"That's right, my son knows what's good for him." Tong Wenya squatted down and touched her son's head. She was a little anxious. Because she was wearing high heels, her chassis was unsteady and she almost fell to the ground.
Although Chunyu Chen's face was cold, he still reached out his hand and firmly grabbed her before she fell to the ground.
"Thank you. I'm not used to wearing high heels." Tong Wenya said a little awkwardly.
"Let's go." It was rare for Chunyu Chen to lend Tong Wenya his arms. She did not want to make a fool of herself in front of everyone, so she could only reluctantly leave with Chunyu Chen.
Coming out of Tong Wenya's room, Just as he walked to the corridor, he saw Faang Shiqing, who was also wearing a white evening dress, come out of the room.
"Wenya, you are so beautiful tonight!" Faang Shiqing praised.