[Dream High] Their World 2018

As soon as I entered the room, there was a "bang", and a stack of ribbons came oncoming.

Jiang Wuhe, Jiang Wushan, and Yin Baixi all stood in front of the door, smiling at Song Sendong who looked shocked.

"Welcome Home!" Jason and Kim Pil-sook congratulated Song Sendong as they pushed a two-story cake in front of Song Sendong.

Song Sen looked at the crowd intently, his heart became hot, and his eyes turned red.

"Oh, Sendong!" Jiang Wuhe saw Song Sendong's jealousy, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "What are you doing, such a happy day!"

"Hey... that's right, a man doesn't cry easily!" Seeing this, Jason also came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm fine, I'm just... very happy!" Song Sendong wiped the corners of his eyes, and was about to break his tears into a smile when Jiang Wuhyuk in front of him was suddenly pulled away, and a woman with heavy make-up rushed over with her hands open.

"Sen Dong, when you're sad, cry in your sister's arms..."

Within a short distance, the woman was pulled back violently by Jiang Wuhe.

"Sister, you are married, and your second child is already a full year old!" Jiang Wuhyuk reminded impatiently.

"What's the matter with getting married? What about having children?" Jiang Wushan pushed Jiang Wuhyuk away, opened his hands and continued to walk towards Song Sendong, "Sendong, after becoming K, you are even more handsome, oh, Look at this figure, it's tough...it's no worse than that of the real country!"

Jiang Wushan put his hands up and down Song Sendong's chest, salivating.

Song Sendong stood there stiffly, not daring to move with a smile.

It has been seven years, and although Jiang Wushan is married and has children, she still has a strong passion for male sex, so much so that her husband, President Ma Doo-sik, issued a restraining order on the male artists under his name, forbidding all young male artists to come within three meters of his wife .

Seeing this scene, Jason hurriedly took a few steps back, and to Song Sendong who was looking for help, he helplessly spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

"Hungry, my sister cooked a lot of delicious food for you today. You have been in the United States for so long, and you must have nothing to eat. You must eat more later!" After touching enough, Jiang Wushan pulled Song with satisfaction. Sendong sat down to eat, and the others hurriedly followed after seeing this.No matter in the company or at Teacher Jiang's house, wherever Jiang Wushan is, she is the queen.

Song Sendong was pulled to sit at the place closest to her. As soon as the meal started, Jiang Wushan wanted to put all the dishes on the table into Song Sendong's bowl.

Gao Huimei, who had been bluffing her face all this time, finally couldn't stand it any longer. She stood up, walked to the living room, made a phone call, held up the phone and chatted with the other party for a while, then moved to the dining room and shouted loudly: "Sister! , President Ma's phone call!"

"Husband?" Jiang Wushan was surprised, hurriedly wiped his hands, stood up, and ran over in a hurry.

Gao Huimei returned to the dining room with a dull face, turning a deaf ear to everyone's enthusiastic gazes.

"Hui Mei, you are amazing!" Yoon Baek Hee, Gao Hui Mei's number one fan, was the first to express her admiration.

"Good Jod!" Gao Huimei's move was so invincible that even Jason had to give her a thumbs up.

Gao Huimei tossed her hair, sat down proudly, and ordered to herself, "Eat!"

The others immediately moved their chopsticks in unison.

Among them, without Jiang Wushan, Gao Huimei is the queen.

After a meal, Jiang Wushan hadn't finished talking on the phone.Although Jiang Wushan and Ma Douzhi are both very old, when it comes to flirting and flirting, they are beyond the reach of younger generations.

Jiang Wushan is now the family leader, and her husband put the phone on hold, seeing that it was getting late, took the opportunity to pinch Song Sendong's little face, and after making an appointment for an exclusive interview, he rushed home to bring his son went.

As soon as Jiang Wushan left, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and started to do what they should do.

Gao Huimei and Song Sendong were arranged on the second floor, living in their old rooms.

Jiang Minxi, the only son of Mr. Jiang and Mr. Shi, was studying at a boarding school and only went home once every half a month, so the two rooms on the second floor were always empty, and even the furniture inside remained the same as it was seven years ago.

"Teacher, thank you!" Song Sendong sat on his slingshot bed, as if he had returned to the stupid look he had when he first came to report eight years ago.

"You have all grown up!" Jiang Wuhe patted him on the shoulder emotionally, and said gratifiedly, "Now you have achieved something in your respective fields, the teacher is very happy!"

"It's all thanks to the teacher's help!" Song Sendong said modestly.

"Ah, that's all your own hard work. You have been in the United States for so many years. Except for a Christmas gift every year, you don't even call back, let alone helping you. I don't even know how you are doing outside. You are really cruel, kid!"

Song Sendong smiled unreasonably, and lowered his head.

After a long while, he said, "I'm afraid that if I hear your voices, I won't be able to resist coming back!"

"Whose voice are you afraid of hearing? Ours, or Huimei's?" Jiang Wuhyuk pierced through.

"Hui Mei's!" Song Sendong rubbed his hair embarrassingly, and said in a low voice, "I was afraid that I wasn't tall enough to catch her!"

"So are you standing high enough now?" Jiang Wuhyuk continued to ask with a smile.

Song Sen moved his head up, and said with firm eyes: "I don't know if I'm standing high enough now, all I know is that I will never let go this time!"