Wu Yunting held her in his arms and got into the car. He watched as she took a long time to come out of her emotions. "I was careless this time. I'm sorry. I..."
Feng Moyan suddenly pulled his shirt closer and kissed him lightly: "See, I am a possessive person. If anyone stares at me, I will pursue him until he dies. It's scary, isn't it!"
Wu Yunting gently stroked the back of her neck and deepened the kiss. For a moment, both of them forgot the unpleasantness that had just occurred.
After a pause of more than ten minutes, Wu Yunting's eyes were filled with a strong possessiveness: "Yes, me too, aren't we destined to be together?"
Feng Moyan straightened her dress, looked at the dirt on the outside, and frowned: "Go to the street and buy me a skirt. This one is stained with dirt, I don't want it."
Wu Yunting took her to a nearby brand store. He stopped the car, bent down, and held her in his arms, without stopping.
Seeing the boss nod slightly, he went straight to the VIP area: "Bring all the clothes that are suitable for this lady and let her try them on. By the way, prepare high heels, about five centimeters, soft and not rubbing the feet."
The boss thought that this was for his girlfriend, who was a big customer: "Sir, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
Soon, four people were pushing new clothes and placing them all there. Feng Moyan didn't think it was exaggerated at all, and even felt that this was how she should be.
After all, he had been in military and political positions all his life, and his money had always come from him. This time, it was his turn to treat him like this.
"I like the bright yellow one. It makes my skin look whiter. Is that okay?"
Wu Yunting stood up and picked it up for her himself, but when he saw a large white patch on the back, his face turned dark and he looked at her cautiously.
"Do you think this is appropriate? There's nothing on it. If you wear it there, a lot of people will stare at you."
Feng Moyan smiled, picked up the clothes and walked into the inner room: "I'll wear this, there is a bow in the middle, and my hair can cover it, what are you worried about."
"Then you showed your collarbone, and I didn't say anything to you, but you still made a fuss about it? Besides, you saw it, so it wasn't a loss."
Wu Yunting always felt that this theory was wrong. The way he looked at other salespeople seemed quite normal. Could it be that he was really being conservative?
"You girls nowadays like to wear revealing clothes like this?"
The boss was a middle-aged woman. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"Sir, your girlfriend looks young, it's normal for her to dress like this, but you'd better accompany her, otherwise the admirers around her will naturally be unpleasant."
"These are the styles that girls like nowadays. There are also conservative ones. It depends on how you coax them into wearing them."
Wu Yunting looked at the other clothes and was dazzled for a moment: "I am Qi Lin's childhood friend. If you need clothes in the future, just call me directly and I will make them according to the size I gave you."
The boss's eyes lit up: "No problem, but we have a lot of couple outfits here, why don't you bring a few sets too? I promise to wear them. Anyone with eyes will know your relationship. It's the only one in the capital, and it will go on sale tomorrow."
What was Wu Yunting waiting for after hearing this? He earned money to spend on his beloved: "Buy, pack them all for me, both men's and women's."
When he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Moyan wearing a short skirt. Damn it, why did his hands move so quickly? The skirt was pretty, but it was too pretty, and her legs were glowing white.
Feng Moyan turned around a few times and said, "Isn't it beautiful? The back is all covered, no one will see it. And don't you think it suits my age?"
When Wu Yunting was attracted to her, he should have known that this day would come: "Okay, it looks good. I've told the boss that I will make clothes for you regularly, okay?"
Feng Moyan glanced in the boss's direction and said, "Boss, add me on WeChat and send it to me when the time comes. I will give you the money directly."
Wu Yunting put his arm around her waist and walked out with a domineering look in his eyes: "I have me, but I still let you spend money. Do you look down on me? I am not as rich as your father, but I am not so rich that I can't even afford clothes."
Looking at the dozens of bags behind her, she was stunned: "Are these all mine? I picked more than ten pieces, and the rest are yours, right?"
Wu Yunting didn't say anything and just drove leisurely.
Feng Moyan felt that this man must have done something bad just now. He turned his head and looked at him. He was really a bad guy.
He didn't dare to move his eyes away, her legs were just there in front of him, and he finally waited until the traffic light turned red, then brought a blanket from behind to cover her legs.
The other person threw it away in confusion: "I'm really not cold, this is just right, why are you acting like my grandpa?"
Wu Yunting repeatedly covered her up: "Your legs are blinding, I'm not in the mood to drive. Don't sit in someone else's passenger seat like this in the future, it affects safety too much."
She chuckled, this guy is really childish.
They were still sticky and close to each other outside, but once they entered the compound, they looked like ordinary brother and sister.
She greeted him obediently: "Brother Yunting, I'll go in now. Thank you for treating me to dinner today."
Feng Jianguo was surprised to see his granddaughter carrying a bunch of things in her hands: "Aren't you going to eat today? Why are you shopping? Do you have enough money on you?"
Feng Moyan laughed softly, "Grandpa, I have my dad's card, how can it be not enough to spend? Besides, Brother Yun Ting also gave me several things, didn't he buy them too? What's the problem?"
Feng Jianguo smiled and said, "Yun Ting, thank you for taking care of my girl. You must come to the graduation banquet. She can be considered as your junior."
Wu Yunting coughed twice and regained his usual expression: "Okay, then Grandpa Feng, I'll go back first."
Feng Moyan lay on the bed, laughing softly as she looked at the clothes on the bed. They really were the most suitable for her, but the dark patterns on these suits didn't look right.
Could it be a couple outfit? They had worn them often throughout their lives, but that was always when they visited the United States. It was different from now. This man's possessiveness is really strong.
Everyone in the family knew about her achievements and sent her continuous blessings. Feng Moyan had more and more piggy banks in her pocket and she received a lot of money every day.
However, the Liu and Qiao families were in chaos.
Qiao Wei's mother Liu Yaru and Liu Qingyao's mother Liu Qiuya were sisters, but now they have become sworn enemies.
Liu Qiuya has always been a person who never gives up even when she is right. Seeing her sister crying, she was very upset: "What's the point of you crying? The Qiao family is much higher than our Liu family, but you still can't do anything."
"Who told you to come up with such a dirty idea to hurt the old leader's child and plot against the son of the top leader? You are really awesome. Why don't you go to heaven?"
"I don't care. Qingyao not only lost her chance in the college entrance examination, but also lost her innocence. You, the Qiao family, must be responsible, otherwise we will see you in court."
Liu Qiuya didn't expect her sister to be so cold: "My daughter is in prison now, why do you say that only Weiwei is here? This is not fair."
"I just don't believe it. There is no reason in this world. Even if it was just an ordinary fight, it wouldn't be necessary to cripple someone. His wrists and ankles are all broken.
Even if this person came from prison, he is still trash, what use is he? ”
Liu Yaru said coldly: "You deserve it. It's enough to use others to gain a little benefit. Why do you have to frame others? I can't interfere in this matter.
I still have to live, and I have a son to consider. I'm not like you, who can only take care of my daughter for the rest of my life. ”
When Liu Qiuya heard this, she felt like a thorn was stuck in her heart, and she rushed towards her sister: "You actually laughed at me, have you never looked down on me, you bitch, I am your sister."
Liu Yaru was not to be outdone: "So what if you are my sister? You are still using me. What's the point of letting your daughter use my daughter? Family affection is worthless."
"I only want my daughter. Otherwise, we will both die together."
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