Baitao was in the middle of the shock of the handsome guy's untimely marriage. In the blink of an eye, she saw the handsome guy holding Sang Yu's hand and coming out of the box. This almost made her collapse!

How could a man who didn't even have a WeChat account meet Sang Yu?

"You...you..."

Yu Feiwan was impatient to the extreme, and was about to ignore it when a force came from the woman holding her hand, and Sang Yu pulled him back.

"Baitao, what a coincidence, why are you here?" Sang Yu looked at her in surprise.

Yu Feiwan frowned.

She just overheard it and definitely knew who the other party was.

Therefore, the current appearance is just an act.

Damn it, Baitao didn't match Sang Yu at all and pretended to be surprised by her. The two of them weren't very good friends. This scene was definitely for the handsome guy. He was so scheming.

Baitao wanted to say something ugly, but she was a little embarrassed to be a bitch in front of a handsome guy. She looked unhappy but didn't dare to express it: "I came here with my friends..."

"Oh, let me introduce to you, this is my husband." Sang Yu took the initiative to hug Yu Feiwan's arm, looking deeply affectionate.

Baitao's face instantly became extremely stiff.

"We are in a hurry to go back. You and your friends have fun." Sang Yu said, waving his hand and pulling Yu Feiwan away.

Baitao's head felt dizzy.

what did she say?

She is actually this handsome guy’s wife!

how is this possible? ? ?

Sang Yu must be lying. She must be trying to show off and brag in front of her, but her intuition tells her that such a cold-blooded male god doesn't even bother to cooperate with the poor Sang Yu, because the male god looks very rich from the clothes he wears. You should be more proud.

However, he really cooperated with Sang Yu unconditionally.

The two of them were so close, still holding hands.

Ahhhhh!

She was going to die, and she was going to die from jealousy. Did Sang Yu, a poor guy, become so successful?

She can't take it!

Sang Yu's marriage was only one year, and it was impossible for her to become a successful person, but it was indeed a lucky break. She just pretended that once Baitao arrived, she was sure that she could no longer see the two of them. Sang Yu quietly pulled away from her. Yu Feiwan's distance.

As soon as he let go of his hand, he was pulled back by the man: "Why don't you continue acting?"

The man looked at her with a dangerous look.

"Baitao is my high school classmate. I have a conflict with her and want to make her angry."

"So you treat me as a tool?"

Sang Yu didn't dare to admit it: "Mr. Yu, didn't you say that? We are really married. I didn't lie just now, right?"

"She's quite capable. She's getting better and better at speaking." Yu Feiwan saw with his own eyes that Sang Yu was becoming more and more courageous. In just a few days, she seemed to be a different person. He couldn't even remember her being timid. Looks timid.

"I didn't." Sang Yu looked harmless.

"I can still pretend."

Sang Yu: "... Mr. Yu is showing mercy."

Although Sang Yu feels that she is indeed good at acting, this skill is actually to protect herself. She was bullied in high school. If she doesn't act pitifully in front of the reporters' cameras and let the spectators complain about her, those rich second generations will only become more miserable. Unscrupulous.

Yu Feiwan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Didn't you talk about a hidden marriage? You told her not to spread it among high school classmates."

Sang Yu is obviously not such a rough guy: "As my classmate, I don't want to be nice to you. If she finds out that I am married to her beloved boyfriend, her first reaction will be to embarrass her. If she tells anyone else, she will I can’t afford to embarrass this person. Besides, Mr. Yu, you are so low-key. I didn’t know what you looked like after working in the company for two months, and she didn’t even know you. Even if she couldn’t help saying it everywhere, she didn’t know who I was. Your wife, Yu Feiwan."

It was indeed a fox.

My brain is no longer stupid.

"So Mr. Yu, you understand me now, can you let me go?"

Yu Feiwan did not let go of her hand, and continued to hold her, walking directly to the door of the bar.

Sang Yu was a little puzzled: "Don't you say hello to your friend?"

It was probably a private game tonight because Wen Yan was not seen.

"no need."

"You have nothing else to do tonight?"

"You think something's wrong with me?"

"No." Sang Yu was thinking that when the two of them went home together, they would have to live in the same room, which was a bit stressful. Yesterday, she felt more comfortable after going to bed first. What if today is different: "Didn't you say that there might not be anything like this in the past two days? Coming back?"

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