Wu Xuewei blinked, and after seeing the person in front of her, she frowned: "Secretary Wu... why are you here?"

Secretary Wu smiled: "Not only I am here, but the mayor is here too."

When Wu Xuewei saw that the elegant and handsome man had approached. His deep eyes were as deep as abyss, with a look of emotionless face, cold and elegant, wearing a black suit and a white shirt meticulously buttoned to the top, exuding an ascetic beauty all over his body.

With a little distant distance and a little tempting and desolate nobleness.

Wu Xuewei was stunned for a few seconds, then shook her chaotic head, raised her smile, and spoke sarcastically: "Uncle Feng, what a coincidence. You can meet this."

"Uncle?" Qiao Lun looked puzzled for a while, then suddenly realized that he was happy: "Xuewei, he is your uncle? Then he is your uncle's secretary? Why didn't you say it earlier? I almost rude."

Wu Xuewei smiled faintly and comforted him. She said, "No, Uncle Feng won't mind. Am I right, Uncle Feng?"

After the words came, Feng Churui had already walked up to the two of them, looking at her with deep eyes for a moment, and his words were cold: "I certainly don't mind if I don't know, but-"

As the tone changed, his tone suddenly became sharp, "You call me uncle. As your elder, it is very undesirable for you to not go home in the middle of the night and mess with your boyfriend. What about your tutor, what about the self-esteem and self-love that girls should have?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wu Xuewei's face, "Don't forget, I call you uncle, I'm polite! You are not mine, nor is it my elder Wu Xuewei! I am an adult, and I don't think that when I have a boyfriend at this age, why don't you respect yourself or love yourself? Besides, it's natural for boyfriend and girlfriend to date at night. Uncle Feng, you're too polite."

At the end of her speech, she almost clenched her fists and began to provoke, with every word and sentence.

Secretary Wu looked at the mayor calmly, worried that the mayor would be so angry that he would throw the person here and leave.

Miss Xuewei is the same. The mayor is for her good, so why don’t he understand?

Qiao Lun smiled along the side. His Chinese was not very good. To be honest, he struggled to hear such long and long conversations between the two.

Feng Churui restrained his eyes and looked at Wu Xuewei calmly. Just as she was about to escape first, he said lightly: "It's true that I'm meddling in other people's business. Secretary Wu, let's go."

After saying that, he withdrew his gaze, turned around and left.

The tall figure, even the back is so rigorous, with a hint of coldness and a sense of distance.

"Miss Xuewei, then be careful. Goodbye." Secretary Wu said that and got into the car.

Land Rover turned around and left.

Wu Xuewei saw that he was really leaving, and after saying that, she really left, she suddenly felt a little disappointed.

What are you looking forward to, what are you looking forward to?

He already has a fiancée, what is she still hoping for?

Age, damn age!

What's wrong with being nine years older? I never thought that one day I was rejected, but because of my age.
Chapter completed!