Chapter 899

Wu Xuewei blinked. After seeing the person in front of her, she frowned: "secretary Wu... Why are you here?"

Secretary Wu smiled: "not only am I here, but the mayor is also here."

Wu Xuewei saw that the elegant and handsome man had approached. His deep eyes were as deep as the abyss, and there was no emotional face. She was cold and meaningful. She wore a black suit and carefully buttoned the white shirt to the top, emitting a sense of abstinence all over.

With a little distant distance, but also with a little tempting and degenerate nobleness.

Wu Xuewei was stunned for a few seconds, then shook her chaotic head, raised her smile and said sarcastically, "Uncle Feng, what a coincidence. You can meet him like this."

"Uncle?" Jorun looked puzzled for a while, and then suddenly realized that he was happy: "Xuewei, is he your uncle? Then he is your uncle's secretary? Why didn't you say it earlier, which made me almost impolite."

Wu Xuewei smiled faintly and comforted him. She did look at Feng churui and said, "no, uncle Feng won't mind. Am I right, uncle Feng?"

Feng churui walked up to them and looked at her with deep eyes. His words were cold: "those who don't know are innocent, of course I won't mind. But -"

As soon as the front of the conversation turned, the tone suddenly became cold, "you call me uncle. As your elder, it's very undesirable for you not to go home in the middle of the night and fool around with your little boyfriend. What about your tutor? What about girls' self-esteem?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Wu Xuewei's face. "Don't forget, I call you uncle. It's polite! You're not who I am, nor my elder Wu Xuewei! I'm an adult. I don't think it's self-esteem and self love to make a boyfriend at this age. Besides, it's natural for male and female friends to date at night. Uncle Feng, you're too lenient."

At last, she almost clenched her fist and began to provoke, with thorns in every word.

Secretary Wu took a silent look at the mayor. He was really worried that the mayor would hate iron and steel, throw people here directly and leave.

So is Miss Xuewei. The mayor is good for her. Why don't you understand?

Jorun smiled as a foil. In fact, his Chinese is not very good. It's hard for him to listen to such a long conversation.

Feng churui narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Xuewei calmly. Just as she was about to take the lead in running away, he said faintly, "really. I'm meddling. Secretary Wu, let's go."

Then he took back his eyes, turned and left.

Yu Li's figure, even his back, is so rigorous, with a trace of cold nobility and a sense of distance.

"Miss Xuewei, please pay attention to your safety. Bye." Secretary Wu finished and got on the bus.

Land Rover turned around and left.

Wu Xuewei saw that he really left. After saying that sentence, she really left. Suddenly she was a little lost.

What are you looking forward to? What are you looking forward to.

He already has a fiancee. What is she expecting!

Age, damn age!

What happened when I was nine years old? I never thought I would be rejected one day, but it was because of my age.

Wu Xuewei suddenly laughed. Did he never mean that, or did he use the high sounding reason of age to make her die?