Su Wanxin's face changed, and she hurriedly snatched Mu Suyu's mobile phone and looked at the photos on it.

The people in the photo are indeed her and Fu Shihan, yes, and Yangyang is also there.

It should be that a few days ago, she was secretly photographed by the clerk on the day she went to buy a watch for Fu Shihan.

But he didn't shoot the face, just one of their backs. The reason why she can still identify her identity is because of the ripples lying on Fu Shihan's shoulder.

Fu Shihan held Yangyang with one hand and Su Wanxin with the other. The family of three seems to be really happy.

Yang Yang was in Fu Shihan's arms, hugging his neck and lying on his shoulder, and after finding that someone was filming himself with a mobile phone, he waved his little hand very happily. A good-looking little face is particularly conspicuous in the photo.

"Is that all? Nothing else? Su Wanxin looked at Mu Suyu and asked in a trembling voice.

"No, just this one, it's already spread all over the Internet." Mu Suyu replied seriously, honestly making Su Wanxin a little unacceptable.

What kind of life is she? The whole network knows it at every turn.

Tearing up with others spread all over the Internet, and it was almost forced to be forced to spread all over the Internet, and it was rare to go shopping with Fu Shihan in the same frame for such a time, and it spread all over the Internet.

She took a deep breath, thought back to what had happened that day, and then gradually calmed down.

Luxury stores are very concerned about the privacy of customers, so the clerks don't dare to take pictures of their fronts at all, for fear of being found out that they have lost their jobs, so they can only take pictures of their backs in a panic at the moment they leave the store.

Eighty percent is also because he recognized Su Wanxin and Yangyang, as for Fu Shihan, he doesn't show up often, and the clerk shouldn't know him.

Su Wanxin returned the phone to Mu Shuyu, and made up her mind that she would never do such a stupid thing with Fu Shihan again in the future. She refused to stand in the same frame with him again!

"Wanwan, netizens are praising you." Mu Suyu looked at the comments with great interest.

[this man, just look at the back!! 】

[The microscope girl discovers that the reflection on the glass door is Patek Philippe!] Sure enough, it's a fairy combination of white rich and beautiful and rich and handsome! 】

[Don't brag or praise, to be honest, this man's figure is really amazing......]

[I really want to see the front of this man!! 】

[Looking at the children of the two of them, you can guess what the appearance of the husband of the god is, right? ] Did you steal a child? Form a group, sisters! 】

[Ms. Su, a new generation of martial arts actress who tears the white lotus and kicks strongly, female drying, scum, is so birdy in this photo...... Tsk tsk. 】

Fu Shihan is 187 tall, and Su Wanxin is less than 170, so his momentum in front of him must be a lot weaker. Don't say she's like a bird, even if she says she's like an ant, she recognizes it.

"How do you feel about being secretly photographed during the interview?" Mu Suyu was not afraid of death and came to her and asked.

"There will never be a next time."

There won't be a next time to kill her. She will never go shopping with Fu Shihan again.

Everyone was guessing who the man next to Su Wanxin was, but Su Wanxin was not so worried.

Because even if they wanted to break their heads, they wouldn't think of Fu Shihan.

He is the supreme god above the altar, not to mention that there has never been news of him getting married and having children over the years. Just like Fu Shihan said before, who would believe that Yangyang is his son?

As long as he doesn't nod, even if Su Wanxin says it, no one will believe it, they will only think that she is a porcelain toucher.