"Xiaowei, you misunderstood. I didn't say you can't see people." Fu Yuan finally realized the seriousness of the problem. He stood up and wanted to hold Su Wuwei's hand.

However, Su Wuwei threw his hand away. She shook her head and looked at Fu Yuan with disappointment, "I thought you were different from others, but it turns out that you are still inevitable after all. My naked photos were not taken by me on my own initiative. The person who took these photos of me should be embarrassed."

After saying this, Su Wuwei walked directly towards the door without stopping. Fu Yuan took three steps in succession and chased after him. He blocked the door first, "Xiaowei, where are you going?"

"Go home!" Su Wuwei took a step back, looked up at him and said word by word, "Get out of the way!"

This was the first time that Su Wuwei spoke to Fu Yuan in a commanding tone. He looked at Su Wuwei blankly. The determination and disgust on the other person's face were like hammers hitting Fu Yuan's heart.

Fu Yuan was the only one left in the office for a moment. If it weren't for the thermos box on the coffee table, Fu Yuan would have thought that it was just a dream.

He sat blankly where Su Wuwei had just sat. Suddenly he felt something and stood up quickly. It turned out that a voice recorder was left on the sofa.

Fu Yuan didn't remember that he had put the recorder here. He clicked and pressed the play button, and Zhang Qiqi's voice came over immediately.

"I did something to make you faint, and I did something to make Yan Yan get out of control, but so what, if Fu Yuan doesn't help me, I will publish these photos to the public."

There was a moment of silence after this sentence, and then Su Wuwei's voice could not contain his anger, "You are really the most despicable person I have ever seen. Could it be that you were the one who made the pornographic photos of me that were posted online before?"

"Anyway, all the evidence has been destroyed. It doesn't matter if I tell you. Just like this time, those photos belong to Sun Zhixiang P." Zhang Qiqi's arrogant voice was still there.

There was a snapping sound, and Fu Yuan guessed that it was Su Wuwei slapping the table. Sure enough, Su Wuwei's voice sounded again the next second, "Zhang Qiqi, I will make you pay the price."

Fu Yuan held the recording pen for a long time and couldn't calm down. Su Wuwei's words kept echoing in his mind.

Every word Su Wuwei said was like a slap on his cheek. She didn't give Fu Yuan a chance to speak at all. It seemed that she was sure that Fu Yuan would be manipulated by Zhang Qiqi because of the photos.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't angry. He always felt that Su Wuwei understood him, and there was no one in this world who wanted to manipulate him.

But that's not accurate. At least Su Wuwei's words easily made Fu Yuan tremble with anger. He looked up and saw that the office chair had been kicked down by him.

Over the years, he has managed to keep his emotions and anger a secret, but this is the first time he has been so angry that he kicked a chair.

Also, Su Wuwei left without saying a word despite his repeated attempts to stay, which also successfully ignited Fu Yuan's anger, and he let Su Wuwei leave out of anger.

Fu Yuan listened to the recorder several times in his hand. To be honest, he was still a little surprised how Su Wuwei got these things. It was hard to imagine that she could remain so calm in the face of Zhang Qiqi's insults.

…

Ever since Su Wuwei delivered the late-night snack that day, she and Fu Yuan had fallen into a tense relationship again. The two met occasionally in the office building. Although they had eye contact, they never exchanged more than a few words.

This cold war started with great vigor, and the process was very painful, but no one chose to bow down first.

Today is the day for Su Baitai and Wu Rou to try on wedding dresses, and it is also the day for Su Wuwei, the bridesmaid, to choose the bridesmaid dress.

Originally, Su Wuwei planned to go to the wedding dress shop with Su Baitai, but Su Baitai actually left to pick up Wu Rou without saying hello to Su Wuwei.

Su Wuwei followed Wu Roufa's position and came to the bridal shop, but the two people hadn't come yet. They had obviously said they had left half an hour ago.

She kept urging them to come quickly. At this time, a staff member came over with a wedding dress, "Miss Su, our designer is leaving soon, but Miss Wu hasn't come yet. Could you please help her try it on first?" Want a wedding dress?"

"Ah?" Su Wuwei shook his head instinctively, "I can't do it. How can I let someone else try on the wedding dress? What if what I wear is suitable and what she wears is not suitable?"

"Ms. Su, you can rest assured. We just had a phone call with Miss Wu, and she proposed this solution." The staff member continued in a persuasive manner.

"But..." Su Wuwei was still a little hesitant. She was thinking about whether she could let the designer wait a little longer.

"Miss Su, your bridesmaid dress is also customized. We also have all your data here. After reading it, our designer also said that you can try it on your behalf. Miss Wu is your friend, so you can help her."

Hearing what the staff said, Su Wuwei felt like she couldn't say anything more. She sighed, "If you are sure that you can use me to make the most suitable wedding dress for Wu Rou, I have no problem."

Naturally, she got a positive answer. In the end, Su Wuwei could only be taken to the dressing room by the escort. After changing, she opened the door curtain. She raised her eyes slightly and was about to express her feelings about wearing this wedding dress.

However, before she opened her mouth, she saw Fu Yuan in a suit standing right in front of her. He did nothing but stood like that, but an idiom "a magnificent instrument" appeared in Su Wuwei's mind.

Fu Yuan stared at Su Wuwei for a moment. This was not the first time he saw Su Wuwei wearing a wedding dress. When they took wedding photos, Su Wuwei wore four different wedding dresses, but this time the feeling was completely different. Same.

It can be said that when he arranged to take wedding photos with Su Wuwei, he just wanted to leave a memory for himself, but now, Su Wuwei is an indispensable person in his heart in the future.

When he first saw Su Wuwei, God knows, he had already imagined their wedding, and even their life after marriage.

Under Fu Yuan's burning gaze, Su Wuwei smiled sheepishly, "Doesn't it look good? What I'm wearing also feels a bit awkward."

Meeting unexpectedly, they unexpectedly forgot the conflicts between them and the cold war that had lasted for several days.

Fu Yuan took a deep look at Su Wuwei again and said very seriously, "No, on the contrary, it's very beautiful."

Facing his hot gaze, Su Wuwei blushed even more. She was afraid that Fu Yuan would misunderstand it and quickly explained, "This is Xiaorou's wedding dress. She didn't come to let me try it on first."

"What you wear must look better than what she wears." Fu Yuan spoke again, still blurting out compliments.

Su Wuwei's heart was full of sweetness. She was about to say something, but before she could speak, the staff had already greeted her, "Mr. Li, please come over here. Miss Su is already dressed."