"So when I eat alone, I not only cry, but also make myself dirty?" It's not that I didn't understand the irony in her words, but if she wants to vent, let her.

Knowing that she was mostly held in the palm of her hand since childhood, the Wu family instilled in her the spirit of being upright and bright, holding her head high, self-confidence and self-esteem. She hid from Wu Yuqing with a guilty heart like yesterday, which frustrated her psychology.

"I didn't mean it. I don't have to make myself miserable to win your sympathy. I'm not so cheap." Obviously, she misunderstood his meaning and thought that he was dissatisfied and questioned the miserable appearance when she came home yesterday.

I don't want to tell him that I didn't have dinner last night. Now I'm very hungry. She broke his hand and went out.

Sitting down in the restaurant, my aunt had made breakfast. When she saw her coming out, she poured her milk and asked with concern, "Miss Xuewei, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"That's good. Yesterday, my aunt was frightened by you. I thought she was bullied outside, so I came back wronged and cried. It's all right. If it's all right, my aunt can rest assured."

Wu Xuewei drank a mouthful of milk and her bad mood dispersed a little: "who bullies me? Besides, if someone bullies me, I will bully Ben back, otherwise I will be so cowardly, won't I?"

"Yes, this is Miss Xuewei!" Aunt's appreciation was a thumbs up, which made Wu Xuewei can laugh again and again.

Feng churui also came to the restaurant and sat down opposite her. Wu Xuewei immediately bowed her head and ate breakfast silently.

Aunt also saw something wrong, so she poured Feng churui good milk and went back to the kitchen to work.

Feng churui has just had a few bites. Wu Xuewei has finished her breakfast at the speed of the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. She casually wiped the corners of her mouth with her napkin, got up and left.

"Stop!" Feng churui whispered.

"What's up?" Wu Xuewei looked back at him.

Feng churui frowned lightly. He seemed to be a little distressed and puzzled. Then he raised his eyes: "are you arguing with me?"

"Do you look like me?" Wu Xuewei really wants to raise her head and laugh three times. Is it a quarrel? Doesn't he understand?

What is the definition of quarrel? He doesn't know?

Doesn't he think she's arguing with him until she yells red and has a thick neck?

Forget it, with such a man, you will lose your life sooner or later!

"I don't know." Feng churui's voice was light and awkward.

"That's not!" Then Wu Xuewei strode away, went back to the bedroom, changed her clothes, picked up her wallet and was ready to go out.

Feng churui also finished his breakfast and was preparing to go to the city hall. When he saw her coming out, he smiled and said, "where are you going? I'll see you off."

"Don't bother Mayor Feng. I can take a taxi myself." Then he missed it from his side.

As soon as I entered the elevator, I pressed the first floor and saw that the elevator door was about to close. One hand inserted in. The elevator door reopened and Feng churui's tall body flashed in.

Wu Xuewei stood on the right and Feng churui stood on the left. The elevator fell all the way. From time to time, people came in and watched more and more people. Wu Xuewei also gradually leaned against the side. She was annoyed that when the elevator hadn't reached the first floor, she came with a long arm and took her in her arms across the crowd.

"Let go." She kept her voice low and twisted her body slightly.

If so many people are here, it will have a bad impact if they are seen and spread.