Fu Wen heard her words, and his gaze stopped on Lu Wantang for a few seconds.
It was calm, but it also had a subtle meaning that was difficult to describe in words.
Like a mirror that could illuminate all the darkness in the world, Lu Wantang's heart instantly tightened.
Then, Fu Ting retracted her gaze casually. She raised her hand to tidy up her collar and said angrily," Oh, then just take it that I don't like you.""
Lu Wantang clenched her fingers tightly. A certain emotion surged in her eyes, but she suppressed it in the end. She walked quickly to Fu Ting's side in her high heels.
As the wind blew, the woman's veil was blown away, making her look even more graceful.
Lu Wantang had obviously dressed up before she came. Her makeup was exquisite and meticulous, and her lips were full and sexy with honey-colored lip glaze. She stared at Fu Ting and smiled." Did you misunderstand something?""