The hatred in Li Xiaoyun's eyes made Zhao Meng tremble. But thinking about Li Xiaoyun, she was just a plaything that was played by Fang Jinghao and Zhou Yuchen, how could she get Fang Jinghao's heart, and what ability did she have to threaten herself.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. I'm here to help. Zhao Meng said disdainfully.

"Okay, then let's see." Li Xiaoyun didn't say much, at least she couldn't lose in momentum today.

"Miss, the dress you fancy is already wrapped." The waiter in the store walked up to Li Xiaoyun's side and said.

"Well, give all of this to that young lady." Li Xiaoyun took out the gold card that Fang Jinghao gave her and handed it to the waiter. "In addition, I will wrap up all the new models that arrived in the store yesterday and send them here." She wrote down the address again and gave it to the waiter.

"Since you like that dress, I'll give it to you, just like my sister's gift to my sister."

When Li Xiaoyun turned around and was about to leave, she saw Zhou Jue standing in front of the door. His face was full of shock and distress.

Distressed? Did she read it wrong? Who but her mother ever felt sorry for her?

Li Xiaoyun was slightly stunned, her footsteps paused slightly, but then she clenched her fists again and walked past him casually. But when she was about to cross Zhou Jue, her cold hand was held by a pair of warm hands.

His strength was not very heavy, unlike Fang Jinghao, who almost crushed her wrists.

"Let's go find a place to talk." His tone was very affirmative, and he didn't ask Li Xiaoyun's wishes at all, I don't know if the men of the Zhou family were born with a domineering attitude in their bones.

Sitting in the café, Li Xiaoyun held her chin in one hand and stirred the coffee expressionlessly. The rich aroma of coffee immediately hits the nose and smells good, but it has a bitter taste in the mouth.

"Don't you have something to talk to me about? Why did you sit for a long time and not say a word, how could you run there today and buy clothes for your girlfriend? Li Xiaoyun took a sip of coffee and asked Zhou Jue, who was sitting opposite her without saying a word.

"No, where did I get a girlfriend, next week an aunt of mine has a birthday, and I ordered a handbag to give to her there, and I just went over today to get it. What about you? What did you buy today? "I saw Li Xiaoyun in the store just now, Zhou Jue really couldn't believe that this was the person he knew at the beginning, why did she become so much after not seeing her for a while. He really wanted to ask what was going on with her and what he could do to help her. However, after asking her out, I didn't know how to speak for a while.

"You see, I bought a lot of them, and suddenly I felt like I was in the clouds. It's good to have money, as long as you like anything, you don't have to think about anything, just take the card out and swipe it. Li Xiaoyun said happily.

"No, no, you shouldn't be like that. Tell me, what the hell are you doing? Zhou Jue asked anxiously.

"Shouldn't it be like this? Then what do you say I should be, don't think you know me very well, and just admonish me here. You should know very well what I did before, why I did that, isn't it all about money? While I have money to spend now, of course I have to enjoy my own happiness, don't think too well, it seems that you have been deceived by my appearance. Li Xiaoyun said disapprehantly. The reason why she has this attitude towards Zhou Jue, Fang Jinghao and Zhou Yuchen's warnings are only one aspect, and more is that she doesn't want to affect his future because of herself. After all, their backgrounds are very different, one is at the bottom of society, and the other is a promising rich son born with a new spoon. Although she really wanted to be friends with him, there were still thousands of mountains and rivers between them after all, and it was good for both of them to let him break this thought now.

In a hurry, Zhou Jue grabbed Li Xiaoyun's hand, "No, it must be my uncle who said something to you......" Before he finished speaking, suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall, which attracted everyone's attention.

Out of nowhere, a large group of media reporters and photographers came running, and the spotlights flashed non-stop, desperately asking questions and taking pictures of a couple of men and women who had just entered the door.

The group of reporters were like flies seeing honey, and more than a dozen microphones were on the same page, raising their voices to ask questions.