Chapter 89 If people paid attention to the content of Ruan Xias posts, they would discover that the style of Ruan Xias posts on her Friends Circle had drastically changed (1)

Although Ruan Xia had found out that today was Song Tingshens birthday, since he hadnt brought it up himself and she was in a rush of time, she decided to not get him a gift.

After all, in the world of adults, birthdays werent a big deal anymore. Having a meal together was enough to celebrate a birthday.

Despite this, Ruan Xia tried her best to dress up the chubby kid handsomely and cutely. Little Wang had become opinionated about his clothing style. He would pick out what clothes and shoes that he was going to wear and wouldnt let anyone interfere, including Ruan Xia. At most, he would only listen to her opinions. Not only that, before going out, he insisted on putting on his little sunglasses to act cool and look handsome.

Mother and son put on sunglasses and strode towards the garage with straightened backs. They looked as they were walking down the red carpet.

Ruan Xias foreigner teacher liked Little Wang a lot. Little Wang was worthy of being a CEOs son. He didnt make any mistakes out of ignorance. Although he had only attended nursery school for a year, he could communicate in plain English. Little Wang was gifted in language and showed rapid progress after spending only a morning with the foreigner teacher.

To praise you for showing your face in front of an international friend, Ill reward you with an ice cream cone. Ruan Xia brought two ice cream cones. Under Little Wangs expectant gaze, she handed him one of them.

Little Wang cheered. Holding the ice cream cone with his chubby little hands, he licked the ice cream. His expression was extremely satisfied.

The mother and son pair loved to take photos. Ruan Xia snapped several photos of them wearing sunglasses and holding ice cream cones. Although she and Little Wangs face values were high enough that she didnt need to embellish it further, she still used filters on the photos.

If people paid attention to the content of Ruan Xias posts, they would discover that the style of Ruan Xias posts on her Friends Circle had drastically changed.

The original owners posts shared her traveling experiences and her wealthy lifestyle. Although the frequency of her posts werent high, it felt like her change from a luxurious lifestyle to a quiet and tranquil one had happened overnight

Now, she either shared photos of desserts that she had made or photos of Little Wang.

In the recent past, the original owners plastic friends had replied to those posts more than once to ask questions like: Is this someone else?, Did this number get stolen?, Are you under a curse?

Ruan Xia didnt care about their comments. Wasnt the Friends Circle a place to share your life?

During a short break after the conclusion of a meeting, Song Tingshen opened WeChat to look at his Friends Circle. He didnt even realize that he had gotten into the habit of checking if Ruan Xia had posted anything new on her Friends Circle. When he saw the recently uploaded photos, he hesitated for a moment before clicking to save the photos.

Of course, he also gave the photos a like.

CEO Song. Assistant Chen knocked on the door. It was only when he heard Song Tingshens response that he pushed open the door. Theres someone here to see you, a Mr. Duan. Heres his business card.

Mr. Duan? Song Tingshen took the business card and looked at the company name on the card. He felt a bit doubtful. Duan Corporation was an old family-run company, but due to improper management and internal conflicts, it had been going downhill since ten years ago. Fortunately for Duan Corporation, it had several hotels supporting it. Otherwise, it wouldnt be able to keep its superficial grandeur.

Song Corporation and Duan Corporation werent in the same field, so they usually didnt have business dealings. Why had this General Manager Duan come looking for him? To discuss business?

Even a broken down ship had useful parts left. After all, Duan Corporation was an old company. And so, Song Tingshen had to give that company face. After muttering to himself irresolutely for a moment, he said, Ill go to the waiting room right away.