The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

Su Yan changed her clothes and came out of the bedroom. Feng Jue was already waiting for her on the sofa in the living room. When he heard footsteps, he raised his head subconsciously.

She was wearing a white silk shirt and T-shirt, and a watermelon red dress underneath, revealing her white and slender ankles, her long hair draped over her shoulders, coupled with her bookish temperament, she looked very clean and fresh.

She chose this long skirt on purpose, and subconsciously concealed the disability of her legs. It has been almost ten years, and she still has no way to fully accept this fact. How could it be so easy to accept? She is not even 20 years old. Girls of this age love to be pretty.

Just because of this small, not even so obvious flaw, almost changed her entire life.

"Master Jue," Su Yan was very disturbed, "Where are we going?"

She is a mistress, and she doesn't want to expose herself to the sun at all. She never even dared to imagine how she would face them if Ziyi and the others found out that she had become Feng Jue's woman.

"This is not something you need to care about." Feng Jue said coldly, without looking at her, he stood up and went to the door.

Su Yan bit her lip and had no choice but to quickly follow.

Isn't that what she wants to care about?She didn't care that she might be sold before she knew the situation.

She didn't expect that Feng Jue drove the car directly in front of a large shopping mall.

"Clean up, I'm going to take her to the party held by Beijue's house today." Throwing her to a feminine and effeminate young man, Feng Jue said flatly, oh, no, this tone should be an order .

George carefully looked at the woman in front of him with a pair of long and narrow eyes, and there was a light of interest in the bottom of his eyes. Oh, where did this little beauty come from? It is said that the man has not been around for more than half a decade. trace of a woman.

This gossip is worth a lot of money if sold, tsk tsk, it's a pity that he doesn't have the guts to gossip.

"Okay," George replied with a smile, his gaze kept on Su Yan's body, looking at her appearance and demeanor, she looks like a girl from a good family. The leisurely man with his hair crossed and his legs crossed couldn't help guessing secretly, could it be that Master Jue is forcibly snatching a girl? "My name is George. I wonder if I have the honor to ask the name of the little beauty?"

George?Su Yan's eyes widened. Even a person like her who doesn't care much about fashion knows that there is a world-renowned stylist named George, who is currently residing in the United States.

Could it be him?

"That's right, little beauty, I'm that George." The shock and confusion in her eyes could be seen at a glance, and George said amusedly.

Su Yan took a deep breath, and quickly stretched out her hand, "Hello, my name is Wen Luo, I've heard your name for a long time, I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect that one day I would serve you?" George said with a smile, showing a charming look in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, a well-known international designer would be summoned by Feng Jue. Su Yan was secretly startled. Is this man really just a soldier?

"You talk too much nonsense." Feng Jue frowned, reminding impatiently, there was already a cool chill in his voice.

George quickly gestured and pushed Su Yan into the dressing room.

An hour later, Su Yan stepped on high heels and walked out slowly.