she could give herself a few strings, and she wanted to string them too.

The teachers smiled: "We all get the goods from the talent market. Wearing a string costs one yuan, and wearing a thousand strings costs 1000 yuan."

"oh oh!"

Jiang Chunhe didn't care about the money, she just found it interesting!

She herself likes jewelry, which is shiny, and she has always been a little girl's temper.

Usually there are not many classes in school, and I am idle at home, so I might as well play with beads.

"Where is the talent market, I want to get the goods too!"

"It's in the East District, over there in the dungeon. You can go and have a look after work."

Eastside.

Jiang Chunhe remembered this place.

It's time for class, and she's going to class.

"Teacher, are you okay yesterday!" A student in the front row stood up and said worriedly.

"It's okay, why do you ask that?"

"Sorry, teacher!"

The whole class stood up and bowed to Jiang Chunhe.

This big battle left Jiang Chunhe at a loss.

The monitor said: "The teacher's husband came to the class today. He told us that the teacher's waist is bad and he can't dance, but the teacher danced for us with his back injury. We... I'm sorry for the teacher."

"It's okay! It's none of your business, I want to dance myself!"

"We will not let the teacher dance again in the future. If the teacher's husband is angry, it will be bad!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chunhe smiled, his brows and eyes curled up.

"He didn't get angry with me! He is a very gentle person."

"Is the little person hanging on the teacher's bag the teacher?" A classmate pointed at Jiang Chunhe's bag.

Jiang Chunhe looked down.

This is her wait ah.

The first gift Shen Chaosheng gave her.

"Hmm! It's me. My husband made it for me."

There is a little pride and pride in the tone.

In fact, Shen Chaosheng has done many things for Jiang Chunhe.

Jiang Chunhe likes every piece, just because he puts his heart into it.

"Then let's start class! Students, please sit down."

Jiang Chunhe opened the music textbook in front of him and began to lecture.

In this class, she had a happy smile on her face, like a heartless little girl.

This kind of happiness cannot be concealed, and all the students present can see that the corners of her eyes and brows are full of joy.

It was almost the end of the get out of class, and the class was over, Jiang Chunhe closed the textbook, pointed to a classmate, and asked her to sing.

This is a small activity at the end of each lesson.

Even if she sang badly, Jiang Chunhe would not laugh at her.

"Teacher, you are so happy today, is it because of your husband?"

"Well! My husband is a businessman. He is very busy today and has a lot of work to do, but since he came to school, I feel that he cares about me, so I am very happy!"

"Wow~ Teacher, you love your husband very much, don't you?"

Love……

Jiang Chunhe was silent for a moment.

Does she love Shen Chaosheng?

These three words have never been spoken to him so far.

She suddenly remembered that when she passed by his room by accident that day, the door was ajar, Shen Chaosheng seemed to be tired, he didn't take off his clothes, and fell asleep leaning against the bed.

Next to him was a tape recorder, playing a sentence in a loop:

"Shen Chaosheng, I love you!"

"Shen Chaosheng, I love you..."

The voice of each word is crisp, it is her Jiang Chunhe's voice, it's not like she can't hear it.

Jiang Chunhe suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Did she really love Shen Chaosheng in the past?
But, he must love her very much!

Just like a traveler walking in the desert, absorbing this rare water source, Jiang Chunhe's heart has been rippling with the sound of "I love you", and many emotions have become clear.

"Teacher, what are you thinking?" The words of the students brought back Jiang Chunhe's thoughts.

She shook her head and smiled, a smile so bright that it was overshadowed by the sunlight outside.

"It's nothing! My husband sometimes has bad things, but most of them are good to me. I love him very much!"

"Wow~~~"

There was an ambiguous sigh from the audience.

The fine sunlight fell on Jiang Chunhe's shoulder, she took out her mobile phone, edited a Weibo, and sent it out.

*
At this time, at the same time.

YC Group, conference room.

Shen Chaosheng sat in the middle, with calm eyes and a dignified posture, listening to the reports of his subordinates.

His personal mobile phone was placed beside him, and suddenly it vibrated twice. He paid special attention to Jiang Chunhe's Weibo.

So every time she sent a message, he received it immediately.

"I seem to be in love with a bastard!"

"rub!"

Shen Chaosheng got up quickly, causing the employees present to express their bewilderment.

"President Shen, what's the matter with you?"

"Sorry everyone, I have something to do, the meeting is adjourned now."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the coat at the side and walked out in a hurry.

The secretary reacted and chased him out, asking him where he was going.

But no one has gone far.

This was the first time the secretary saw Shen Chaosheng so anxious.

Could it be that something big happened?

A black Rolls-Royce gallops on the wide road like a fish.

Shen Chaosheng stared ahead, his slender fingers holding the steering wheel seemed to be trembling faintly.

At this moment, a few strands of gentle and excited smiles appeared on that jade-like face.

The car stopped at the entrance of the middle school attached to Ningcheng. Before the car stopped, Shen Chaosheng hurried in.

His lips parted a little.

His steps are brisk.

I feel that I have never been so happy in my life until now!

"Chun'er—" He was so impolite that he broke in without knocking on the door of the teacher's office.

The teachers in the office looked at each other and asked who he was looking for.

"Sorry, I'm looking for Jiang Chunhe!"

"Teacher Xiao Jiang is still in the classroom and hasn't come back yet."

"Thank you!"

Shen Chaosheng hurried towards her music classroom.

He was still holding the mobile phone in his hand, his fingers were tightly held, and the corners of his eyes and brows were knocked off by fine photons.

Jiang Chunhe.

I finally got it, didn't I?
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