Sufu turned to look at her and pulled the corners of her lips, which was a smile to her. "Satisfied, thank you."
Xialiu waved her hand.
Sufu took out an invitation from her bag and handed it to her. "Come with President Gu tomorrow. It's meaningless, but you can come and have fun."
Xia Liu took it in both hands and looked at her with a smile. "How can a birthday be meaningless, and it's still a 25th birthday."
In fact, she has always believed that only when a woman reaches the age of 25 can she really mature and begin to enter the next stage.
Before the age of 25, most of them are struggling and searching.
Sufu's eyes are only gloomy.
No matter she is 25 or 15 years old, it is the same for her. What she is facing is the communication and the face of hypocrisy.
Taking the dress back to Su's home, song Mei was dissatisfied. "What's this? How can we Su people wear such clothes? "
Sufu indifferently facing her, "this dress does not show chest nor legs, how can not wear?"
Song Mei was so angry with her attitude that she said to her, "you should remember that you are a miss of the Su family, not a woman outside. You should dress appropriately! So the media saw it and said that our Miss Su family was money worshippers! "
"There is not a pearl or a diamond. The color is a bit too heavy. I don't see where I worship gold." Sufu calmly fight back, don't want to go on with her theory, "grandfather said, birthday party I come to decide, this dress is I let people modify, regardless of your business, and that day there won't be any media to come."
Song Mei's face was shocked, "what do you say? No media? What kind of birthday party do you have without the media! It's a waste of money
Sufu hated her appearance as a shrew most. She pretended to be more dignified outside than anyone else, but in private she was such a disgusting face.
Sufu is ready to go upstairs with her dress. Song Mei is still swearing behind her. There is a sting in her leg. Sufu looks down and sees that song Mei's little son is holding a pair of scissors and poking it into her thigh.
"Ouch!" Song Mei was startled and quickly took him away. The scissors fell to the ground. Where they were poked, the white skirt slowly showed a touch of bright red.
The pain of the moment made Sufu sweat, but she came back to the room patiently, sat on the bedside, slowly lifted up her skirt, looked at the wound on her thigh and sighed.
Fortunately, the wound is not very deep. Just disinfect it a little and tie a gauze.
The pain was nothing to her.
Lying on the bed, looking at the veil on her head, Sufu closed her eyes.
Since she came back, she couldn't sleep well every night. She was awakened from a long nightmare, and then it was difficult to fall asleep. Although she closed the doors and windows, she still felt very uneasy.
This place is a kind of torture for her, but she has to continue to stay.
But she told herself that it doesn't matter. She has grown up and has the ability to protect herself. Those people dare not do anything to her openly. Now her life is very good.
Although it is her most annoying mode, it is far away from danger.
Soon on the night of the birthday party, Su Tingshan invited prominent figures in various fields to make up for her missing love by giving her granddaughter a biggest birthday party.