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Chapter 55

Although Le Xiangwan is a famous socialite, he is a famous socialite who doesn’t often show his face. As soon as the matter comes out, people are constantly asking who Emily is and why it has something to do with Yue Qingyu and Le Xiaoyan.

After understanding the whole story, before I could comment on the blurry photo, new melons emerged one by one.

The blogger who posted that Weibo was a female college student from a neighboring school. When chatting with her classmate who happened to be Le Xiangwan, she inadvertently mentioned Le Xiangwan.

At first, she really believed that Le Xiangwan was probably like in the long photo, but she couldn't help but feel curious, so she asked her friend about Le Xiangwan.

Many of Le Xiangwan's classmates were amazed by Le Xiangwan's appearance when they first met in their freshman year. When they heard their friends say that Le Xiangwan was not good-looking, they couldn't help but refute it. They even took out photos of someone from the school who secretly took Le Xiangwan to the confession wall to confess.

As soon as I got the photo of Le Xiangwan, the girl immediately posted on Weibo and brought several topics.

Originally, she was dissatisfied with a pretty girl who was called ugly, not to mention that some keyboard warriors had personal attacks and spread rumors about Le Xiangwan's marriage status, so she stood up and talked for Le Xiangwan. Who knew that she was even on the hot search.

There are too many people searching online in real time, and the photos have been circulated. The Le family has no time to deal with the public relations. Thinking that Le Xiangwan is already a junior and cannot stay in school for a few years, he simply contacted the media who is familiar with it and released Le Xiangwan's news photos.

After knowing the process of the incident, Yue Qing contacted Le Xiangwan and, with the approval, posted a photo of the two without code.

So, netizens who were still mocking Le Xiangwan for being not good-looking and who had money and didn't have plastic surgery saw the bright and slap photos of Le Xiangwan's face on various media operating accounts.

The photo shows a private photo of Le Xiang attending the Paris Ball at the age of 18. A few years ago, the only one released on the Internet was her back, but now the front face was directly released.

She was wearing a haute couture dress from Ralphand Russo, standing on the spiral staircase of a carpet in Shangri-La Hotel, facing the camera, with her hair slightly curled and her strapless skirt mopping the floor, standing among the flowers, indescribable exquisiteness and delicacy.

This photo looks too high and not easy to get close to. However, the next second, the photo posted by Yue Qingyu was a funny photo taken by her and Le Xiangwan before the meal.

It not only highlights Le Xiangwan's exquisite appearance, but also has no flaws on his face, but at first glance it also looks as cute as this age should be.

"God, the eldest princess is really beautiful, rich and beautiful, I really envy her."

Yue Qingyu's fans call Yue Qingyu the little princess in private, so Le Xiangwan became the big princess they called.

"The temperament is good, is this the temperament of rich people who are white, rich and beautiful?"

"Emily is pretty, I just want to know when the person who just said he wanted to live streaming and eat shit would put the live streaming on the agenda."

"It is not easy to participate in the Paris Ball. You have fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs, strong family background, good character, and have great talents and knowledge. Otherwise, you can't go to the Paris Ball if you have money."

...

"I'm so laughing. Just look good if I look good. I can have plastic surgery if I have money these days. Besides, whether she looks good or not with Fu Sui seems to be the same as the consequences."

"It's you who said you wanted to eat shit live again. Did you smell it? You're so sore that you're going to lose your teeth."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour. Think about it, I know that the Grand Duke and Chief Just send a driver to pick her up and drop her off when they go to school. Do you still need to take your own busy schedule to pick her up and down? Black chicken mackerel."

"Bapapapapapapapapa, blogger, have you heard the sound of yourself slapping in the face? Mr. Fu just opened Weibo. Homepage introduction 'My wife is the most beautiful', wouldn't she be with Emily's 'My husband Fu Sui', what else do you have to say?"

"Whether the couple is happy or not, you don't need to report whether the relationship is good or not. Even if they are not happy, they will fall into the LV and cry. It's not like you, and the trash can probably not be able to accept you."

"Hahahahahaha sisters, if you can speak, you will publish this book."

The online competition was full of enthusiasm, but Le Xiangwan was busy tiptoing at home to grab Fu Sui's cell phone.

"Honey, please give me your phone quickly, don't look at it." Le Xiangwan blushed and pulled Fu Sui's collar and wanted to get his phone.

At this moment, Le Xiangwan really regretted it so much.

As soon as she came back, she took his mobile phone to apply for a Weibo account while Fu Sui went to the kitchen. She wanted to get a Weibo name that matched her small account, but when she was about to press the confirmation, she looked at the words "My wife is the most beautiful in the evening", and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so she changed to the homepage introduction, and then followed her three small accounts for him.

She thought Fu Sui would not care about these things, so she said to him and went upstairs to change her clothes.

Who knew that when she saw Fu Sui sitting on the dining chair with her back facing her, she walked over and covered his eyes from behind and thought to scare him, but who knew that she was scared herself.

Fu Sui’s mobile phone page is her small homepage.

At this moment, he didn't know that he had already brushed dozens of them.

Her trumpets are mainly updated with Fu Sui, and they can update several items almost a day.

It was originally something she had sneaked around by herself, but when it was put in front of Fu Sui, it was all about him. Le Xiangwan couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

In particular, there were several photos of her taking photos of Fu Sui secretly while she was not paying attention, and all of them were accompanied by some words.

Le Xiangwan leaned over and wanted to grab Fu Sui's cell phone, "Honey, what are you looking at, stop watching, let's have a meal."

Fu Sui stretched his arm to the side, and Le Xiangwan rushed to the air. Before he could react, he heard him speak with a faint smile, "I don't know if I don't look at it, so Miaomiao is so..."

Fu Sui paused, raised his eyelids slightly, and smiled at the corners of his lips, but he didn't say the next words.

But Le Xiangwan just understood what he was going to say.

The Weibo post that Fu Sui stayed on his mobile phone page—

“Living room, sofa, dining table, bathroom, desk, room, stairs, floor-to-ceiling windows, top floor, sports car, garden, rooftop…”

Others may not understand what it means, but Le Xiangwan thinks Fu Sui must have seen it.

Sure enough, Fu Sui hugged the person on his legs, hugged Le Xiangwan's waist and looked at his cell phone, and asked in a low voice, "The scenery on the top floor of the office seems to be good, I'll try it next time?"

When Le Xiangwan heard this, his whole face turned red with a bang.

It was about to die, and Fu Sui really saw what she expressed.

"No, no need." Le Xiangwan was slim and his eyes were vague, and he didn't dare to look at Fu Sui.

Ahhhh, she just wanted to record the places she had been with Fu Sui. As she thought about it, she also wrote down some places she learned from Qiao Xining and wanted to try with Fu Sui.

Who knew that Fu Sui was seeing this, and he even said it in front of her, feeling so embarrassed.

Jianle Xiangwan disagreed with the plan on the top floor. Fu Sui pretended to frown and spoke in a daze, "There are dozens of sports cars at home, which sports car Miaomiao wants to be on, or."

Fu Sui leaned over and pressed all his weight on Le Xiangwan's back, put his chin on her neck, and exhaled at her fair and small earlobes, with a hoarse voice, "One car is there once."

Le Xiangwan took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Fu Sui behind him, and showed a very reluctant smile whether to smile or not, "Then, then I think the top floor is pretty good."

She believed that Fu Sui really did what he said.

Dozens of sports cars are used at a time, so she will probably be lying in bed for a month.

After Le Xiangwan finished speaking, he spoke up a little, "The company is so high, the scenery on the top floor must be very beautiful."

Fu Sui nodded and said again as if he was thinking of something, "Miaomiao should also like the floor-to-ceiling windows in my office."

On weekdays, Fu Sui likes to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window when he has nothing to do and bring the scenery of the entire city into his eyes.

The pleasure and satisfaction of climbing high and looking far away, standing at a high place, are something that others cannot imagine or experience.

At the beginning, he had this idea when he asked someone to design this floor-to-ceiling window.

Le Xiangwan was confined by him between the floor-to-ceiling window and his chest. When her exposed skin was stimulated by the cold temperature of the floor-to-ceiling window, she would unconsciously shrink into his arms and lean closer to him.

Just thinking about this, Fu Sui became excited uncontrollably.

He is born with a noble person, no matter how gentle and peaceful the surface, the superiority revealed in his bones makes him still look indifferent and contemptuous of other people and things, but it is different from Le Xiangwan.

All the rules broke the examples in her.

Le Xiangwan sat on Fu Sui's legs and naturally clearly sensed his physical changes.

She bit her lip, her face turned red and glared at Fu Sui, and cursed softly, reached out to rub Fu Sui's face, and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to think of me like this."

Fu Suineng's reaction was definitely thinking about something bad about her in his mind.

"So domineering," Fu Sui kissed Le Xiangwan's fingertips, as if she had seen everything in her heart, and chuckled, "Do you really not like it?"

"Put Miaomiao on the floor-to-ceiling window, do it hard, and then put it back on your back into your husband's arms, so that your husband will think of Miaomiao when he sees the floor-to-ceiling window in the future."

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and Le Xiangwan's fingertips were sucked and kissed by Fu Sui, his whole heart trembled, and his face was red as well.

Especially when he heard what Fu Sui leaned over and said, it was as if he was shy and waiting to let someone pick the charming roses, and Fu Sui's eyes couldn't help but darken.

He wasn't the one who would compromise himself.

She would not be able to move abroad, and when she came back, she abides by the etiquette and did not touch her. Now she will be her own wife.

Thinking of this, Fu Sui carried the person to the dining table, raised her chin and kissed her.
Chapter completed!
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