Was she spoiled by her nanny?

After the dance, Ye Ting held Tong Huan's hand in a gentlemanly manner and walked her back to her seat.

Behind him, Jiang Shihong's fatherly eyes followed him.

"Boss Jiang, it looks like good things are about to happen. Boss Ye loves your daughter very much."

“Haha, haha, Mr. Huang, you’re too polite. Jianghe Technology and the Ye family have always had a very close cooperation. Back then, the Ye family donated hundreds of millions of dollars to support Jianghe Technology’s scientific research!” Jiang Shihong said with a smile.

If possible, he would rather Jiang Xingrou dance with Ye Tingshen.

Jiang Shihong was very sure that the reason why Ye Tingshen asked Tong Huan to dance was to show goodwill to the Jiang family, because a group as big as the Ye family was in great need of high-tech support.

It’s a pity that Ye Tingshen had chosen the wrong person. In the Jiang family, Jiang Xingrou was the favored one.

What a pity! Tong Huan, a village girl who just returned home, got such a great bargain.

Now, those people outside must think that Tong Huan is so amazing that she can win the favor of President Ye, right?

Alas, what's the use? A dance is just a dance.

If it was Jiang Xingrou, with her talent and intelligence, she might be able to develop a relationship with Mr. Ye.

Tong Huan is absolutely impossible.

what a pity.

……

The news that Tong Huan was recognized and the Jiang family held a welcome party caused a sensation in Lin City.

The welcome party has not yet ended, but photos and some video clips of the banquet have been reported by reporters and circulated on the Internet.

Even the local satellite TV reported the incident on the evening news.

The metropolis Haishi is less than 200 kilometers away from Linshi.

Rongting Villa.

This is a group of high-end villas built in the early years. Red bricks and boulders are stacked to form neat and imposing houses with an ancient and solemn style.

The camphor trees and osmanthus trees used for greening have grown tall, big and dense, blocking out a lot of sunlight.

Even during the day, it is a bit dim here. At night, it is like walking into a cave, solemn and a little depressing.

Under the cover of night, a black Audi RS6 drove in silently and hurriedly and stopped in front of a quaint villa.

The car door opened and a young man in a formal suit jumped out of the car in a hurry.

He had a gentle appearance and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Two anxious eyes shone from behind the lenses as he walked into the villa without stopping.

"Dad." He sounded anxious and couldn't even wait to change his shoes at the entrance.

He is Fu Mingyu, the youngest son of the Fu family. It is not known whether his mother did not give him enough nutrition when she was pregnant, which makes him a little thin.

But he was definitely handsome, with a slightly sickly pale face and a pair of black eyes with a melancholy look. He always looked a little pleading when looking at people, at least, that was the case when he was talking to his father.

"Dad, have you handed over the emerging project to my eldest brother?"

Fu Huaijing, who was sitting in the middle of the dark living room, coughed loudly in displeasure, but did not answer. He just glanced at him.

The solemn atmosphere made Fu Mingyu shrink subconsciously. His aura weakened. He changed his shoes in the entranceway and walked in in an orderly manner. He stood beside Fu Huaijing with an incompetent yet stubborn look, trying to defend himself.

"Dad, new project..."

"Well, your eldest brother just came back from studying abroad, and he needs experience to return to the head office." Fu Huaijing said casually but decisively.

Fu Mingyu's already sickly pale face turned even paler. "But Dad, I started this project. It will be put into production soon and generate revenue..."

"boom".

Mrs. Fu, the beautiful woman who was watching TV next to him, suddenly slammed the TV remote control on the coffee table, turned around and glared at Fu Mingyu arrogantly, "What is yours? Fu Mingyu! Nothing in this Fu family belongs to you! If I hadn't let you off the hook and taken you back to the Fu family... Humph!"

This one sentence made Fu Mingyu's face as pale as a piece of paper, and his melancholy and deep eyes were filled with frustration.

I feel aggrieved, but I endure it.

Fu Mingyu was young after all, and was not good at hiding his true feelings, so he felt particularly guilty when he called her "Mom".

"Mom, that's not what I meant. I... I meant that my eldest brother just returned to China and doesn't know much about emerging projects. Will there be any problems if I hand the project over to him all of a sudden? I'm thinking about the company."

Fu Huaijing hummed, still speaking slowly, "Mingyu is right. That's it, the project will be handed over to Mingshun, Mingyu, you will be his assistant, help him get through this stage smoothly, and when he gets the hang of it, you can do other things."

boom.

Fu Mingyu looked like he was struck by lightning. His whole body was burnt and his sickly pale face looked as miserable as a dead person who had just been pulled out of the water.

From the person in charge of emerging projects to the manager's assistant, he worked hard for nearly a year and a half. Not only did he make wedding clothes for his eldest brother, but he also had to serve as his eldest brother's assistant in a humiliating way!

Fu Mingyu clenched his back teeth tightly to prevent himself from screaming, but the humiliation in his heart was beyond suppression and it all overflowed from his overly deep eyes.

Mrs. Fu saw it clearly, but she didn't want to look at him any longer.

She lazily watched the evening news on TV, which was exactly the video of the welcome party for Tong Huan's return to the Jiang family in the neighboring city.

The images that can be edited for TV are naturally all good, with cheers and laughter everywhere. Tong Hua's delicate face and decent makeup make this welcome party particularly interesting.

Mrs. Fu leaned back on the sofa and commented lazily with a smile, "The real daughter of the Jiang family is really good-looking."

Fu Huaijing's face also regained its relaxed and gentle look. "Yes, it's the Luo family's genes. Back then, Mrs. Luo was very charming and was the most famous lady in Lin City."

Mrs. Fu twitched her lips and said, "It's a pity that she was left in the countryside for sixteen years. Otherwise, marrying her to Mingshun would be very helpful to our Fu family's business."

Fu Mingyu's heart skipped a beat.

Fu Huaijing said casually: "Why can't we get married after living in the countryside for sixteen years?"

Mrs. Fu raised her hand and slapped Fu Huaijing on the shoulder, and said angrily: "Are all you men like this? You can't walk when you see a good-looking girl? Don't you have any principles?"

She said sternly, "After sixteen years of being raised in the countryside, even the best seedlings have been spoiled. You have no knowledge, and no quality. As the young lady of our Fu family, you must socialize with the wives of wealthy families. When you go abroad, you will inevitably visit politicians from various countries. It's shameful for a country girl who has never seen the world!"

Mrs. Fu paused and suddenly looked at Fu Mingyu.

"But it's okay to match Mingyu."

Fu Mingyu felt as if he was slapped hard on the face. Why was the woman who was not worthy of his eldest brother worthy of him?

Fu Mingyu looked up at the TV and saw a girl's smiling face flash across the screen. It looked a little familiar... She knew this girl!

is her?

When Fu Mingyu wanted to see it more clearly, the picture jumped again and the TV was playing the next news segment.