When did Lu Qi get divorced? She hasn't heard of it
However, this kind of rich family marriage is mostly involved in interests. Once it is publicized, it will cause stock unrest. Therefore, many families will not tell the fact that they have divorced regardless of external speculation.
Not everyone has the same courage as Su Nan and fuyechuan. They would rather bear the consequences of divorce than be clean.
Yu Lou reminded the distracted Sunan, "Mr. Su, do you need to arrange an assistant to follow in the evening?"
Sunan: "no, my third brother will go with me. As for clothes, it's better to be simple."
She's not going to show off. She's still keeping a low profile at other people's remarriage dinners.
Yu Lou nodded and left the office.
In the evening.
Fuyechuan arrived at Su's group in a flamboyant luxury car, fearing that others would not know that he had come to pick up Su Nan.
He was standing downstairs and attracted the attention of many people. Everyone in the company was talking about the relationship between Fu and Sunan.
Wu Tutu said that the more publicity, the better. Therefore, he was not in a hurry, nor hurried. He was very patient.
After work, the employees cast meaningful eyes and immediately had a heated discussion.
"Mr. Fu doesn't really want to get back together with Mr. Su?"
"It's not just what he wants. Mr. Su is single. A man like Mr. Fu, who is standing downstairs, came here yesterday. They were all driven away..."
Fuyechuan was in a high mood. He trembled all over and his face became cold.
How many?
He bit his teeth. It seems that he was really careless!
Just thinking, Su Nan was wearing a Black Knee Length Strapless evening dress with a expensive pearl necklace and a white windbreaker. The whole person looked bright and breathtaking.
Yu Lou took her bag at one side, but they didn't go in his direction. Instead, they went to the other side. A Maybach sports car didn't know when it appeared there.
Fuyechuan's eyes dimmed slightly. He suddenly remembered that Su Nan said yesterday that she would go with others.
I don't seem to take his words to heart.
Already?
Fuyechuan quietly clenched his fist, his face cold and heavy, straightened his shirt collar, and strode over.
He wants to see who dares to rob people in front of him?