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Jiang yuzhi rarely posted on Weibo. The last Weibo post he had was two years ago when he had won a top international Film Award. His agent had shamelessly begged him to post it.

It had been two years!

Not a single Weibo post!

If ordinary artistes were like this, their Weibo would have long been full of grass.

Unprecedented.

Jiang yuzhi logged into Weibo, posted a status, and went offline.

[.. [ annoying ]

In just half an hour, the number of reposts on Weibo had already broken a million. This was a terrifying speed.

The number of comments under this post was also increasing at a visible speed.

[the Jiang family’s group favorite ]:??? Little kid, what’s wrong with you? What was the meaning of this?

[ the only officially recognized Madam Jiang

WFS&gT?

[ youzai flies bravely ]:? The ID above is a little crazy? You’re welcome to provide the awakening service!

[ I have to send I message to either Jiang yuzhi or Peking University []Who was it? Which woman has touched my noble and elegant young master Jiang?

[ milk chocolate ]: ID above? Hurry up and kick her out!

On the other side, Fu Shang, who had just laid down, suddenly heard her phone ring. She picked it up and saw that it was a notification from Weibo. As Jiang yuzhi’s die-hard fan, Chu ran had followed him.

Fu Shang took a rare break to play with his phone. She opened the Weibo post and her lips twitched.

a >)

Just, just one word?

This was really willful.

He gave him a like and reposted it. He also went to the fan page and logged in. Fu Shang was like an emotionless task machine. He turned around, put down his phone, and went to sleep. He fell into a sweet dream with a soft and fragrant pillow.

Sleeping was so comfortable.

She never wanted to be separated from her bed again.

*

This Saturday.

Fu Shang finally came out of the state of being stuck in the laboratory. Since she had promised Mrs. Fu that she would give Fu qingchen supplementary lessons today, she could not go back on her word.

After all, it was for money.

She changed out of her white coat and took a random shirt from her closet to change into it. A shirt and black pants would never go wrong.

Since he was going to make up for the lessons, Fu min would not dress up like a butterfly.

Fu qingchen lived in a high-end villa area not far from Imperial University. Fu Shang walked there in about ten minutes, which was quite convenient.

They had just arrived at Fu qingchen’s house.

When he pushed open the door to his bedroom, Fu Shang was not surprised to find that the kid was playing games in his room and flying up into the sky.

Fu Shang,” Get up for class.”

It was already nine o ‘clock in the morning, but Fu qingchen was still asleep. He was already awake, wrapped in the quilt and staying in bed like a little idiot who had gone crazy from playing games.

While he was cursing Fu qingchen in his heart, Fu min had completely forgotten what he used to be like.

He heard Fu Shang’s voice.

Fu qingchen lazily raised his eyes. Because of this, Fu min could clearly see the other party’s beautiful and slightly soft face. It was slightly feminine and the lines on his face were exquisite.

This child was probably of mixed blood. His hair was flaxen-colored and had a natural curl. At this time, his hair was messily stuck to his white forehead, making him look even more soft and beautiful..