Carlos looked at the two of them and slipped away.

Mary, as the birthday girl, performed a show for everyone at the end of the party.

To the cheers of the crowd, Mary gracefully bent over her skirt and bowed.

Mary's parents thanked the guests one after another, and Fu Jiu and Huo Chuyu had already walked into the courtyard, when suddenly a voice stopped her.

"Miss Fu, please stay!" Carlos ran out.

Fu Jiu and Huo Chuyu stopped, "What's wrong?" Fu Jiu asked.

"That Miss Fu, can I pursue you?" Carlos glanced at her with blue eyes and lowered his head shyly.

Fu Jiu was shocked when he heard this, his eyebrows were slightly one, and his eyes were round.

"Well, Mr. Carlos, we don't seem to be the right age." Fu Jiu smiled and said euphemistically.

Huo Chuyu was excited when he heard it, "Oh, Carlos, you can't beat my sister-in-law's idea." ”

Carlos was rejected, probably because of his cheerful personality, but he was not embarrassed, and said very gentlemanly: "I admire you, and in that case, I apologize for my behavior and have caused you trouble." ”

Fu Jiu smiled faintly, "It's okay." ”

The two turned and left, Carlos pursing his lips and staring at the backs of the two leaving.

On the second day, Fu Jiu repeated her life as always, and on the way home from the restaurant, she saw a black-haired girl from a distance who seemed to be handing out flyers.

In a foreign country, they are fellow compatriots and sympathize with each other, and Fu Jiu saw this girl at a glance in a group of blonde hair.

She walked over slowly, and the girl walked towards her, "Hello Miss! Is it Chinese? ”

Fu Jiu looked at her and nodded, "Yes." ”

The black-haired girl was overjoyed, and hurriedly showed her the leaflet in her hand, "Miss! I am a student of Christie School of Design, this is the Republic of China style cheongsam I designed, are you interested in buying it? ”

Fu Jiu has rarely been wearing cheongsam since he came to the United States, Fu Jiu looked at it, the cheongsam painted by the girl was full of charm, although it was less delicate than the cheongsam she wore, but it did not lose its style.

Just now she saw that this girl was showing passers-by her promotional pictures on the road, and most of them hit a wall.

"It's pretty good." Fu Jiu nodded and praised.

The girl excitedly asked, "Miss, do you want one?" Because I'm trying to sell some clothes now to raise money for my studio. ”

The girl relished sharing her ambition with Fu Jiu, "...... I want to set up a brand dedicated to Chinese women, and cheongsam is a starting point! ”

"Your idea is very good, I wish you early success, I will definitely be your loyal customer." Fu Jiu's eyes shone slightly, and he had a gentle smile on his face.

The girl had anticipation in her eyes, "That'...... Do you need it? ”

Fu Jiuxing's eyes were translucent, and his thin lips were curled, "Of course." ”

The girl was very surprised, this was her first customer, she was about to give up, and it was Fu Jiu who made her pick up hope again.

"Miss, leave me an address, and I will deliver the clothes to your house tomorrow," the girl said excitedly.

Soon the days passed. Chu Xinghai had already helped Fu Jiu take care of everything.

Chu Xinghai arranged Fu Jiu in the wine brewing major of Crichton University.

Fu Jiu didn't expect that this day would be so nervous.

After many years of leaving the school, she returned to the classroom again, and her heart was pounding.

Chu Xinghai sent her to the door of the classroom, "Go in." ”

Fu Jiu bit his lip, his face full of nervousness, "I'm a little ......"

The corners of Chu Xinghai's mouth twitched, and he pushed Fu Jiu in at once.

The teacher who taught was a woman in her forties with brown hair.

Fu Jiu suddenly came in and attracted the attention of the whole class.

Fu Jiu also glanced at them, but saw three black-haired people, two men and one woman.

When the teacher saw Fu Jiu and knew who she was, he exclaimed, "Oh, my God. This is ou

ew clas**ate！ ”

Fu Jiu had a smile on his face, but he was actually very nervous in his heart, and his heart was almost beating out of his chest.

“Hey, eve

ybody! My

ame is Fu Jiu, you ca

call me Joyce, I am Chi

ese。 Fu Jiu introduced himself fluently in English.

The people in the seats applauded meaningfully, but only a few foreign boys had a light in their eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

“Go fi

d a seat~" The teacher said, Fu Jiu smiled slightly, "tha."

k you.”

In the next student life, the three black-haired students were also from the Republic of China, but those three didn't seem to like to have contact with Fu Jiu very much.

It took a long time for Fu Jiu to learn the names of the three from other classmates.

One is called Zhao Qian, I heard that she is the niece of a warlord, the other is called Sun Jingming, it seems to be a small noble family, and the third person is called Feng Lang, who is quite rich in the family and is also Zhao Qian's boyfriend.

Fu Jiu saw that the three of them had never befriended her, so he didn't take the initiative to communicate with them.

Who knows, that Feng Lang suddenly stopped Fu Jiu one day, "Fu Jiu, wait a minute." ”

Fu Jiu was holding the textbook in her arms, she turned around and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask you, is the man who comes to you often your boyfriend?" Feng Lang asked directly.

Fu Jiu's face was expressionless, "No, ordinary friends." ”

Feng Lang smiled when he heard this, he was handsome and wealthy, and he often carried Zhao Qian behind his back.

"I like you a lot, you follow me, I'll give you whatever you want." Feng Lang said confidently.

Fu Jiu had incredulity in his eyes, and took a step back to distance himself from him.

"Feng Lang, you...... Don't overdo it. Fu Jiu said coldly, and was about to turn around and leave.

Who knew that Feng Lang grabbed Fu Jiu's arm, "Don't go first, think about it carefully, follow the master, what do you want." ”

Fu Jiu frowned, her eyes were full of disgust, she stepped on Feng Lang's toes fiercely, and it happened that she was wearing high heels today, which was full of lethality.

Feng Lang let go of Fu Jiu's hand in pain, raised his foot and shouted, "Ah~ you! ”

Fu Jiu didn't want to look at him, and then left by himself with a cold face.

Feng Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at her thorny appearance, and his desire to conquer became even stronger.

Fu Jiu didn't take this matter to heart, but on the second day, he asked Zhao Qian to come to the door.

"Fu Jiu! What do you think you are, you dare to seduce Feng Lang! Zhao Qian said with anger on her face.

Fu Jiu glanced at her impatiently, wanting to bypass Zhao Qian, "Don't speak!" Is your heart weak? Zhao Qian looked at her with white eyes and said in a mocking tone.

Fu Jiu stopped, looked back at Zhao Qian, and showed his momentum of opening his mouth one level higher than her.

"He, you're rare, I don't like it."