A black tight hip-covering skirt can cover the base of the thighs. Except for the chest and lower body, the rest are all transparent black veils. There is no difference between wearing them and not wearing them.

Her eyes slowly moved up and saw her playing with her hair, which was black and black, with long wavy hair and bangs, dyed yellow by her, and her bangs into a middle part. She put on her small face as big as a palm, with thick makeup on her blue contact lenses, and the false eyelashes were like two rows of big fans, which were terrifyingly fake.

Feng Churui frowned slightly, without any concealing his disgust for her outfit. Wu Xuewei naturally saw the contempt in his eyes and suddenly laughed out loud: "Why, Uncle Feng can't stand me? Since he is so disgusted, then just look out of sight."

Feng Churui spoke solemnly: "Wu Xuewei, don't make yourself a gangster girl."

"What's wrong with the titsome girl?" Wu Xuewei disagreed, "Is the titsome girl not a human being? Is the titsome girl not a citizen of you, Mayor Feng?"

"I'm ashamed of having citizens like you."

"Don't worry, no matter how shameful I am, no matter how shameless I am, it's my own business and it has nothing to do with you."

Feng Churui's tone became stronger, and there was a sign of anger: "Wu Xuewei..."

"If Uncle Feng is fine, I will go in and play." Wu Xuewei was too lazy to continue talking to him, because she would not get any benefits at all. Not only that, she would also be hurt by his disgusted eyes.

Since no one feels sorry for her heart, can she feel sorry for herself?

Calling Qiao Lun and those friends, Wu Xuewei and his group walked into the bar. Behind him, Feng Churui's voice came-

"If it weren't for Yuqing, would you think I would care about your messy things?"

Wu Xuewei suddenly stopped. Qiao Lun and the others asked her why she didn't leave. She smiled and asked them to go in first. Qiao Lun looked at Feng Churui in a worried manner, and then reluctantly went in with those friends.

Wu Yuqing?

So Wu Yuqing asked him to come?

It's really ironic. His fiancée asked him to come. Although he didn't want to care about her, his fiancée spoke and he still came to him with discomfort.

Turning around, Wu Xuewei slowly walked up to him and looked at his handsome and elegant face. It was such a handsome face. The owner of this face once gave her a lot of favor, but now, what else is revealed in his eyes besides his disgust for her?

It was this face that made her plunge into unrequited love and sink into her own way, until she was ruthlessly rejected and she ran away in panic.

I should have been heartbroken, but why did I come back to have his city?

I was fantastic and thought there would be a miracle, right?

"Uncle Feng, when I was eighteen years old, I mustered up the courage to confess to you. Do you still remember what you said to me?" Wu Xuewei asked with a smile, with a light floating in her eyes.

Feng Churui still stood upright, his eyes falling on her face lightly. Of course, she would not think that such a focused gaze represents what it means. This is just his good cultivation. When talking to others, looking at each other is a minimum respect.

Secretary Wu, who was standing by, walked away a few meters away when he heard this.
Chapter completed!