Without waiting for Leshan to speak, Zhao Bo added fuel and vinegar and said everything just now, which meant that Nan tingliao was the master.

Nan tingliao didn't speak, but looked at him faintly.

I don't know why, Zhao Bo swallowed all his next words back to his stomach.

"Like it very much?"

When Jiang Shuyu heard the man's words, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. After taking a look at Jiang Shiwei, he said, "brother Nan, I'm sorry you're so busy and let you come for such a small thing. Since sister likes this dress, I'd better give it to her. I'll see something else."

Zhao Bo felt that she was too soft hearted, so he interrupted her: "Miss Yu, you saw it first. Why should you give it to her? Besides, the wedding is coming soon. Where are you going to see such a suitable dress?"

The implication is that there is no intention to let Jiang Shuyu give way.

Instead, Jiang Shiwei suddenly asked, "do you really want to marry her?"

Nan tingliao frowned. Before he opened his mouth, he heard uncle Zhao speak again. There was a sense of complacency in his tone: "of course, the young master wants to marry Miss Yu. This is something that the whole city knows. Is there any fake?"

"Uncle Zhao!"

Seeing Jiang Shiwei's face getting whiter and whiter, Jiang Shuyu hurriedly interrupted him. Although Zhao Bo was unwilling, he still didn't say anything worse.

But Jiang Shuyu looked at Nan tingliao uneasily and saw that the man looked indifferent. He didn't know whether he listened to what he had just said.

She turned her head, a pair of calm eyes flashed over, a few anxious, seemingly worried explained: "elder sister, don't misunderstand..."

"What did you misunderstand?" Jiang Shiwei asked, "did you misunderstand that you were going to marry him?"

Nan tingliao looked at her quietly. In her black and white eyes, it seemed that there was a palpitating depth.

Just look at Jiang Shiwei so quietly.

Jiang Shiwei didn't seem to feel it. He pulled his lips with a bitter smile, and his voice was like cold snow water: "if it's this thing, don't say it again. I don't want this dress, just take it as my wedding gift to you."

Then she looked at Leshan, who was stunned, and called her, "let's go!"

"Hey, tiny, how can you do that? You saw the dress first."

The voices of the two women talked farther and farther away. As the two men left, the air in the dress shop was almost frozen into ice.

Everyone didn't speak for fear of breaking the condensation in the pool.

Until Jiang Shuyu carefully pulled his sleeve: "brother Nan!"

As soon as he turned around and looked at the woman's cautious and almost humble and flattering eyes, Nan tingliao's eyes flashed slightly: "wrap all the dresses here."

"Yes, master Nan." the waiter thought the business was yellow today. Unexpectedly, Nan tingliao bought all the dresses.

Jiang Shuyu was surprised and couldn't help looking at him: "brother Nan, you don't have to do this."

"Don't you like it?"

"But it's too expensive!" even Jiang Shuyu's reserve can't hide his love for those dresses. After all, no woman in the world can resist such temptation.

"OK!" Nan tingliao directly raised his hand and interrupted her: "I have other things. If you and uncle Zhao finish reading the dress, go back directly!"

With that, Nan tingliao left with a long leg and Feng Jing followed.

"Brother, wait for me!"

It was not easy to catch up with Nan tingliao when he got on the bus. Feng Jing asked, "brother, why did you buy all the dresses for Jiang Shuyu? Doesn't sister-in-law like that dress very much?"

"When did I say I gave it to her?"

"That's just --" Feng Jing was surprised. Isn't brother Fang just going to give all his dresses to Jiang Shuyu?

Is he wrong?

And Jiang Shuyu misunderstood?

Nan tingliao didn't intend to say more. He got on the car and left, while Feng Jing stood in place and looked at the direction of the car. Brother, don't you bring such a trap!

After Jiang Shiwei and Leshan got on the bus and left, she took a breath.

Leshan looked at the moisture at the bottom of her eyes and shouted in surprise, "slightly, why are you crying?"

"Yes?" Jiang Shiwei was stunned when he heard the speech. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes. He did feel a touch of wet. It turned out that she was really crying.

But I knew he was going to marry someone else. Didn't I already know?

Now I'm sad.

Leshan looked at her in silence, flashed the scene just now, and asked incredulously, "does Nan tingliao really want to marry Jiang Shuyu? What about you, what should you do?"

Leshan is so familiar with Jiang Shiwei that she naturally knows their feelings. In fact, she can't understand why a beautiful woman like Jiang Shiwei likes the first ugly man in Jiangcheng.

However, seeing the decline of nantingliao's favorite River, I think it should be so.

After all, how could a man who hurt himself to the bone not love him.

However, why did Nan tingliao marry Jiang Shuyu again?

What the hell is going on?

Before Jiang Shiwei answered, her mobile phone suddenly rang. She looked at Nan tingliao and pressed the phone decisively.

Unfortunately, the man kept calling, and she finally turned off the machine.

Leshan looked at Nan tingliao's phone and looked at Jiang Shiwei's expression. Before the phone was about to hang up, she slowly answered the phone: "President Nan, where's the wind? Why do you remember to call me?"

"Let Wei answer the phone," Nan tingliao said.

Leshan has defined Jiang Shiwei as a scum man like Feng Jing in her heart since she saw his tears.

The tone was very blunt: "why, Nan tingliao likes you so much, but you hurt him again and again. Did your conscience let the dog eat it?"

"This is my business with her. You let her answer the phone."

"Slightly don't answer." she looked at Jiang Shiwei and saw that Jiang Shiwei closed his eyes and didn't want to say anything.

"Miss Le, please call Jiang Shiwei, otherwise, Miss le will not have a good life in the entertainment industry!" Nan tingliao's voice was calm, but there was a threat between the words!

Leshan has been rolling in the entertainment industry for so many years. This is the first time someone has spoken to her so frankly!

Hold the grass and threaten her!

This bastard threatened her!

She blew her hair in an instant. The girl's thin face floated a layer of powder, widened her eyes, puffed her cheeks and said, "I don't know. Nanting Liao, you think I'm afraid you can't do it!"

Suddenly, Jiang Shiwei took away her mobile phone and asked calmly, "Nan tingliao, what do you want to do?"