This woman was wearing seven-centimeter high heels, and in front of her there was a waterproof platform, standing in front of Yang Xiao with her head held high, wearing a champagne-colored small leather coat, which looked like a high-end product, definitely super expensive. Except for the slightly arrogant look on her face, her facial features were not particularly outstanding.

  Yang Fu Xiao nodded: "Yes."

  The woman looked at Yang Wu Xiao with a slightly contemptuous gaze, narrowing her eyes: "Was it you who seduced my brother?"

  “？？？”

  Yang Fuxiao was suddenly stunned.

  "My name is Gu Qingliang, and Gu Qingcheng is my brother."

  Yang Fu Xiao understood.

  That's Gu Qingcheng's younger half-sister.

  Yang Mu Xiao had seen from Xin Man Ge's materials that Gu Qing Cheng had a half-sister, named Gu Qing Liang, who was an illegitimate daughter. After Gu Qing Cheng's parents divorced, they brought this illegitimate daughter back home.

  "Come with me."

  Gu Qingliang pulled Yang Fuxiao and was about to leave, "Wait."

  "You're telling me to wait?" Gu Qingcheng furrowed his brow and turned around, looking extremely impatient. "How long do I have to wait?"

  Yang brushed off his work uniform and said: "I'll go change into some other clothes and come right back."

  Yang Fuxiao first told Song Jie, and temporarily found someone else to take over the shift. She hurriedly went to the dressing room to change her clothes, and when she arrived at the sales center outside, she saw a champagne-colored Maserati outside. Gu Qingliang was wearing a pair of Prada sunglasses, and from above the glasses, he looked at her with a condescending smile in his eyes. Before Yang Fuxiao could walk over, he bent down and got into the car first.

  Right in front of Gu Qingliang stood two men who looked like bodyguards, both tall and burly, with the standard expressionless faces that belonged to bodyguards.

  Although Yang Mu Xiao's clothes weren't as high-end as Gu Qing Liang's, they were still presentable, clean and tidy, with a unique charm that came from her.

  She now felt extremely humiliated by Gu Qingliang's contemptuous gaze, and even brought out her bodyguard to deal with her. Standing on the side of the road, she hesitated for a moment. After passing the rear of the car, she walked up to the driver's seat and knocked on the window.

  Gu Qing rolled down the car window, took off her sunglasses and placed them in front of her, humming a sound from her nose: "What?"

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled: "Miss Gu, sorry about that. I just remembered I have an appointment with the CEO's wife of Huating International for afternoon tea. Sorry, I won't be able to walk with you. You go ahead."

  Gu Qingliang almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

  The president's wife of Huaying International?

  Yang Mu Xiao had already taken a few steps back, standing to one side with extremely elegant posture, holding her bag with both hands and smiling at Gu Qing Lian in the driver's seat: "Miss Gu, bye-bye."

  Gu Qingcheng glanced at Yang Fuxiao through the rearview mirror, hummed a sound from his nose, and stopped calling her. He rolled up the car window again and stepped on the accelerator.

  It was originally for this time to see Gu Qingcheng's taste, and it really got worse each time.

  Cheng Xiao Wen was a renowned lady, after all. Qin Shuang is just an actor, and now this one is even a salesgirl, such people can't even enter the Gu family's door, let alone be accepted by the Shen family?

  Just thinking about it, the phone rang.

  "Grandma, I've come to see you, nothing special. Originally wanted to pick her up and take her to see you, but she didn't get in the car."

  Old Lady Gu was furious upon hearing this, "Didn't I tell you to properly invite him over? You can't even handle such a simple task!"

  Gu Qingliang rolled her eyes and swallowed back the words she wanted to retort, "Then come back and let Brother invite them home for dinner."

  "Alright, don't bother them anymore, I'll go find them myself later."

  "Okay," Gu Qing said in a soft voice, "Grandma, I have to go to work now, so I'll hang up the phone first."

  As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady on the other end of the phone had already hung up first, leaving only the beeping busy tone in her ear.

  Gu Qing's face turned cold with anger, and she yanked out her Bluetooth earbuds, slamming them onto the dashboard in front of her.

  Isn't it just because she is an illegitimate daughter from outside?

  What's the big deal! Even if she is an illegitimate daughter, she is still a proud Miss Gu of the esteemed Gu family, and the daughter of renowned banker Gu Zhenyu! Old Lady Gu is always bossing her around, telling her to do this and that, with an air of superiority that makes people feel annoyed just by looking at her!

  ………………

  Watching Gu Qingliang's car drive away, Yang Fuxiao threw the few nails in his hand into the trash can.

  Originally, she was going to play a trick on the arrogant young lady by sprinkling something in front of her car wheels to teach her a lesson, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. If something unexpected happened on the road because of this small prank, she would be the one to blame.

  Since they had already left the sales center, Yang Xiao decided to take a walk outside and didn't hurry back.

  Sometimes, taking a walk alone is also a comfortable thing.

  Yang brushed past a leisurely intersection and noticed an entertainment brokerage firm in front of him. Seeing the name, he suddenly thought of Lin Zi.

  I was about to call Linzi to go out for a cup of afternoon tea when I saw Shen Jiaoyu's incoming call.

  That's right, Shen Jia-yu is still holding her bag, this call should be to return her bag.

  Yang Fuxiao answered the phone, "Shen Shao."

  Shen Jia-yu said: "I see you."

  Yang Mu Xiao heard this sentence and reflexively looked around, "I don't see you anywhere?"

  "You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery; the people watching the scenery are standing on the bridge watching you."

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the office building of a company on his left, glanced up, and this was Jia Chuang where Shen Jia Yu was. Suddenly, he understood the meaning of the poem quoted by Shen Jia Yu.

  "Come on up."

  Yang Fuxiao turned around and entered Jia Chuang's office building.

  I used to know that Shen Jia-yu found cooperation with Ya-wan because of the International Trade and Economic Forum, but I don't know how the cooperation is going now. Now not following Gu Qing-cheng's side, these big things are also not understood, only left to see some latest news from newspapers.

  The receptionist saw Yang Fu Xiao coming in and directly led her to the elevator, "Mr. Shen has already instructed, Miss Yang you can go up directly."

  What's up, Boss Shen?

  Is there still a Grand General?

  Yang Mu Xiao took the elevator up to the floor where the high-level executive offices were located, an area that was almost half open. The secretary stood at the entrance of the elevator and said, "Ms. Yang, please."

  "You go ahead and don't worry about me."

  Yang Mu Xiao felt that she needed others' hospitality, which made her feel a bit uncomfortable. She was always the one welcoming others in Ya Wan.

  The secretary smiled charmingly: "Miss Yang, please."

  Yang Mu Xiao followed behind Secretary Xu and entered the CEO's office. Behind the desk, Shen Jia Yu was bent over writing a document.

  "What's wrong?"

  Yang Mou Xiao knocked gently on the door, Shen Jia Yu looked up, put down his pen and said, "Come in, Secretary Liu, go get a cup of tea."

  "Never mind," Yang Xiao said, "I'll just take the bag and go."

  Of course, Secretary Liu couldn't listen to Yang Feixiao's words. After Secretary Liu turned around and left, Shen Jiayu said, "You won't be so distant with me, will you?"

  "There isn't."

  "Why don't you sit down and have a cup of afternoon tea with me?"

  Although Shen Jia-yu was clearly asking a question, Yang Fu-xiao couldn't bring himself to refuse, after all it was just a cup of tea and they could continue discussing the engagement.

  But now Yang Mufei is a bit passive, she stands in a very unfavorable position, neither the Yang family nor the Shen family agrees, it seems that only she is fighting alone to refuse this marriage.

  Liu secretary ran up with two cups of tea and also brought a snack.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the delicate pastries in the dish and asked, "Do you also like eating this kind of pastry?"

  Yang Fu Xiao used the word "also".

  There was a time when Yang Mu Xiao had a special fondness for all kinds of small pastries, imagining a carefree life where every day, even if she didn't eat meals, she would still have several pastries set out at home, walking back and forth barefoot on the floor by the window where sunlight streamed in, holding a cup of coffee and eating two pieces of pastry.

  However, such a life requires material basis, but she doesn't have it now, so there's no way to rise to the spiritual level.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "I have a girl I've liked since childhood, and I think you should like her too."

  "Does she have a similar taste to yours?" Yang Xiao blinked his eyes, "Do you have a childhood sweetheart girl?"

  Shen Jia-yu nodded: "Yes, in the past when she was very young, she would rather give me what she thought was most important to her, even if it meant she had nothing."

  Yang Mo Xiao had just swallowed the pastry in her mouth and looked at Shen Jia Yu, whose face was elegant and refined. "So where is she now? It's just right that you bring her here, I'll give up my position as the bride to her."

  Shen Jia-yu heard Yang Mo-xiao's words and couldn't help but laugh and shake his head: "Who would give up their wedding to someone else? She doesn't know I'm back."

  Yang Mu Xiao raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then why didn't you go tell her?"

  Yang wiped away the dawn and picked up the teacup in front of him, which was still emitting a warm mist, and took a sip, "Many things happened in between, I'm not the same me as before."

  Yang Mu Xiao was taken aback, looking at Shen Jia Yu's currently docile eyebrows and eyes, pursing her lips.

  She could think of it as being a kind of invisible rich second generation, in the wealthy and powerful families, there must be many things that are not under one's control, and even go against one's original intention.

  But it seems that such a clean and good-looking man will also be coerced by his family?

  "That engagement thing..."

  Shen Jia-yu raised his head, a pair of deep gray eyes with a hint of obvious desolation, "Want to talk about the engagement again."

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled awkwardly.

  She had an intersection with Shen Jia-yu just because of the engagement, if not for that huge sum of money in the engagement, she would not have been able to meet Shen Jia-yu at all, even if there was a silver river in between.

  Shen Jia-yu put down his teacup and leaned back in his chair, "Dawn, then you tell me first, have these three years been good for you?"

  I don't know why Shen Jia-yu suddenly asked such a question.

  These three years...

  Isn't it just since Yang's family received the betrothal gift from Shen's family?

  No need for Yang Bufei to answer, Shen Jiayou could also see it from her eyes.

  He had originally wanted to give Yang Xiao a sum of money before he left, so that she could live well until his return. But in the end, it was all wrong; the money had been given to the Yang family and had almost entirely fallen into Yang Xiao's hands.

  So he still wants to bring Yang Mu Xiao over to take care of her and let her live a good life.

  Since Shen Jia-yu had already made up her mind about not breaking off the engagement, Yang Mu-xiao knew that no matter what she said, it would be of no use.

  Originally wanted to find Gu Qingcheng to rely on and suppress the Shen family, the money for the betrothal gift was also borrowed from Gu Qingcheng, but would Gu Qingcheng lend a hand to help her?

  ………………

  Shen Jia-yu needs to deal with two urgent documents brought by Secretary Liu, and Yang Mo-xiao gets up ready to leave.

  "Wait for me at dawn, just two minutes."

  Secretary Liu was obviously discussing work-related matters with Shen Jia-yu, so Yang Mo-xiao very consciously walked out of the office and waited in the large hall outside.

  Shen Jia-yu said for two minutes, and indeed it was less than two minutes before he came out.

  Yang Fuxiao walked from the office door to the floor-to-ceiling window on one side and then walked back, just in time.

  Shen Jia-yu had a deep blue suit jacket slung over his arm and gave Yang Mo-xiao a shallow smile: "Let's go."

  There's no doubt that this time the destination is a bridal shop.

  She had already postponed the time several times, and Yang Fuxiao eventually had no reason to continue postponing. She comforted herself that it was just a try-on of the wedding dress, after all, not a big deal.

  Yang Mu Xiao had never met the famous wedding dress designer, Ricks. During the design of the wedding dresses, Ricks communicated with Shen Jia Yu and made three sets of wedding dresses according to her requirements, including two small evening dresses for the banquet.

  However, when Yang Moxiao saw this set of wedding dresses in the store, they were even more dazzling than the photos Shen Jiayou had shown her before, just like a bright pearl that suddenly appeared after being washed by the water flow inside the shell.

  It's really every girl's dream.

  Wedding dress designer Ricks is French, the translator is not in the store at the moment, Yang Fuxiao does not understand French and can only listen to Shen Jiayou's translation.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at these three sets of wedding dresses and chose the one on the far left, with a gathered waist and large skirt, thin gauze covering her back, which had high requirements for her figure.

  However, it should look good when worn.

  Designer Lix said a sentence, Yang Muxiao didn't understand, looked at Shen Jiayou.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "You have a good eye for this. This wedding dress was originally made by Rex for the British princess, and after some modifications, it looks even more in line with the aesthetic of Eastern people."

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled and said, "I just pointed randomly, my art foundation is so bad it's infuriating."

  She stood by and waited for the shop assistant to take down the wedding dress and accompanied her inside to try it on.

  The wedding dress was really complicated, Yang Xiao took off all her clothes and put on the wedding dress. The store clerk behind her helped her fasten the hidden buttons on the back of the wedding dress and tightened her waist.

  "Miss Yang looks really good in it."

  "Does it look good?"

  Yang Fu Xiao lifted her long skirt and asked in disbelief.

  But behind her back, it was not the voice of the female store clerk that replied, but Shen Jia-yu.

  "Good looking."

  Yang Fuxiao turned around in surprise, and Shen Jiayu looked at Yang Fuxiao with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

  "It looks great, just like what I imagined from the start."

  Yang Xiaoxiao stepped out of the dressing room in high heels, holding up her skirt, one step at a time. She had been feeling a little nervous before, but now that she had received recognition from others, she was still very happy. She suddenly remembered when she first grew her long hair, her grandmother had braided it for her and said she would definitely grow into a beautiful girl.

  "Thank you."

  Actually, when trying on a wedding dress, if you're not in the mindset of getting married and just treat it as completing a task, it's really much more relaxing.

  At least I wouldn't dare think that if Xu Muhuang were still alive, what kind of expression and actions would he have if he saw her wearing a white wedding dress, my heart feels a little sour.

  Back in the dressing room, Yang Xiaoxiao took off her wedding dress and hung it aside, putting on her own sweater. Suddenly, she felt the phone in her bag vibrate.

  She tucked out her long hair from the collar of her sweater and brushed it aside, then picked up her phone to take a look, which was a text message from Meng Xi.

  Yang Fuxiao opened the message and found it was a photo.

  Right after that, I received a call from Meng Xi.

  "Dawn, have you seen the photo I just sent you?" Hongmu Chang's face turned red.

  "Ah, I see."

  "Why is Gu Qingcheng shopping with Qin Shang? Isn't he your fiancé?"

  Yang Fu Xiao's mouth corners rose with a hint of bitter smile.

  Now I should have nothing to do with Yang Suxin, but instead got entangled with her.

  Hanging up Meng Xi's phone, Yang Fu Xiao got dressed and carried his bag out. As he walked to the door of the mirror corridor, he heard a soft voice outside: "I like this wedding dress design, is it done yet?"

  Yang Mu's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

  "It's already been made," said the shop assistant. "That wedding dress was tailored for Shen San Shao's fiancée, and many of the designs come from Shen San Shao himself."

  "Oh," the woman's voice sounded somewhat regretful, "but I really did like that wedding dress."

  Is Qin Shang also coming to see the wedding dress?

  Yang Mu Xiao thought for a moment, previously saw in the entertainment magazine that Qin Sheng was going to get engaged with An Ze Shao, so now he should be accompanying An Ze Shao to choose an engagement dress.

  However, after walking out, it was discovered that the person standing behind Qin Shuang to help her choose a dress was not the unfamiliar An Ze Shao, but a familiar figure.

  Qin Shang had a gentle smile on his face, pulled out a light green dress from the wedding dress design draft, and asked Gu Qingcheng behind him: "What do you think of this outfit?"

  Gu Qingcheng's indifferent gaze swept over him, a hint of a smile on his lips: "Didn't you say that An Ze would feel uncomfortable if he didn't see green?"

  Qin Sheng let out a cold hum from his nose, "I just want to make him uncomfortable, who made him argue with me in the middle of the night yesterday and didn't even chase after me..."

  Gu Qingcheng's residual light touched the corner of a skirt in front, raised his eyes, and saw Yang Fuxiao standing not far away in front of a row of wedding dresses, her eyes flashing.

  Their eyes met in mid-air, Yang Fu Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to speak when Qin Shuang, who was in front of him, looked up and saw Yang Fu Xiao.

  "Oh, it's you."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and withdrew his gaze, "Hmm, Miss Qin, hello."

  "Are you here to pick out a wedding dress too?"

  As soon as Qin Shang's words fell, Shen Jia-yu, who had just come out of the office with designer Lix, said, "Oh, I forgot, this is your fiancée. We can be considered to have met before."

  Shen Jia-yu's gaze gradually fell on Yang Mo-xiao and Gu Qing-cheng, who was very close by. He walked over, lightly putting his arm around Yang Mo-xiao's waist, exchanged polite pleasantries with Qin Shuang, then turned back to ask Yang Mo-xiao, "Is it okay?"

  Yang Mu's gaze fell on Gu Qingcheng and didn't move away, until Shen Jiaoyu said such a sentence, she suddenly came back to her senses, and nodded: "Hmm, tried it."

  "Then let's go."

  Yang Mu Xiao's gaze moved away from Gu Qing Cheng's face and said, "Alright."

  Shen Jiaoyu walked out of the dress shop with Yang Mochen, and as they passed by Gu Qingcheng's side, they exchanged a slight smile and a nod, their eyes meeting briefly, but neither of them spoke.

  As soon as Shen Jia-yu walked out, Qin Shang pulled over a white silk evening gown in front of her and asked, "Did you have a falling out with Shen Jia-yu?"

  "No."

  Qin Shang was puzzled and said: "That's strange too, before Shen Jia-yu saw you didn't all call Er-ge, today not a word..."

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes and looked towards the floor-to-ceiling glass window outside the formal wear store, Yang Fuxiao had already walked to the side of the private car, seemingly quietly prying open Shen Jiayou's arm, got in.

  He turned back to Qin Shuang and said lightly: "I'm going out for a smoke, you take your time."

  ………………

  Shen Jia-yu sent Yang Mo-xiao back to the sales center, and Yang Mo-xiao bowed to thank him. Shen Jia-yu said: "If you're so polite again, I won't be polite to you next time."

  This sentence sounds like a tongue twister, Yang Fu Xiao smiled and said: "Goodbye."

  Shen Jia-yu watched as Yang Fu-xiao entered the sales office, then turned around and got into his car to leave.

  Yang Fuxiao returned to the sales center, looking like a wilted yellow flower, listless and unenthusiastic. Even when someone came to ask about the house, she had worked for two days and seen many people looking at houses, but how many were genuinely interested and how many were just going through the motions, she couldn't tell completely, but roughly speaking, they were all about the same.

  Facing some customers, I don't even want to move my lips, a few words perfunctorily dismiss them, and finally one customer exploded.

  "How do you people sell houses? I ask three questions and you answer one, are you explaining to us or are we explaining to you? Don't you know that the customer is God? Who's your manager? I want to see your manager! Get your manager out here!"

  Yang Mu Xiao felt for the first time that nowadays customers, the more they dress up like humans, the less likely they are to produce ivory from a dog's mouth, and the more detestable their appearance is.

  "This man looked at Yang Fu Xiao's eyes, also unyielding,"What are you staring at? Do you still have a reason? Call your manager over, I want to complain!"

  As he spoke, the man in front of him came over to grab Yang Duoxiao's work permit on her chest and pulled her neck forward with a sudden jerk.

  Yang Mu Xiao was thoroughly annoyed by this action, and she reached out to grab her work permit, also violently shaking off the woman who was holding onto her arm.

  "She's hitting people! The sales lady at your sales office is hitting people!"

  Suddenly, the sales hall was in chaos. The security guards in the distance saw that things were not going well. One of them ran to find the manager, while the other two came over to mediate.