"I have no reason to do this. Once she knows that you are the first to suspect me, it will not do me any good."
"..."
The sound of high heels hitting puddles is sweet.
Fu Shiyan walked straight forward. Mo Yi opened the car door and turned slightly sideways. "You don't look good in white. Don't wear it again in the future."
The meaning in these words was so strong that Wensu was slightly stunned.
Fu Shiyan had already gotten into the car. He lowered half of the window and said, "In half an hour, I want to see you in heaven and on earth."
"..."
The car sped away, and he had no intention of letting her get in.
Wensu stood in the wind, like a drifting white rose.
She crossed her arms and quickly turned on her mobile phone to hail a taxi. However, the geographical location of the French Riviera was special. Generally, no cars would pass by here, so she could only walk outside in high heels.
The asphalt road was too long. Wensu's heels hurt from walking, and he still couldn't call a taxi on his cell phone.
Fu Shiyan did it on purpose.
She walked for fifteen minutes and finally got a taxi. The driver said in surprise: "Miss, you are so embarrassed."
Wensu was not in the mood to tell him this. She was full of fear, "Quick, I'm going to heaven and earth. Can I get there in fifteen minutes?"
"Fifteen minutes? It'll take at least half an hour, not to mention there's a traffic jam on that road right now."
"No, just fifteen minutes. Please, I can pay more."
"..."
Liang Qiu hadn't seen Fu Shiyan for a long time since their last separation. He knew that he still hated him for hiding Jiang Shu's car accident.
"Is there a social event today?" Liang Qiu asked cautiously.
"Get a private room." Fu Shiyan frowned.
About forty minutes later, Wensu arrived.
Her white skirt was stained with muddy water, and most of her makeup was spent on it. She carefully opened the box door and saw a colorful scene.
"Mr. Fu..." She shrank and looked at the man on the throne.
Fu Shiyan didn't move, but the man beside him waved, "I'm sorry to see you, come in."
Liang Qiu became interested, poured the wine himself, and motioned for her to sit next to him: "What's your name?"
Wensu glanced at Fu Shiyan: "Wensu."
"It sounds familiar, why haven't I seen it before?"
"...I used to follow Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Liangqi's place is a mortal enemy of them, so it is naturally impossible to see him.
"You look so young," Liang Qiu said happily and handed her a drink, "Can you dance?"
Everyone subconsciously became quiet when Liang Qiu spoke, and all whistled and started cheering when they heard the words.
Fu Shiyan's face was expressionless as he held a glass of wine. As soon as he moved his hand, the wine in the glass began to ripple.
Wensu gritted his teeth and said, "I can."
The screams got even louder.
Wensu can really dance. Although she is very messy, she is young and has a soft waist. She looks good no matter what.
Fu Shiyan narrowed his eyes, while Liang Qiu examined his face.
"What's going on? You don't like me anymore, do you?"
"Does Jiang Shu know?"
When Jiang Shu was mentioned, Fu Shiyan felt as if he had been defiled, "Don't mention her on such an occasion!"
After Wensu finished dancing, Liang Qiu handed her a glass of wine and said, "Drink."
She hesitated for a moment and took the glass of wine.
Fu Shiyan's tongue tip touched his cheek.
Wensu raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. His neck was stretched, and the liquid passed through his throat in a perfect arc.
"Thank you for the wine," and then looked at Fu Shiyan, "Mr. Fu, you really misunderstood me."
Fu Shiyan remained silent, and Liang Qiu was the first to speak, "What can I tell him? He's already married. Just tell me, make an offer, and come with me."