Chapter 1,212 I think you should call her Mrs. Fu

Lu Yanyu trembled unconsciously.

Her feet were a little cold, and when they fell into the man's palms, she could clearly feel the temperature of his palms, which were even a little scalding.

She grasped the hem of her skirt and lowered her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

I saw the man carefully putting on the cloth shoes for her. After putting on this one, he lifted her other foot and put on the other one for her.

The cloth shoes are very comfortable and the ground is soft when you step on them.

After the man helped her put on her shoes, he straightened the hem of her skirt.

The skirt was very long, fluffy and floor-length, and she was wearing cloth shoes, so you couldn't tell at all.

And although the cloth shoes were flat, the soles were at least three centimeters thick.

Lu Yanyu took a few steps, but his shoes were not easily exposed.

Fu Yiyun said to her: "You are not short, so you don't need to wear high heels. Banquets like this are usually very tiring. You will be much more comfortable wearing cloth shoes."

Jiang Feifei was stunned when she saw it. Just now she thought that this man was mentally ill when he gave Xiao Yu a pair of mismatched high heels.

Now she felt that this man was so considerate.

She immediately looked at Zhang Ming: "Look, you, Mr. Fu, are so considerate and thoughtful. Look, you have been following him for so many years, and it's been in vain. You haven't learned any good things.

"

here we go again!

Zhang Ming lowered his head and was speechless.

If he really acted like Mr. Fu and gave her a pair of cloth shoes, she would definitely accuse him of being mentally ill.

This woman's thoughts are so unreasonable.

Feeling the softness of the cloth shoes, Lu Yanyu couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

She looked at the man in front of her and said sincerely: "Thank you."

Fu Yiyun did not respond to her words, but returned to the sofa, picked up the magazine and continued reading.

Lu Yanyu pursed his lips. Although this man was sometimes very considerate, this consideration was also a bit awkward.

Sometimes she wonders if this man can't express himself.

It's obvious that I've done thoughtful things and expressed my thoughts, but I just can't say anything pleasing to others.

Jiang Feifei invited several stylists and makeup artists to come over.

Before seven o'clock, several people were ready.

It's night, and the elegant Ye family villa is brightly lit.

The huge front yard is full of luxurious scenery, with feasting and feasting, and people drinking and drinking, making it very lively.

There were several rows of luxury cars parked outside the yard.

Fu Yiyun and the others drove a car over directly, with Zhang Ming as the driver.

When several people arrived at Ye's house, looking from outside the yard, they could see that many people were already in the yard.

There are security guards at the door.

Fu Yiyun walked over and handed over the invitation.

The security guard looked at it and said respectfully: "Mr. Fu, please come in."

Because they came together, Lu Yanyu and Jiang Feifei didn't even need to show their invitations.

As soon as he walked into the yard, an old man with gray hair and a childish face walked over with a cane.

She had met that old man last time. He was the old man of the Ye family and the protagonist of tonight's banquet.

"Oh, Mr. Fu, you're here. Didn't you say you're busy?"

Lu Yanyu remembered that the Ye family and Fu Yiyun had never dealt with each other very well, but on this aspect, they were quite harmonious.

Fu Yiyun smiled politely at him and said: "Of course I want to come to Mr. Ye's birthday party. No, I stayed up for two whole nights and finally finished the things at hand, so I have time to come over."

"Haha, that's really my honor."

As Mr. Ye said this, he glanced at Lu Yanyu.

Mr. Ye's look in his eyes was hard to describe, but it made Lu Yanyu feel uncomfortable.

"Oh, a big star from China is here too."
Chapter completed!