This discovery made Su Wuwei feel very happy. She walked directly to Fu Yuan, put the coffee on his table and said, "You didn't drink coffee in the morning. I made this for you."

Fu Yuan took it and saw the four-leaf clover latte art at a glance. His eyes lit up and he immediately praised, "Xiaowei, the coffee you brew is so fragrant, thank you."

Zhao Zhao also came over, and he shouted in surprise, "Sister Su, you can actually draw flowers, and you can draw them so beautifully. Your skills are enough to open a coffee shop."

Su Wuwei was a little embarrassed by the praise, and she didn't know Zhao Zhao very well, so she just smiled shyly and didn't say anything.

Over there, Zhao Zhaocaihong kept farting and continued to say shamelessly, "Sister Zhao, I wonder if you can make more coffee next time and let me have a taste?"

Before Su Wuwei could say anything, Fu Yuan had already spoken, "If you want to drink coffee, don't you know how to sell it yourself? Aren't you tired of making coffee?"

Zhao Zhao shrugged his shoulders and whispered softly, "I have never seen such a protective wife. Are you tired after a cup of coffee?"

Su Wuwei covered her mouth and laughed, her heart full of sweetness. Just when she was about to agree to Zhao Zhao's request, An Mei said harshly, "Isn't it just a cup of coffee? Is it necessary to act like others don't know how to make it? "

After she finished speaking, she squinted at Zhao Zhao and said, "Zhao Zhao, Fu Yuan is your leader, not your master. Is it necessary for you to lick Su Wuwei so obviously?"

Zhao Zhao's expression changed instantly, and Su Wuwei couldn't help but sweat, fearing that he would rush up to argue with An Mei.

Just at this moment, Fu Yuan's voice rang out, "An Mei, you'd better pay attention to what you say, otherwise I don't mind asking the security to ask you away."

An Mei's face instantly became very embarrassed, and she looked like she had a lot to say. In the end, she swallowed it all, and only showed a stiff face with a smile that was even uglier than crying.

Su Wuwei also took this opportunity to pat Zhao Zhao on the shoulder and whispered, "I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."

Over there, An Mei saw that the three of them were like allies against her enemy. She glanced at Su Wuwei hatefully, with a crazy light in her eyes, and said desperately, "Su Wuwei, I really admire your shame. Even at this time, you are still in the mood to comfort others."

"What do you mean by that?" Su Wuwei asked with a frown, a vague premonition in his heart.

An Mei opened her mouth to say something, but Fu Yuan coughed at this moment. His eyes were fixed on An Mei, and the deterrent meaning in it was self-evident.

The temperature in the office dropped suddenly, and the sun was shining brightly outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, but they felt as if they were in a world of ice and snow. An Mei felt the most severe pain, and she could clearly feel a dense layer of goose bumps on her arms.

If Fu Yuan "secretly intimidated" An Mei, Su Wuwei would only feel a little uneasy, but now her uneasy feeling was already very strong.

She opened her mouth to speak, but at this moment her cell phone rang, which was particularly dazzling in the quiet office and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Su Wuwei took out her cell phone and took a look. It was Su Baitai's call. She guessed that Su Baitai was asking her when she was coming over on behalf of her parents, so she answered the call directly.

Su Bai Tai's urgent voice came from the phone, "Sister, where are you now? Who are you with?"

"We're with Fu Yuan, what's wrong?" Su Wuwei asked confused.

Su Bai Tai's voice rang again, "Remember, don't go out, watch TV, or surf the Internet. Do you understand?"

"What's wrong?" Su Wuwei asked blankly. At this moment, she was 100% sure that something must have happened, and it was related to her.

Before Su Bai Tai could speak, An Mei had already sneered and said, "You are still here pretending not to know. Your nude photos have been widely circulated on the Internet, and Fu Yuan has been brought out. Now you are famous!"

Su Wuwei felt a thunderclap ringing next to her ears. Su Bai Tai's words came intermittently from the phone, but she didn't listen to a word.

She hung up Su Bai Tai's phone, logged into Weibo, entered her name and clicked search. The next moment, a hand with sharp bones stretched out.

The slender palm stretched out and covered the screen of her mobile phone. The owner of the palm whispered, "Xiaowei, listen to me, don't look at it."

Su Wuwei looked at Fu Yuan standing in front of her. She tilted her head and said doubtfully, "But I have seen it. The face in these photos is indeed mine, but I have never taken such photos."

Although Fu Yuan had already stopped Su Wuwei as quickly as possible, she still saw that the Internet was overwhelmingly full of photos of her, or to be precise, all kinds of sexy photos. The owners of these photos had one thing in common. ’s face, that was Su Wuwei’s face.

Everyone is most familiar with their own face. They have seen it in the mirror countless times every day, and Su Wuwei was no exception, so she recognized her face at a glance.

It's just that she really didn't remember taking those extremely distorted photos. Her life in the past thirty-two years was as simple as a glass of boiled water.

Before she was admitted to college, she concentrated on her studies. Not long after she entered college, she encountered difficulties. She got married right after graduating from college. She even became pregnant with Yan Jing and then Yan Duo when she graduated from graduate school.

She once thought that her life was like this, and she was even very satisfied with this life in her heart.

Please tell me, how could she take such a photo? Or where does she have time to take such photos?

Apart from wedding photos, she has never taken any photos!

Fu Yuan's warm palms covered her cheeks. His palms were as warm as warm jade and gently rubbed her cheeks, bringing a touch of ironing to her cold heart.

"Xiaowei, I believe you. This matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. Give me some time and I will help you out." Fu Yuan put his other hand on her shoulder, forcing her to look at him , just listen to him continue, "Are you willing to believe me?"

Su Wuwei was like a drowning person encountering a piece of wood floating in the water. She grabbed Fu Yuan's sleeve with her backhand and asked in disbelief, "Do you really believe that this is not me?"

"Of course." Fu Yuan nodded vigorously and said, "I believe you. When I first saw this, I knew it was not you. What I said is true."

Two lines of clear tears flowed from Su Wuwei's beautiful eyes. She just looked at Fu Yuan without saying anything, she just cried quietly, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Fu Yuan's eyes felt obviously stinging. He held Su Wuwei's face and gently wiped her tears with his fingers, his movements gentle and delicate.