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Chapter 7 Defamation

"Why is your face so red?" Fu Ang raised his eyes, and the blush on her face caught his eyes.

Liang Zhihuan: "..."

He has the nerve to ask?!

"This dress suits you very well, it's very beautiful." Fu Ang whispered in her ear.

Liang Zhihuan's face turned even redder, and even the roots of her ears turned red.

"Mr. Fu's legs are inconvenient, so it's better to sit down." Liang Zhihuan avoided Fu Ang's approach and leaned back slightly.

Fu Ang raised the corners of his lips slightly and sat down on the side of the wheelchair.

Liang Zhihuan looked at Fu Ang with doubts in his eyes. People outside said that Fu Ang's legs were severely disabled and injured. He was not afraid that the situation would get worse after he put himself through so much trouble?

As soon as the two of them walked out of the fitting room, the clerk came over and said to Fu Ang: "Mr. Fu's dress has been brought and you can try it on."

Fu Ang turned his head and looked at Liang Zhihuan. Liang Zhihuan met his sudden gaze and couldn't help but think of the scene in the dressing room just now, and his little face that had just calmed down was suddenly stained with a blush.

Fu Ang went to the fitting room to try on clothes, and Liang Zhihuan was outside. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, hearing the clerk's flattering and complimentary words in her ears.

The white dress has a staggered one-line collar design, the neckline is inlaid with diamonds, and the tightened waist shows off her beautiful figure. This dress is elegant but not monotonous, luxurious but not ostentatious, just right.

Fu Ang's vision is really good.

When Liang Zhihuan was thinking about it, she suddenly heard a voice coming from the side. She turned her head subconsciously and saw a woman with an unhappy face complaining to the clerk. When the woman turned her head, their eyes happened to meet.

Liang Zhihuan didn't expect to meet Yang Jiao here, and...

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man beside Yang Jiao.

"Why are you here?" Yang Jiao looked unhappy. She felt uncomfortable when she saw Liang Zhihuan, especially when she saw Liang Zhihuan trying on the engagement dress. She should be the one trying on this dress now!

Liang Zhihuan curved her lips and smiled, "This is the place where you can try on dresses. Of course Zhihuan is here to try on dresses for the engagement party later. My cousin should know that."

Yang Jiao choked and her face became even worse. Seeing Liang Zhihuan's innocent look, she couldn't bear the anger in her heart, "Why are you so proud of robbing me?"

Compared with Yang Jiao, Liang Zhihuan looked much calmer, and those innocent and clear eyes seemed to be a bit more pitiful, "Cousin, what you said is serious. Everything Zhihuan did was for the Liang family. If cousin hadn't made a mistake herself,

There is no need for Zhihuan to marry into the Fu family for her cousin in order to make up for her fault."

Yang Jiao felt embarrassed and angry when she mentioned this matter, "You did it, right?"

"It was you who sent Ajie a message to tell him about this!" Yang Jiao said angrily, completely ignoring the mood and expression of her boyfriend beside her.

"Cousin, you have to be careful what you say. Anything without evidence is considered slander."

"There is no one else but you!" The man beside him couldn't help but speak, with a dissatisfied look on his face. He seemed to have completely forgotten that Yang Jiao was going to dump him.

"It seems that you have a strong tolerance." Liang Zhihuan said to the man.

Anyone who is not stupid can hear Liang Zhihuan's sarcasm. Yang Jiao was so angry that she couldn't care about so much face and etiquette, and she also sneered at Liang Zhihuan.

And Yang Jiao's sarcasm is undoubtedly those, sarcastic that she thinks she can get rich by marrying into the Fu family, but after marrying Fu Ang, the couple will live a miserable life if they don't love each other.

Facing Yang Jiao's ridicule, Liang Zhihuan just looked on coldly.

"Second Young Master, would you like to help Miss Liang?" Xiang Yi, the assistant who was following Fu Ang, couldn't help but ask.
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