How did two people who have little intersection in their lives get enmity?

Fu Shihan thought about it carefully, and felt more and more that this Cheng Yao was a little interesting.

The place where she currently lives in Canada is a mansion worth tens of millions. What level of cleaner can afford this kind of house?

Even if Fu Shiyi's guess was correct, her family won tens of millions of lottery tickets, but the cost of the house alone basically spent the prize.

According to the concept of life of ordinary people in China, if you have money, you will buy a house, but you will invest according to the quantity.

Is it possible to go abroad and invest all your winnings in a house after winning the lottery?

Fu Shihan has already sent someone to Canada, and he will go over in a few days, and if there is no accident, he will get some useful information.

He checked Su Wanxin's flight information and bought a ticket for the seat next to her.

Thinking of this, Fu Shihan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and his thoughts were a little ethereal.

Fu Shiyi was still whispering something like Cheng Yao was strange, he listened indifferently and walked straight forward.

Yu Guang's attention was drawn as he caught a glimpse of a model on a storefront display stand.

Bridal shop.

The store is located in the heart of a bustling business district, with floor-to-ceiling windows and models wearing wedding dresses for display.

Looking beyond the fake models, you can see the exquisite and beautiful decoration of the store, as well as the employees who are working and the customers who enter the store to choose wedding dresses.

When Fu Shihan saw the wedding dress, his heart couldn't help but move.

He thought of Su Wanxin asking himself a few years ago, can they get married?

The answer Fu Shihan gave at that time was: Yes, when she comes back after the New Year, they will get married.

But who would have thought that it had only been about a month, and they had already broken up.

Thinking of this, Fu Shihan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then, he stopped abruptly, stared intently at the store, and remained motionless.

Inside the house, Su Juan had already changed into a second wedding dress, and when she saw that the staff was going to take pictures, she hurriedly stopped her: "Don't shoot, I'm not a model!" ”

"Take a picture of the wedding dress, and have a reference when you go back, don't worry, I'll mosaic your face when the time comes, so that others won't see it."

Bai Yuwen reassured, and then gave the staff a look: Take a few more photos!

Su Wanxin: ......

Mosaic......

Everyone is busy, looking down at the model information on the pad from time to time, researching makeup and accessories, and so on.

It was in their whispered discussion that Su Wanxin heard the clerk in the distance say the word "Mr. Fu".

She reflexively turned her head, and when she saw Fu Shihan and Fu Shiyi walking in, her brain buzzed, and it went blank.

She never expected to see Fu Shihan here, because this street was not a place where Fu Shihan would come at all.

The clerk just shouted "Mr. Fu" was actually shouting Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi is usually responsible for some related work of the company's artists, so he has dealings with many fashion designers, fashion magazines, etc.

She has also been to this store a few times, all of them are needed for work, but she didn't expect to meet Su Wanxin and them so coincidentally today.

"Wanwan, ...... are you?"

Fu Shiyi walked over, looked Su Wanxin up and down, and asked suspiciously.

Then when I saw Bai Yuwen on the side, I recognized her as the newly appointed editor-in-chief of Lisa, so I greeted her with a smile.