Chapter 23 I like you more and more

Su Qiao stiffened and looked at Fu Yanxiu in the mirror in horror. The man was calm and calm, his gaze always falling on her with affection.

This gaze was extremely dazzling. At this time, Zhao Siyan asked again, "Buckwheat?"

Su Qiao grabbed Fu Yanxiu's hand with both hands, trying to push him away, but the man's hands were like pliers and couldn't be broken at all. Su Qiao could only suppress his nervousness and said, "I'm here."

Zhao Siyan smiled, "How did you go? Do you need my help?"

Just as Su Qiao was about to speak, she felt pain on her shoulder and she screamed.

She quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late. Zhao Siyan outside the door asked with concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I accidentally touched my foot." Su Qiao glared at Fu Yanxiu, but the man looked at her with a faint smile and gently rubbed his fingers on her shoulders.

Su Qiao didn't know what else Fu Yanxiu could do, so he quickly urged Zhao Siyan, "Miss Zhao, go try on clothes first. I'll be out in a moment."

"Okay." Zhao Siyan walked away.

Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Fu Yanxiu coldly, "Is that enough?"

Fu Yanxiu chuckled lightly, raised his hand and pinched Su Qiao's chin, forcing her to turn her head to look at him, "Qiao Qiao, I find that I like you more and more. I can't let you go, what should I do?"

Su Qiao's eyes widened in an instant, "You agreed, three years, once every three years comes -"

"I regret it." Fu Yanxiu's voice became a little hoarse. He came closer to her and hovered over her moist lips, "Three years are not enough."

Su Qiao looked at him in disbelief, "But you are getting married soon."

Fu Yanxiu curled his lips, said nothing, let go of Su Qiao, turned around and left the fitting room.

Su Qiao stood there, the blood all over his body seemed to be flowing backwards, and his fingers were cold and trembling.

He actually never thought of letting her go.

He wants to confine her to his side and continue to be his accessory.

Su Qiao slowly raised her eyes to look at herself in the mirror. She couldn't, she would never allow it.

She wants to make her own dock.

When Su Qiao went out, she saw Zhao Siyan trying on a wedding dress.

Zhao Siyan is the cool type with a relatively thin figure. She cleverly chose a one-shoulder skirt and looked very beautiful. "Does it look good? Buckwheat?" Zhao Siyan asked with a smile.

Su Qiao didn't dare to look directly into her eyes and smiled lightly, "It looks good."

"Miss Zhao, Mr. Fu said that the company has something to do and is going back first. You can keep an eye on this and charge his account directly." The clerk came over and said.

Zhao Siyan didn't seem unhappy and nodded, "Okay." Then she turned to Su Qiao and said, "It's easier for us girls to try together."

Is it easy? Su Qiao felt like sitting on pins and needles.

But fortunately Fu Yanxiu is not here.

"Buckwheat, can you take a picture for me?" Zhao Siyan said.

Su Qiao nodded, took Zhao Siyan's cell phone, took a picture of it, and then handed it to her, "Take a look. If you don't like it, I'll take the picture for you."

Zhao Siyan tapped on the screen with her slender fingers, "It looks good, thank you."

Su Qiao pursed her lips and smiled.

The phone rang, Su Qiao took it out and saw that it was Kong Youqing.

She stepped back a few steps and walked to the side to answer the call. The voice on the other end was more decadent than hers, "Qiaoqiao, did you accompany her to try on wedding dresses?"

Su Qiao raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?"

Kong Youqing seemed to be lying down, turned over and said, "I saw her post on WeChat Moments, and there was your shadow in the mirror of the photo."

Su Qiao really didn't pay attention, but that wasn't the point. "My condolences."

Kong Youqing laughed angrily, "You did a good job of comforting me. Don't comfort me next time."

Su Qiao laughed. She was not only comforting Kong Youqing, but also enlightening herself.

"Buckwheat?" Zhao Siyan's voice came from behind. She looked at Su Qiao's headphones tentatively, "Are you on the phone?"

Asking questions knowingly is a yes.

Su Qiao groaned and mouthed to Zhao Siyan, "Kong Youqing."

Zhao Siyan raised a smile on her lips and nodded, "After you finish the phone call, come to me. I have something to talk to you about."

Kong Youqing obviously paused, "No more chatting." Then he hung up the phone sadly.

Su Qiao pursed her lips, put the phone away, and shrugged, "I'm done."

Zhao Siyan glanced at her with complicated eyes, "Qiaoqiao, my family is also involved in the medical field. We will hold a medical conference soon. Are you interested in participating?"

Su Qiao was interested. She would have never had the chance to attend a similar conference like this. If she could go, with her ability, she would definitely become an instant success.

At least it will help her gain popularity.

By then, she will be one step closer to her goal.

"Of course I'm interested." Su Qiao said, "Can I really go?"

Zhao Siyan smiled and said, "Of course, I will send you an invitation letter when the time comes. Please add me on WeChat." She called up the QR code of her business card and handed it to Su Qiao.

Su Qiao didn't hesitate, scanned the code and added it, but still asked.

"Why did you invite me?"

Zhao Siyan, "First, you have strength. Second, you are Yan Xiu's sister. Third..."

Su Qiao's heart tightened when she mentioned Fu Yanxiu, and she hid her emotions.

I heard Zhao Siyan chuckle, "You are Youqing's girlfriend. I want to invite you both in public and private matters."

Su Qiao nodded, "Okay, I'll ask Kong Youqing to go with us then."

Zhao Siyan's face stiffened slightly, but she still maintained a smile, "Anything is fine. Then I will send you two invitation letters."

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When Su Qiao returned home, she saw men's leather shoes at the door.

European high-end custom leather shoes, unique.

Fu Yanxiu is here again.

Su Qiao took a deep breath, and the annoyance she felt from Fu Yanxiu's teasing during the day came back.

She changed her shoes and threw her bag in the hallway. She made some noise, but the living room was quiet.

At this time, the sound of water came from the bathroom, and the man was taking a shower.

Su Qiao walked to the sofa and sat down. From the corner of his eye, he saw a bag placed by the wall.

White hot stamping, very noble.

Su Qiao frowned for a moment, and she stood up and went to take a look.

Fu Yanxiu actually bought her the wedding dress.

"Put it on and have a look." A man's voice came from behind, "I think the waist is a little loose, so I asked someone to change it."

Su Qiao bit her lip. The place where she bit her during the day was very swollen and painful, but the pain made her wake up.

She stuffed the skirt back into her bag and said coldly, "Didn't you mean to wear it when you get married? What are you wearing it for now?"

After saying that, he turned to leave, but his arm was pulled. The man held a towel in one hand and wiped his hair slowly, "Aren't you happy to receive the gift?"

Su Qiao chuckled, "You refused to let me go and even gave me a wedding dress." She slowly turned her head and looked into the man's narrow eyes, "Second brother, do you want to remind me that I will never get married in my life? "

Su Qiao nodded, with a cold smile on his lips, "Okay, I won't marry, and I won't marry for the rest of my life."