"Invite him to dinner and just thank him for saving you last time." Fame holds her little hand in the palm of her hand.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyelashes are thick and slender, and her eyes are black and clear. She didn't say much, but she really can't guess the mind of high reputation.

Lamborghini finally stopped outside a private club.

Shengyu took Su Xiaoxiao into the high-end and luxurious club, took the elevator all the way upstairs, and the door of a room was open.

When he came to the door, Xiang Tianluo in front of the French window looked back. His lips gently pulled, "President Sheng, smile."

"Tianluo." Su Xiaoxiao also smiled at him, but he was already angry.

Shengyu took his wife and walked towards him and handed him the invitation, "we will hold a wedding on the 20th of next month. We sincerely invite you to witness."

Reaching for it, Xiang Tianluo looked gentle, "I'll come."

A minute later, all the dishes were ready.

There were only three people in front of the sandalwood round table. The room was so large and spacious. Su Xiaoxiao was a little restrained. Because she always felt that this was not the original intention of reputation.

Seeing the man sitting opposite, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help thinking of the shocking scene in the corridor that day. Up to now, she is still thinking about it. Was it an accident or was it deliberately done?

Does that really have nothing to do with Xiang Tianluo?

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Once a person loses trust in Su Xiaoxiao, it is difficult to regain her trust.

Maybe it's an unusual growth experience to let her know how to protect herself.

During the dinner, it was nothing more than talking with Xiang Tianluo about project cooperation and greeting Xiang KuanHuai who was far away in the United States.

Even if Su Xiaoxiao went to the bathroom, there were only Shengyu and Xiang Tianluo left in the big room. Shengyu didn't mention Xiang Joey and everything he investigated.

Not to mention the relationship between Xiang family and Xiaoxiao, Xiang Tianluo couldn't help being vigilant because of his easygoing reputation.

He even thanked him for what happened in the corridor that day.

Such a "low IQ" made Su smile and suspicious.

But she didn't ask anything because she believed in fame.

After seeing Xiang Tianluo, Shengyu took her to visit the wedding site.

Fresh lawn wedding, warm and romantic layout, every detail is moving.

"All the flowers will be flown in on the morning of the wedding," he said

He said, "I'm looking forward to the 20th of next month. Love you."

"You've arranged it now. Isn't it a little early?"

"It's not early. Get it out and see the effect. What good changes are you dissatisfied with? After all, it's a century wedding. You can't be careless."

"Oh, don't be too high-profile. I'm under pressure."

"What force? Be my woman, only happiness, no pressure! "

Back in the Lamborghini, the reputation turned his eyes and stared at the beautiful girl, "Yo Yo, why don't you ask me about my wedding dress?"

"You'll be ready. What do you need me to ask?" Su looked at him with a smile. Her small face was full of seriousness.

The reputation stared at her small face that was not stained with fine dust, "are you used to it?"

"There are so many evening dresses. Don't you worry about the wedding dress?" Su Xiaoxiao blinked and looked up. He bumped into the eyes like a vast sea in the prestigious deep gully, "yes, I'm used to it."

Sheng Yu held her hand and smiled softly. "It's my pleasure, Mrs. Sheng."

Four eyes were opposite, and she smiled in her Qinghong water eyes, "I don't like this name."

"Get used to it sooner or later, Mrs. Sheng."