Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"I can't let it go..." Su Wanyu squeezed her injured finger, lowered her head slightly, her tone was low, her heart was astringent, like unripe apricots, astringent and bitter.

Su Wanyu looked up at Su Yan, her eyes flushed, "Brother, I'm not reconciled, why am I not as good as her?"

Su Yan frowned, and said helplessly, "It's not about being better than anyone else when it comes to feelings."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear." Su Wanyu frowned and interrupted him, "Brother, you are not me when it comes to feelings, you don't understand, even if you don't support me, don't hit me anymore, I have already Very sad."

"Evening words..."

"You have a good rest, I have an appointment for dinner, and I'm leaving." Su Wanyu didn't give him a chance to speak, put on sunglasses and a mask, got up and left with her bag.

After coming out of the hospital, the cold air instantly swept over and wrapped the person in it.

Su Wanyu quickly got into the car without rushing to start the car. Looking at the little blood seeping from the Band-Aid, her eyes seemed to be stained with scarlet, revealing a strange darkness.

She took her mobile phone, clicked on vx, and found Li Ni's profile picture, and there was also a message for help that she sent two days ago on the chat page.

Su Wanyu slightly curled her lips, and sent the few words she had typed.

"I can help you, but you have to keep an eye on her for me at any time, report every move you make, and find a way to ruin her reputation in Jiangda, understand?"

"Ding--"

With the curtains drawn, in the pitch-black room there was only a bit of light from the computer, reflecting on the face of the woman in front of the computer, making her haggard face even paler.

The screen of the mobile phone left on the table suddenly turned on, displaying a vx message.

The woman regained her senses in an instant, and quickly picked up the phone to unlock it and click in. After reading the message, her lifeless eyes became alive again.

"it is good!"

After replying to the message, Li Ni laughed idiotically, and tears fell from the laughter.

If they all want her to go, she won't do what they want!

She will continue to stay at Jiang University until she graduates!

Li Ni hasn't returned to Jiang University for several days, and the school forums are scolding her, telling her to get out of Jiang University, saying that she is an accomplice to a murderer, her parents are disheartened by her, and they are really planning to let her drop out .

She has fallen into a gloomy world for the past few days, feeling that her whole life is coming to an end. She sent a message to Su Wanyu that night, thinking that she would ignore her, but she succeeded in the end.

Look, she is not the only one who hates Wen Qingyue!

……

On the second day, Wen Qingyue, who had no suspense in the final of the drift competition, won the first place.

After receiving the trophy, Fang Xiaoyuan rushed up with a camera to take pictures of her, running faster than the media interviewed by others.

"Yueyueyueyue, look this way!"

Fang Xiaoyuan shouted excitedly, Wen Qingyue, who was about to leave the podium, held up her camera and took pictures of the three of them.

At this stop, the media invited by several sponsored car brands gathered around, and turned the microphone to Wen Qingyue excitedly, "As the only female racing driver, how do you feel after winning the championship?"

Wen Qingyue: "Well... I don't have any feelings."

Reporter: "..., can you talk to us about why you like racing?"

"I like the excitement, the feeling of racing."

"You look very young, how old are you? Do you have a favorite racing idol?"

This question became more and more boring, Wen Qingyue became a little impatient, and frowned slightly, "Eighteen, no."

The reporter obviously didn't expect her to answer so boringly, but he was unwilling to end the interview like this, and asked again: "You are so young, does your family agree with your racing? This is a very dangerous sport. You are a girl at home. Won't you be worried? Will you be advised to focus on your studies?"

The taste of these few questions changed in an instant, emphasizing her gender, age and study, the smell of sexism spread, and the words looked down on women.

Wen Qingyue frowned slightly, and looked straight into the reporter's eyes, "Any sport has certain dangers, and there will be protection. I think anyone who cares about racing understands this. In addition, there are many female racers. It's not a men's sport, and in the end my studies and hobbies have nothing to do with each other."

Her tone was flat, and she answered every sentence sharply. The reporter's face changed slightly. Wen Qingyue looked away and walked out, "I'm done answering, sorry, I won't accept the interview."

Seeing this, Jian Ying and Wen Ziming quickly followed her, protecting her from the left to the right as she walked out of the encirclement and entered the club lounge.

Without the media, Jian Yingcai said: "These reporters are like this, Yueyue, don't bother with them."

Wen Qingyue tugged on the collar of the racing suit, walked upstairs to the dressing room, and said calmly: "I don't care, I'm just telling the truth."

The three separated, she went into the women's changing room, changed out of her racing suit, and when she came out, Xiaoyuan waited for her at the door, staring at her with glowing eyes, "Yueyue, you are so handsome, I love you more and more Already!"

She acted like a fan girl, Wen Qingyue couldn't help but smile, and joked: "Don't love me, it won't work."

Fang Xiaoyuan pouted, and put her arms around her hand to make a fuss: "Sister, don't do this, the sex is too tight, give it a chance~"

When Jianying and Wen Ziming came downstairs, they heard Fang Xiaoyuan's whining voice. Jianying couldn't help getting goose bumps all over her body, and pulled her away from Wen Qingyue's side, "If you continue to be so naughty, I will kill my relatives righteously!"

"Hmph, you are just jealous of me, jealous that I can act like a baby with Yueyue!"

Jianying: "..."

The two brothers and sisters pinched instantly, "jealous" for Wen Qingyue

Wen Qingyue smiled and said: "Stop making trouble, treat you to a big meal, let's go."

"Okay! Long live my sister!"

Fang Xiaoyuan pushed Jianying away, called her sister, and dragged Wen Qingyue to run outside.

They all came by car, Fang Xiaoyuan got into Wen Qingyue's car, Jian Ying and Wen Ziming each drove a car, and the sun rubbed against Jian Ying's car.

Fang Xiaoyuan sat in the co-pilot and blinked her big eyes, "Yueyue, you... are you and Fu Han really married?"

Wen Qingyue sent a private message yesterday to tell her about her relationship with Fu Han, but she still felt unreal and couldn't help but confirm it again.

Wen Qingyue was driving the car, and smiled helplessly when she heard the words, "Really, you have asked many times."

"I don't have a sense of reality, you are only eighteen, Fu, Fu Han at least has..." Fang Xiaoyuan paused, she didn't know how old Fu Han was.

Fang Xiaoyuan lowered his head and searched Fu Han's Baidu Encyclopedia on his mobile phone, looked at the man's face and age on Baidu Encyclopedia, and sighed: "He, he is only 28, so young?!"

Although her family has never been involved in the business circle, she knows the Fu family, who made the Fu family great business and great influence, but she only knows that Fu Han can be the president, at least in his 30s. She didn't expect him to be so young .

Fang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but search for Fu Han on the Internet, saw a few interview videos, clicked in and watched for a while, then turned to look at Wen Qingyue, and asked, "Yueyue, is he so indifferent when he is in love with you?"

Even through the interview video, she felt cold. It was hard to imagine how Wen Qingyue could endure such coldness and marry him.