In the blink of an eye, another day had pa*sed.
Just as the group was packing up to leave, Hathaway walked in.
“Everyone stop what you’re doing for a moment, I have a few words to say.”
She clapped her hands to draw everyone’s attention to her.
Wen Shiyu looked at the unconcealed smile on Hathaway’s face and jokingly said, “Teacher, do you have some good news to announce?”
“That’s right, there’s good news to tell you all.”
Hathaway nodded her head, looked around at the other members of the second troupe and said in a pleasant voice, “After discussion with the shareholders and I, at the end of next month, arrangements will be made for your second troupe to follow the troupe to perform in Y.”
At those words, everyone got excited and cheered there.
“Oh my, a performance so soon, Headmaster, you’re too good!”
“This is a surprise.”
“Headmaster, I love you!”
Wen Shiyu was also smiling happily.
Hathaway looked at the excited crowd and motivated them in a fake serious manner, “This is kind of your first show since you became a troupe, so you have to train well and make sure the performance is perfect and make a name for yourselves.”
“Don’t worry Chief, we will definitely train harder and more seriously.”
Everyone promised in one voice.
When they returned that night, Wen Shiyu couldn’t wait to share the good news.
“At the end of next month, our second troupe will be going to Y with the first troupe for a performance.”
Looking at the girl’s happy look, Feng Shenye seemed to be infected as well, a light smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
“This is your first performance into the second orchestra, I will definitely be there to watch it in person when the time comes.”
He naturally put his arm around Wen Shiyu and promised.
The smile on Wen Shiyu’s face spread a few more points as she took the initiative to circle Feng Shenye’s neck and said in a cheerful voice, “Then I’ll wait for you to come over.”
Little Bao’er looked at the sticky two and also padded over.
“And Bao’er, Bao’er is coming too, daddy you have to bring Bao’er with you, you are not allowed to come to see auntie alone in secret.”
His hands were propped up on Wen Shiyu’s legs, but his big black and white eyes were staring at Feng Shenye without blinking.
But Feng Shenye did not answer.
Because he actually did not intend to bring Little Bao’er, it was because this little one always grabbed people from him.
Wen Shiyu could see some of this, and her heart was both amused and sweet.
She didn’t expect Feng Shenye to even be jealous of his own son.
Seeing that the little one’s mouth was deflated, she hurriedly opened her mouth to coax, “Don’t worry Bao’er, your daddy will definitely take you with him, if your daddy doesn’t take you, I won’t let him come over.”
“Auntie is the best!”
Little Bao’er smiled again and proudly showed off to his daddy.
After dinner, Wen Shiyu played with Little Treasure in the living room for a while.
At mid-nine, she took the little one to wash up and rest.
In the yellow-lit children’s room, Wen Shiyu looked at little Bao’er’s innocent and sweet sleeping face, a doting smile on her face, and dropped a kiss on the little one’s fleshy cheek.
“Aunty ……”
Little Bao’er seemed to have sensed this and murmured softly.
As Wen Shiyu listened, the smile on her face grew softer and softer.
She gently tucked the little one in, and left the room with a light hand.
But she didn’t immediately go back to the main bedroom, instead she went to the study.
In the study, Feng Shenye was sitting in his pajamas at his desk, looking serious as he worked on company documents.
At this moment, he was less sharp and more languid than he was in his black suit during the day.
He lifted his head from the paperwork once he heard the familiar footsteps coming from the doorway, and his originally cold face revealed a gentle expression.
“What brings you over?”
“Thought I’d come over to see you.”
Although the words were said, Wen Shiyu was not in a high mood.
Feng Shenye saw it and inquired, “What’s wrong?”
“Are you leaving the day after tomorrow?”
Wen Shiyu walked over to inquire, her voice very low.
Feng Shenye nodded his head and also guessed a few things about Wen Shiyu’s low mood.