Alumni B: Yes, Third Master’s marriage is a big deal. There’s no way the South City reporters wouldn’t know about it.
Alumni F: Envy
Alumni g: Envy +1
Fu Jiu looked at the messages sent by these people, a smile on her lips. Finally, she had some peace and quiet.
Li Mei: Oh, don't be fooled. Photoshop is so advanced these days, there's nothing that can't be Photoshopped. Besides, my newspaper hasn't heard of the Third Master getting married."
When Xu Ya saw it, she was so angry that she wanted to smash her phone and stared at the marriage certificate.
This can't be real, this photo must be photoshopped.
How could a man of Gu Sihan's status and position possibly marry a woman like Fu Jiu?
Thinking of this, Xu Ya felt a lot more balanced.
Li Mei continued, "Fu Jiu, I'm sure you put a lot of effort into editing this picture."
Alumni A: We computer science majors have the most say. The marriage certificate is real, but the photo on it is photoshopped.
Then a group of people echoed.
"Looking closely, it really is photoshopped."
"Oh my god, how shameless! You actually want to lie to us."
Fu Jiu silently said in her heart: Don't be angry, don't be angry!
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It’s all Gu Sihan’s fault, that bastard. He asked Ning Yuan to go to the wedding with him, and the photos were all photoshopped. Now, people are pointing fingers at him.
Fu Jiu quickly replied, "I knew you would say that. It can't be helped. After all, I'm the wife of the richest man."
After saying that, he sent a real-time map.
"Do you see where this is?"
Everyone in South City knows that Nanyuan is the most upscale residential area in South City.
This time, the group exploded.
Alumni: "I'll go. So Fu Jiu's position is now in Nanyuan?"
Xu Ya sneered and sent a map, but it showed that it was abroad.
She quickly typed, "See? You can do it anywhere you want." Before she sent it, Fu Jiu tagged everyone: "I know you'll definitely accuse me of lying again, so I'll just give you a virtual tour of my home."
After saying that, he recorded a video all the way from the study to the fitting room. When Fu Jiu saw what was inside, she was shocked.
Oh my god, when was this bag bought? How come I don’t know it?
An entire wall of cabinets is filled with all kinds of luxury bags.
The other wall was filled with all the things Gu Sihan had bought for himself at the mall. Fu Jiu had never worn them once, and there were also a lot of jewelry and diamonds.
When Fu Jiu sent the message, she suddenly lost interest in the chat room. She hurried downstairs with her phone in hand: "Third Master..."
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