Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Ruyu received a call from Lin Yuxin on the third day. Of course, she was clamoring to ask her for a gift from Darjeeling. At the same time, Ruyu invited her to dinner, saying that she didn't treat her like a wedding.

Ruyu couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, and couldn't help but sneer at her coldly: "Lin Yuxin, do you want to be reasonable? You didn't even send a congratulatory gift when I got married, so why do you want me to treat you to dinner?"

"Because I'm your best friend and best friend?" Lin Yuxin chewed on the steak, with a posture of not eating it for nothing, and stretched out her other hand to Ruyu: "Hey, bring it back from Darjeeling. What about the gift?"

Ru Yu gave her a blank look, and had no choice but to lower her head to dig out a purse hand-embroidered by a Tibetan grandma in her bag, and gave it to her: "Here, this is purely handmade, do you know what is purely handmade?"

Lin Yuxin nodded decently: "Isn't it just hand-embroidered one stitch at a time, who doesn't know?"

"Go, it's called pure handwork." Ruyu was convinced by her, and couldn't help but snatched the purse, pointed to the fabric on it and said, "See, this fabric was picked by my grandma. A shuttle is hand-woven, all of which are geotextiles, and the red is also dyed with safflower juice. Let me tell you, this cannot be used casually. This is a real handicraft, which is to be collected.. …”

Ru Yuyu said a lot of seriousness, and when she looked up, she found that Lin Yuxin was not listening at all. Her face was turned to look out of the window, and her eyes were also looking out of the window, obviously absent-minded.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Ruyu couldn't help pulling her with his hand, very dissatisfied with her attitude.

"It's nothing, nothing." Lin Yuxin turned her head around immediately, then quickly looked at the purse and said, "By the way, what did you say was dyed?"

Ruyu didn't answer her anymore, because she had already decided that something was wrong when Lin Yuxin turned her head and said nothing was wrong, she immediately looked out the window, but was stunned for an instant.

Because, outside the window, on both sides of a wooden dining table under an old tree not far away, Lei Zhenyu was sitting opposite to a woman at this time.

The woman was facing her side, and Lei Zhenyu was facing her side. She only felt that the woman was slightly familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

"Don't look," Lin Yuxin pulled her over, and then said calmly, "That's Minister Song's daughter Song Yuxi, but I didn't expect her to have a relationship with Lei Zhenyu."

Minister Song's daughter?No wonder the face looks familiar, Ruyu remembered, she went to Minister Song's mother's birthday party that night, and when she went to the bathroom outside, she encountered a man and a woman arguing about something.

The man was Zheng Junji. If she hadn't admitted her mistake, then the woman who ran away in anger at that time should be this Song Yuxi.

At that time, Song Yuxi and Zheng Junji seemed to be in a relationship, but now, looking out of the window, Song Yuxi and Lei Zhenyu seemed to be in a relationship, or an old lover's relationship.

She frowned instinctively, what was the real purpose of Lei Zhenyu's marriage deal with her?And why did he and Song Yuxi talk like that?

Thinking of this, she actually lost any appetite, beckoned the waiter to pay the bill, hurriedly checked out and went out, but under the big tree, there was no Lei Zhenyu, and Song Yuxi was the only one left.