Chapter 112 Wearing the same clothes is not a big deal, but whoever is ugly will be embarrassed
Fu Ciyan looked like a defeated rooster, his face gloomy.
"I just wanted to come and keep you company. I'm sorry I scared you."
Wen Nanxi smiled:
"I don't need you to accompany me, Fu Ciyan, don't be a jerk."
Fu Ciyan suddenly looked up: "What did you say?"
His face was full of disbelief. He couldn't imagine how Wen Nanxi could say the three words "Don't be a jerk".
Wen Nanxi sneered: "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? We've already registered for divorce, so I don't have to fulfill my marital obligations. If you feel suffocated, go out and find someone yourself. I think you're dirty."
The sound of her voice echoed in Fu Ci Yan's mind over and over again. His face turned pale, his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to find his voice.
"Is that how much you miss me? Wen Nanxi, do you have any conscience?"
His desperate voice made Wen Nanxi's heart twitch, and she frowned tightly:
"You're asking for trouble, and you still expect me to say anything nice to you?"
He endured the bitterness in his heart and said, "Harsh words can hurt people even in the coldest months of summer. After all, we have been husband and wife for three years. You shouldn't say that to me anyway."
Wen Nanxi was puzzled: "Am I not telling the truth? Fu Ciyan, how can your words be better than mine?"
Fu Ciyan froze and Wen Nanxi reminded him:
"You said you were tired of me a long time ago, and that I wasn't as good as Ji Jiaojiao. Do you still remember?"
"I……"
"Maybe it's been so long that you don't remember. Just a few days ago you called me vicious and said I was in need of men. Have you forgotten everything?"
Fu Ci Yan was completely speechless and stood there in a daze.
Yes, he said those words himself.
It turns out that you don’t feel the pain unless the knife is stuck in your body.
Wen Nanxi couldn't describe the feeling in her heart when she saw him like this.
There is the pleasure of revenge, but also impatience with him as a person.
"Fu Ciyan, before you talk about others, you'd better think about whether you have become the most annoying person. If you like this bed, I will give it to you and sleep in the guest room."
"Need not."
His voice was hoarse: "I'm leaving. I was wrong today. I apologize to you for what I said."
Wen Nanxi said calmly, "Some damage has already been done, and an apology won't make up for it."
Fu Ci Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, his face full of bitterness.
It's all retribution, he deserves it...
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The day of the Silver Moon Cup final came in a blink of an eye. Wen Nanxi was afraid of meeting Su Moan, so she simply didn't go out yesterday.
Today is the finals that Xia Tian came to pick her up. She arrived early and happened to see the judges entering.
Zhu Youyou spotted Wen Nanxi in the crowd. She walked over, twisting her waist, and looked at Wen Nanxi:
"Cousin, Mo An is your brother-in-law. You'd better know your place."
Wen Nanxi looked Zhu Youyou up and down.
She was wearing a sky-blue cheongsam today with a very high slit, almost reaching up to her waist so that her smooth thighs could be seen. Her hair was tied up in a bun with a white jade hairpin inserted diagonally. She had willow-shaped eyebrows and a cherry mouth, and she looked like a graceful beauty from the south of the Yangtze River. However, her temperament was too tough, and she felt like she was trying too hard.
Wen Nanxi smiled:
"Cousin, you like to imitate me so much. Willow-shaped eyebrows don't suit you very well. They make you look a bit mean."
Zhu Youyou was a little annoyed: "What did you say? When did I imitate you? What's there to imitate about you?"
Wen Nanxi nodded casually: "Okay, you didn't imitate, hey, it's a bit hot here."
Wen Nanxi took off her coat, revealing a green cheongsam underneath. It was a turquoise color, slightly darker than the color of Zhu Youyou's clothes. She had her hair in a side ponytail and the same willow-shaped eyebrows, but her temperament was a hundred times stronger than Zhu Youyou's, graceful and generous, all natural.
As the saying goes, wearing the same clothes is not a big deal, but it is embarrassing for the ugly one.
Before Zhu Youyou could react, An Qianxue fanned herself with her hands:
"Yeah, it's hot."
After saying that, she took off her coat, revealing a cheongsam of the same green color.
The color of her cheongsam was called Xizi, which was also green, but the workmanship was more gorgeous. Combined with her tall figure, it almost instantly defeated Zhu Youyou to the point of leaving nothing behind.
An Qianxue is a model herself, and her manners are a hundred times better than Zhu Youyou's. She also chose makeup and hair styles that suit her better. She managed to make the elegant green look bright and charming, like a fairy.
Wen Nanxi stood beside her and was not overshadowed. The two of them had two different styles and their beauty was unique, but it was different when Zhu Youyou stood opposite her.
Everyone here today is from the design circle. If they don’t have a certain aesthetic sense, the difference will be immediately apparent.
Zhu Youyou noticed those strange looks and felt so angry that her teeth were itching.
"You guys...are going too far."
An Qianxue covered her mouth:
"Oh, I didn't notice that Judge Zhu was also wearing a cheongsam. Isn't this a coincidence? Sorry, Miss Zhu, you look great in a cheongsam too."
Zhu Youyou gritted her teeth.
Is this a compliment? This is putting her on the fire!
But with so many people present, she couldn't lose her temper. Besides, her reputation had already been ruined by the preliminary round, so she had to be careful with her words and actions.
So she said with a fake smile:
"Miss An, you are joking. How can I compare to you?"
An Qianxue: "Look at what you said, as if you are comparable to Nanxi."
Zhu Youyou: ...
Xia Tian folded his arms and laughed:
"It's just a matter of wearing the same clothes. It's not a big deal. We're not embarrassed anyway."
Zhu Youyou was so angry that she couldn't vent it, but suddenly she remembered her purpose and quickly changed her attitude:
"Cousin, you're already married, so stop bothering my fiancé. No matter what, you can't seduce your cousin-in-law by imitating me."
Wen Nanxi rolled her eyes. "Do you really think Su Mo'an is such a good thing? As if everyone wants to snatch him from you? Now that you've brought it up, please take care of your fiancé and don't bother me unless necessary. I'm so annoyed."
After saying this, Wen Nanxi didn't bother to pay attention to her and turned away.
Zhu Youyou was left stomping her feet in anger.
"Wen Nanxi, just wait and see what you'll do when the finals begin!"
Arriving at the waiting area, Xia Tian couldn't help but ask:
"What's going on with Su Moan?"
Xia Tian knew that Wen Nanxi's design had been stolen, so she was particularly sensitive to Su Moan.
Wen Nanxi didn't hide anything and told Xia Tian what had happened in the past few days. Xia Tian was almost shocked:
"No, he's sick, isn't he? He wants to pick you up?"
Wen Nanxi shrugged: "I think he has bad intentions. I haven't dared to go out these past few days for fear of being targeted by him. It's really annoying."
"Schoolgirl, if you say that to me, I'll be sad. I really like you."
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