"I understand." Fu Yuan pretended to be a little daughter-in-law and said in a low voice, "Nvxia Su, I know I was wrong. Please don't kick me out. I promise I won't mess around again."

His appearance was quite helpful to Su Wuwei, and she nodded pretendingly.

However, before she could be proud for a few seconds, Fu Yuan took action like lightning and kissed Su Wuwei on the cheek.

She was angry and annoyed, and was about to teach this guy a lesson, but Su's mother poked her head into the kitchen again and shouted at them, "It's time to eat. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Well, she couldn't afford to offend someone who had a backer. The key was that Fu Yuan was the person she was most afraid of when she was a child.

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The weekend arrived in the blink of an eye, and tomorrow was the wedding of Zhao Zhao and Ji Minxin.

Ji Minxin had approached Su Wuwei a long time ago and wanted to let Su Wuwei speak on stage as the representative of her family. When Su Wuwei heard the news, she refused directly.

But Ji Minxin said that her family is no better than Zhao Zhao's family. Her family is a typical rural family. Her parents have been doing farm work all their lives. Let alone speaking, they can't even speak Mandarin clearly.

Su Wuwei felt soft-hearted and could only agree to help Ji Minxin. Since she wanted to speak on behalf of her family, she could not embarrass Ji Minxin.

So today she asked her parents to take their two children to play at a nearby playground, while she drove to Yonghuo Shopping Center. She planned to buy an outfit and solemnly attend tomorrow's wedding.

Su Wuwei came to a high-end custom-made clothing shop with familiarity. Fu Yuan had brought her here to customize dresses before, and she was very satisfied with those dresses.

However, those clothes were too eye-catching, and she was afraid that she would steal the bride's limelight, so she couldn't wear any of them and had to buy new ones.

Fortunately, the clerk at the custom-made haute couture shop also knew Su Wuwei, and she successfully bought the clothes she was satisfied with, a slim-fitting white dress with high slits and off-shoulder shoulders.

This was a dress made and sold by a clothing store. She originally thought she would have to modify it before she could wear it, but she didn't expect it to fit her perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for her.

But the only drawback is that the skirt is a bit long for Su Wuwei. This problem can be solved by wearing higher heels. However, since what happened at Wu Rou's wedding, Su Wuwei is not willing to wear high heels to attend. She was really afraid of another accident during Ji Minxin's wedding.

While waiting for the clothes, Su Wuwei found a corner in the store to nest. The heating was fully turned on and the environment was elegant. She felt very comfortable there.

The magazine in her hand was already flipped through. She opened her phone and looked at it out of boredom. No one sent her messages except Fu Yuan, but she didn't want to talk to Fu Yuan.

Yes, there was no reconciliation between them. On the day of the trial of the Qin Sheng and He Qianjin cases, Fu Yuan shamelessly found Su Wuwei's home, and he successfully had lunch at Su Wuwei's home.

But that was all. After lunch, Su Wuwei drove Fu Yuan away. He was the kind of person who would drive people away regardless of Su's father and Su's mother's obstruction. But in front of Su's father and Su's mother, Fu Yuan did not give in. Instead, he made excuses Something went wrong.

His behavior once again angered Su Wuwei, and she realized that her previous anger was completely useless. Fu Yuan still didn't know where he went wrong.

Therefore, in the past few days, although Fu Yuan contacted her many times every day, Su Wuwei always ignored him.

Thinking of this, she opened WeChat and looked at it. Fu Yuan still sent irrelevant messages, such as asking her what she was doing on the weekend and telling her what he was doing.

Moreover, he also posted a selfie for the first time. This should be when Fu Yuan just woke up. His beard has not been shaved and one eye has not been opened.

Perhaps because the light was not turned on, his expression could not be seen clearly, but it made his eyes like cold stars brighter, as if what Su Wuwei was looking at was not the photo but Fu Yuan himself.

She stared at Fu Yuan's eyes for a long time. It was like a whirlpool inside, making everyone who saw it unable to help but fall deeply into it.

Su Wuwei was interrupted by a familiar voice, "The clothes in this store are very good. Many of my suits are customized here. You don't have to worry about matching clothes when you buy them, but they will be a bit more expensive."

It had been a long time since Su Wuwei heard Yan Yan talking to others in such a flattering tone. She was a little curious and couldn't help but poke half her head out of the corner to take a look.

She heard it right just now. Even though she was divorced, she was still very clear about Jun's voice. The person who came in was indeed Jun, and with him was a woman who looked a little older.

The distance between the two of them was very close, shoulder to shoulder. Although they were not holding hands or holding hands, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that they had a close relationship.

Su Wuwei thought about Zhang Qiqi, who was still in prison paying the price for his actions, and then looked at the severity with his red face.

Looking at him like this, he didn't seem to be worried at all about his property being frozen. Thinking of this, Su Wuwei looked at the woman next to Yan Yan meaningfully.

Although this woman is well-maintained, judging from her appearance, she is at least ten years older than Yan Yan, which means that if calculated based on her actual age, the age difference between her and Yan Yan is probably even greater.

The corners of Su Wuwei's mouth raised slightly, and she unconsciously showed a bit of a sneer.

She felt that to a certain extent, Yan Yan was single-minded. Apart from her, the women Yan Yan chose were all older than him. For example, Zhang Qiqi was two years older than him, and the woman in front of him was like this.

Su Wuwei looked at the time. It was still half an hour before her clothes were changed. She hoped that the two people would leave as soon as they finished shopping. She didn't want to face them face to face.

However, things in this world are like this. The more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it will happen.

Su Wuwei's prayer had just ended when a stern face appeared in front of her.

While Yan Yan was tidying up the sofa opposite Su Wuwei, he said to the woman next to him diligently, "You sit here and rest for a while, and I'll get you a cup of coffee."

"Thank you." A charming woman's voice rang out, coming from the woman beside Yan Yan.

The distance between them became closer, and Su Wuwei could look at the woman more clearly.

Although she only said the word "thank you", Su Wuwei had to admit that her voice was charming and graceful, like an oriole singing.

But being close, Su Wuwei could clearly see the fine lines at the corners of the woman's eyes, and also saw her eyes that didn't match her face at all.

These are a pair of very beautiful eyes, like grapes, which make people unable to take their eyes away from them.

Perhaps sensing Su Wuwei's heavy gaze, the woman's eyes fell on Su Wuwei. When she looked at the person, her eyes were smiling, a kind smile.