Wu Xuewei had a whim and wanted to help him buy clothes. How much sense of achievement does the beloved man have to wear the clothes he bought?

Thinking so, Wu Xuewei took him to the luxury store not far ahead.

"Where are you going?" Following her footsteps, he asked casually.

"Buy you clothes."

"Ha ha..." the purpose of coming to the mall is not to pay for her shopping, but to buy clothes for him?

"Eh! Isn't that Mayor Feng? The mayor will also come to the mall. Besides the news, I saw the mayor for the first time!"

"No, how can I remember that the mayor has a fiancee? Who is the female college student around him?"

"Arm in arm? God, this relationship must not be simple!"

"This, should I take a picture..."

"No, can the mayor take it?"

"Why not? The mayor of a city is a model for the citizens. The citizens can also supervise the mayor's disorderly private life! Besides, the relationship between the mayor and the woman is not simple. It's a junior. Maybe the mayor's fiancee is still in the dark!"

They soon attracted everyone's attention. Then many citizens recognized Feng churui and whispered one after another. The voice of discussion became louder and louder, and Wu Xuewei's heart gradually fell to the bottom of the ice.

Many people have taken out their mobile phones to take photos. Feng churui frowns and sweeps his unhappy eyes. Wu Xuewei suddenly pulls him crazy and runs away.

He was unhappy: "Xuewei, what are you running for?"

"Don't you run and wait for others to take pictures? When you wait for the news, you can't explain a hundred mouths." Moreover, their relationship is indeed not simple. Once pierced by the media, his political career is bound to be affected.

Why did she forget that as a civil servant, he must be disciplined in his private life. Now he has a fiancee, and now he is close to her in public, which is bound to have a negative impact on him.

She pulled him all the way to the parking lot and got into the car. She leaned back in her chair and gasped.

The car was equipped with mineral water. Feng churui unscrewed the lid and handed it to her. Wu Xuewei shook her head, turned her head to look out of the window and said, "let's go. Don't let those people catch up and see."

"What are you afraid of?" Feng churui frowned and was dissatisfied with her escape.

"I'm afraid others will point at me and scold Xiao San. I'm afraid those photos will be posted online. I'm afraid your political career will be affected!" Three times in a row, I was afraid. Wu Xuewei was a little angry and covered her face with her hands. Finally, her tone weakened: "although you say I'm not a junior, in my heart, I'm a junior. Morally, I'm a junior."

I never thought that one day when I was with him, I needed to avoid everyone's eyes and become secretive.

Feng churui pulled her head, pulled down her hand, confirmed that she was not crying, took her into his arms and patted her on the back, A low sigh: "don't worry, even if you are photographed, those photos can't spread. As soon as you run, you will be more realistic about other people's conjectures and think you are guilty. I didn't think about your situation. Don't worry, I'll explain it to you. Also, you're not a junior. Don't look down on yourself, okay?"

As she said, perhaps morally, she is a junior, but emotionally, she has never been.

"I believe you." Wu Xuewei was stuffy in his arms and her voice was stuffy.