Advancing by retreating (4)

Su Wanwan's original step was taken, but she couldn't help but withdraw. Her gaze fell on that figure. It had been about half a month since they last met at the old house. Xi Zhiwei's stomach seemed to have gotten bigger again. Even if she was wearing a loose dress now, it could still easily show that protruding waist.

She didn't seem to be afraid of being recognized. She didn't wear a hat, mask, and glasses to cover herself like other celebrities. Instead, she walked into a Branded Bag Shop with two accompanying assistants in a high-key manner. She basically just walked around the shop casually, then pointed at more than a dozen bags in one go and asked the salesperson to pack them for her.

The salesperson immediately beamed with joy. He looked at Xi Zhiwei as if she was his God of Fortune. He respectfully took the card from her hand, swiped it on the card machine, and then handed the form to Xi Zhiwei for her signature.