589: C589 Old Man It Hurts

C589 Old Man It Hurts

The little girl could not say such dirty words, let alone use such words to describe Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan raised her eyebrows. It had been a long time since she had paid attention to any news or gossip about herself on the Internet. Whenever she had time, she would read books or read professional news reports in the fashion industry. She would not waste her time on such things.

"Wanwan, don't be sad. Those rumors have been deleted!" Misko quickly comforted her.

"I am not sad."

"Don't you care?" Misko did not understand. "The man in the photo is Simon, and your legs are better... Those people even said you... said you are a cripple."

Wanwan smiled and patted Misko's head, "Xi Xi, you have to understand that there are many people who are popular. You can think of it from another perspective, someone is spreading rumors about me. It means that I have commercial value, popularity, and people are jealous of me. I am not a treasure, and not everyone likes me... Some people will like me, and some people will hate me. I won't take the words of those unrelated people to heart."

She had already experienced the harsher and harsher rumors. What was this little thing?

Those who couldn't defeat her would make her even stronger.

If she wasn't afraid in her heart, then there was nothing to be afraid of.

Misko pouted unwillingly, "Alright."

Originally, she had planned to give her allowance in advance to buy a marketing account to promote Wanwan.

Misko felt that she suddenly became useless.

"Then when do you plan to slap those people in the face?" Tell those people that the man is Simon! You are still my sister-in-law!

Wanwan's thoughts were completely different from Misko's. She thought about Guan Qingjiu's time for her personal show. She had made a comeback! The climax would be on Guan Qingjiu's stage.

"It should be next month."

Wow! Oh!

Misko's eyes lit up.

Was Wanwan going to remarry with her cousin next month?

Oh yeah!

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The next day.

Wanwan changed into a long dress with pure black stripes. This dress did not look too formal and did not look too casual. It was suitable for an informal meeting.

"Is it appropriate to wear it like this? Wouldn't it be too informal?" Wanwan started to hesitate again when they were about to set off.

Fu Sihan's eyelids drooped as he said in a sickly manner, "Just wear whatever you want to see Song Chen."

Fu Sihan was unhappy in his heart. Just for the sake of seeing Song Chen, Yan Wanwan actually got up early and picked out clothes for ten minutes. She even specially put on makeup.

She had been plain with him a few days ago!

"You can't be casual. It's better to leave a good impression when you meet." Furthermore, that man had almost become Yan's fiancé!

Wanwan checked her makeup and clothes in the end. She suddenly remembered that she did not put on any perfume, so she poured it back to get the perfume.

"Yan Wanwan, you did not use perfume when you were dating me in the past." Fu Sihan's expression became even gloomier. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to snatch the perfume over and not let her use it.

"With you?" Wanwan carefully recalled, "It seems to be true."

Fu Sihan snorted unhappily.

"But your situation is special." Wanwan tried to reason with him. "At first, our relationship wasn't good, and we lived in the same house. It did not make sense, and there was no need to spray perfume on you. After we got to know each other, we didn't know how to put on perfume. "

It was polite to meet other people when you had a proper appearance, and perfume was a part of your appearance.

In front of Fu Sihan, was there a need for her to use this kind of thing?

If there was, it would have been lost long ago.

Fu Sihan had an expression that said, "In any case, I have never enjoyed this kind of treatment."

Furthermore, her words, "our relationship is not good," were particularly ear-piercing!

Although it was the truth.

Wanwan glanced at him. With her understanding of Fu Sihan, she was certain that he was unhappy.

This person was a cold and noble gentleman outside. In fact, he was a man with a bad temper.

But the time that had passed had already passed, and she could not make up for it!

"Why don't you help me spray?" Wanwan walked over and handed the perfume to him.

Fu Sihan was so angry that he laughed. "You want me to spray the perfume on you to meet a man I don't know?"

"... " Then will you help me spray it?" I'll make you feel a bit of participation, if you don't want to, then forget it.

Fu Sihan took the bottle of perfume unhappily and pressed the spray on Yan Wanwan's head a few times.

The perfume spread out and Wanwan leisurely spun two circles under the perfume mist, making the perfume even more uniform.

Wanwan chose a type of perfume with a rather mature scent. The front style of the perfume was hidden red flowers and roses. The middle style was Turkey roses and coffee, and then it was changed to sesame wood, pear wood, bean curd, vanilla and amber. Netizens jokingly said that the overall feeling of this perfume was "just by smelling it, it's very expensive." It was generous and elegant, noble and luxurious.

It was very suitable for today's occasion.

"Don't you girls like sweet and greasy perfume?" Fu Sihan did not know much about perfume, but his facial features were sharp. He could smell all kinds of perfume on women at the company and some banquets. Girls in their twenties liked to smell the appetizer.

Wanwan reacted for a long time before she realized that the "little girl" Fu Sihan was talking about was her.

She was not even 22 years old. Under normal circumstances, she was still a university student and had yet to enter society. If she ignored the fact that she was married and divorced, she could indeed afford to say "little girl."

"Is Third Young Master Fu emphasizing that you are older than three years old?"

After Wanwan finished speaking, she saw Fu Sihan's face darken.

She took it back and put it back in her suitcase with a mocking smile on her face.

But soon, she could not laugh anymore.

Wanwan turned around and found that Fu Sihan had already walked in front of her.

She was so shocked that she subconsciously stepped back. Her ankle knocked on the suitcase and her body lost balance as she leaned back.

The next moment, her waist tightened and fell into a thick and solid embrace.

Fu Sihan put one hand on Yan Wanwan's waist and clicked his tongue. "Has Miss Yaan heard of this sentence?"

"Wh, what sentence?"

Wanwan wanted to avoid him from being so close to her. Their bodies were close to each other, and the degree of intimacy caused alarm bells to ring in her head.2

Fu Sihan hooked Yan Wanwan's chin and moved closer to her face. He said in a low voice, "Old man, he will hurt people."

"No, no, you heard wrong. I was talking nonsense. You are not even thirty yet and you are old."

"Not three years old?"

"Running for the third oldest is the golden age." Wanwan did not hesitate to change her words.

Fu Sihan did not use force or persuasion. Wanwan nervously licked her lips and pushed his chest with both hands.

"You, you let go of me."

Fu Sihan stared at her eyes for two seconds. He made sure that she stood still and let her go.

Wanwan took a step to the side as if she had been granted amnesty. She felt that her ears were starting to heat up.

Fu Sihan did not speak. He just quietly looked at her, waiting for her reaction.

"Fu Sihan," Wanwan took a deep breath. "I think we need to find a time to talk."

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Okay."

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