The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

Wan'er is very happy these days, even sleeping with a smile on her face.

She felt that her persistence was right, and the man still loved her.

How can you not be happy with the one you love.

Wan'er walked slowly, her mind was full of joy when she saw Linfeng, she even thought about her lines a lot.

Today is the third anniversary of their acquaintance, Wan'er checked the calendar specially, and it was indeed today.

The cold winter wind blowing on her face was very unpleasant, but Wan'er was not afraid, she still braved the cold wind to pass through the crowd, just hoping to buy Linfeng's favorite pastry.

That was also the first thing they did when they met. At that time, she was still very poor and couldn't afford it, so she shared a piece with Linfeng.

Thinking of it makes me feel warm in my heart.

"boom"

Wan'er didn't know what she bumped into, and she seemed to have stepped on something under her feet.

Her body seemed to be pushed and she fell backwards.

"Damn, don't you have eyes? You don't look at them when you walk. Didn't you see anyone here? These are expensive leather shoes, can you afford them? Oh, my flowers." In front of him was a man in a suit and leather shoes. He looks serious, but the words he spits out are really not flattering.

Wan'er nervously got up from the ground, staring at the cakes lying on the ground, all of them were rotten.

"Hey, did you hear me?" The man was still shouting, Wan'er looked up at him.

Those eyes, as if they were going to eat people, exude a coldness that is more piercing than this cold wind.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, and it's all my fault for being careless, sir..." Wan'er apologized quickly.

The man smiled slightly. "What's the use of apologizing, haven't you seen what my flowers and shoes look like?"

Hearing this, several people came to watch.

Wan'er paused, looking at the man. "Then tell me, how much do you want me to accompany you?"

"How much? Hehe. Do you think you are the escort lady? But, even if you think you can afford it? It's all expensive—" the man said with a proud face, his face = ruffian Looking at Wan'er, I feel disgusted, especially the indifferent eyes, it is not human at all.

"Master."

The man's eyes changed from indifferent to suddenly gentle.

"Let her go." It was a man in black wearing sunglasses with a cold and heartless voice.

Although they were both indifferent, his voice was not faked, and he was different.

The man bowed his head. "Yes, yes, master."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I..." Wan'er apologized repeatedly.

"Let's go." The man in sunglasses repeated.

Hearing this, Wan'er turned around and left quickly.

"It turned out to be her again, young master..." Another man stepped forward.

It's just that the man in sunglasses didn't speak, turned his head and walked away.

Wan'er felt very unlucky, she had never seen such a shameless man who said she was a young lady, and all the women in their family were young ladies.

It's just a pity for her pastry, which she found after running a long way, alas, what should I do now.

Wan'er walked forward complaining, passing a flower shop, she was going to buy a bouquet of flowers, but when she passed the window, she froze there.

A man and a woman are sitting in the window.

Boy and girl groups, no matter where they are, will attract people's attention.

But this time it shocked her.

Wan'er hid aside and looked inside.

The man grabbed the woman's hand, looked at her affectionately, took her into his arms, kissed her eyes, and the tears that fell.

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