After I went bankrupt, the school beauty became a CEO and wanted to support me?

Chen Shuo waited until Su Qingwan's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs before he lowered his head to look at the postcard in his hand.

His postcard was sent earlier than Su Qing's, so she should have received her own postcard.

and so……

Chen Shuo was a little curious about what was written on the postcard.

But not before that.

Chen Shu decided to take out his phone to take a photo and send it directly to Wang Zhiwen——

He hasn't replied to Wang Zhiwen's message for several days.

the reason is simple.

This grandson has become a non-human being since he got married.

All he talks about is how my wife was today and how my child has grown up a little.

I won’t comment on the previous statement. After all, it was my wife who started when he sent the message to Wang Zhiwen.

But it’s the latter one.

Is Lin Shanshan's pregnancy a balloon? It's noticeable that it's getting bigger every few days?

The statement suggests it is unlikely.

Wang Zhiwen replied proudly, "You don't have a child yet, so how can you know how much he loves his son?"

Chen Shuo stopped talking.

Because he has no children, but Wang Zhiwen does.

But now!

He, Chen Shu, stood up again.

I sent a photo of the postcard and quickly typed something to show off:

'Oops, my hand slipped.'

"I was planning to take a picture of it as a souvenir, but I accidentally posted it."

"You didn't see it, did you?"

Wang Zhiwen: 'Haha.'

Wang Zhiwen: "I'm so sorry, I saw it."

If you don’t want me to see it, just withdraw it if you have the guts!

We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing Liao Zhai games with me?

Wang Zhiwen said that he had already seen through Chen Shuo's little tricks.

However, seeing the two of them traveling in such a bohemian way and sending postcards to each other, I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Suddenly.

Wang Zhiwen walked up to Lin Shanshan with his phone and complained to her casually, "Chen Shuo and Su Qingwan are only a few years old, and they're still using postcards."

Lin Shanshan was watching TV and didn't pay any attention to what he was saying. She replied perfunctorily, "It's pretty good. I only learned to write this kind of thing when I was in college."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhiwen immediately became excited:

"Then why don't you write now?"

"After graduation, everyone is working and no longer has the energy to do these things."

Going to work can really 'destroy' a person. Lin Shanshan considers herself to be a beautiful literary and artistic girl in her youth. She liked to dabble in these literary and artistic things. She used to think that she could go on like this for the rest of her life, but who knew that she would change completely after working.

It’s like going to work, how can you not be crazy?

Lin Shanshan sighed softly, the past cannot be looked back.

Seeing that Lin Shanshan didn't understand his hint, Wang Zhiwen continued, "Now that you have some time, why not write something?"

"Who are you writing it to? No one will accept it." Lin Shanshan refused.

"Me! You write for me."

Seeing Lin Shanshan say this, Wang Zhiwen couldn't wait to move over and complained again: "Boss Su also wrote a statement."

If Chen Shuo has something, how can I, Wang Zhiwen, not have it?!

Lin Shanshan, how could you bear to let me lose!

What can I say?

So this is where the problem lies.

Lin Shanshan instantly understood what Wang Zhiwen meant and chuckled:

"Wang Zhiwen."

"Yeah?" Wang Zhiwen looked at her, his eyes full of expectation.

"You really are..." Lin Shanshan wanted to ask him how old he was and why he was still doing this. She wanted to say that he was childish, but then she changed her mind and thought that this kind of thing seemed quite interesting.

Who says that when you are old, you can’t have the pure love of youth?

Didn’t you see that Su Qingwan and Chen Shu were having a great time, even making Wang Zhiwen envious?

"Okay. I'll write it for you."

"And I'll write you a long letter, okay?"

Wang Zhiwen was happy. He held her face and leaned over to kiss her. "I know you're the best to me, Shanshan. But there's no need to write a letter. It would be bad if I tire you out."