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The man was also completely stunned. He had only felt that it was very similar to her just now, but now, he realized that it really was her.

He was completely unprepared, completely unprepared to meet her.

He knew he would bump into Su Wangzheng again, but he didn't expect it to be this fast. Lin Zizhen felt his heart stop beating, and he was at a loss as to what to do next.

Su Wangzheng, aren't you supposed to be like an arrogant queen right now, holding hands with your prince at all kinds of cocktail parties?

Shouldn't you be a perfect match, a perfect match, worthy of the admiration of the world?

But why?

Why have I been trying so hard to avoid your news these past three years?

I always thought that your fame was due to that person's radiance and your inborn family background. But when I returned home, I found out that that person's fiancee wasn't you at all.

You haven't been together all these years. You got mixed up with your agent.

Don't you know the rules of survival in this business?

That person is still as powerful as he was three years ago. Why didn't you guys get together? Why do you have to appear in my line of sight so miserably now?

Lin Zi felt her heart ache so much that she couldn't breathe.

For the past three years, he had been living with heartache. He thought that he had been numbed by the pain and was familiar with it. He treated it like a part of his daily life. However, Su Wangzheng's zither was like a pair of scissors as it pierced his wound again and again.

A woman, covered in blood, a bandage around her neck, and a man's suit was walking around in fear, looking all around.

At that time, the feeling that she gave the woods on the other side of the road was that this woman felt very inferior and didn't want others to see her.

However, she never would have thought that this woman would be the one who was once so proud.

Su Wangzheng, didn't you say I wasn't good enough for you? Very well, I have left, and I will not detain your happiness. But why did you appear in such a sorry state?

Your twinkling eyes and your stunned expression clearly told me that you were not happy.

The two of them looked at each other for a full five seconds before Su Wenzheng was the first to react. He took a step forward and was about to leave.

How could Lin Zhenzhen want Su Wangzheng to leave just like that? He quickly grabbed her arm and said, "I'll take you to buy some clothes."

Saying that, he didn't wait for Su Wangzheng's response and pulled her hand across the street.

He happened to pass by a clothing store when he was walking over. When he saw the model's clothes through the glass window, he thought that if he could put on the zither, it would definitely look good.

See, he's such a fool. Even though he knew that it was impossible for Su Wangzheng to return to his embrace, he was actually still thinking about which clothes would suit him. However, what he did not expect was that the heavens actually had the ability to make him meet her in just a moment.

Su Wangzheng followed Lin Zisheng and walked in a daze. She also did not know why she did not resist. She did not know why she allowed him to grab her like this.

Three years ago, she ditched him so cruelly and threw herself into the arms of another man.

Logically speaking, he should have hated her. He should have hated her even more than Xiao Yiran did. He should have taken revenge on her. Seeing her in such a sorry state, he should have ruthlessly mocked her. At that time, she was the one who cruelly said he wasn't worthy. She, he should have hit her when he was down today, pushed her away, or shouted his name out loud for all the fans and the media to come and take pictures?

The two of them crossed the street and saw a small clothing store. Looking at the decorations of the store, it could be seen that the owner had quite the taste.

Thus, the two of them walked into the clothing store hand in hand.

Inside the clothing store, a woman behind the bar stood up and asked, "Which one did you choose?"

She wore black high-heeled shoes, a long white skirt, and a black cape. Her hair was naturally loose, slightly curling back on her shoulders. Her two dimples were revealed by the corner of her mouth. She was very cute.

This woman was most likely the boss here. Not only did she have good taste in decorations, but she also had good taste in clothes. Su Wenzheng thought to himself.

Lin Xin was not as relaxed as Su Wangzheng. He pointed to the clothes in the glass window and said, "Give her the model's clothes and let her try it out."

Su Zhizheng followed his line of sight and saw the clothes in the window as well.

It was a purple cheongsam with a small shawl on it. There were no fancy patterns on the dress, only flowing lines and bold designs. Especially its shoulder and waist cut, can be said to be unique. There was also the shawl. If it was black or some other color, then it would be fine. However, it was a blue shawl. When purple was combined with blue, most designers would not dare to do so, because if it was not, the entire set of clothes would be ruined. Whether intentionally or not, this blue shawl had a red bow on it. Although it wasn't big, it was still very eye-catching.

To be honest, even if it was hung on a model's body, it would only give off a sense of elegance. I really don't know who the real Bole is.

Su Zhizheng felt that she had never seen such a bold and exaggerated design on Milan's high-grade clothing platform before.

"Oh, okay." The female boss was stunned for a moment. Then, she glanced at the man's clothes and answered. One had to know that not a single piece of clothing in her shop was very cheap, especially the clothes in the window. However, after she carefully examined the famous clothing that Lin Zi was wearing, she quickly obeyed his instructions.

Then, she shifted her gaze to Su Wanzheng.

This woman's clothes were stained with blood, and she did not look too energetic. It was as if there was a bandage around her neck. Initially, she did not want to test out such a good outfit on this woman who looked to be in a sorry state. She believed that even if she wore it, she would not be able to put it on.

However, she then looked at Su Wangzheng's figure and saw that her skin was fair. As long as she had a cut on her neck, it should not be a problem. Furthermore, her skin was white enough, so she should be able to match the purple and blue of the outfit.

Just as the female boss was sizing up Su Wangzheng, Su Wangzheng noticed her confusion. She took a step forward and said, "About that, Miss, can you help me get some water to go to the fitting room?" My neck is injured, I want to clean it up first. "

"Oh, okay. Please come with me." The female boss thought for a moment before answering. Judging from the way this lady was dressed, she probably wouldn't ruin her clothes either.

Seeing that Su Zhizheng had left with the waiter, Lin Zijing sat on the sofa at the side and stared at the clothes as a myriad of changes took place in his heart.

Was he dreaming? He dreamt of him and Su Wanzheng shopping together hand in hand?

He remembered that in the past, he had known that Su He's zither was very beautiful and that he needed very beautiful clothes to be worthy of it. She, therefore, he promised her, that they would be very happy in the future.

However, everything was just his imagination.

Su Wanzheng didn't even need to work hard to earn money to wear such a beautiful outfit. After all, she was the daughter of the mayor.

So it turned out that he had heard of this newly transferred mayor and had discussed the mayor's name with her before. However, he didn't expect that his girlfriend was actually the mayor's daughter.

She was so beautiful, her family was so good, she was so kind, she was simple and wise, so she could be happy without anyone.

No matter who it was, anyone who married such a good wife would cherish them greatly.

But today, seeing Su Wanzheng act like this, he couldn't help but want to ask, "Is she happy?"

After a long time, Su Zhizheng and the waitress came out of the room. They knew that they would need Lin Zizi to think through a lot of things.

Her neck had been stripped of the thick bandage and was now covered with a Bundy.

It seemed like the wound on her neck wasn't that big.

He had already changed into the dress he had chosen just now. It had a purple line and a blue shawl with a red bow on it. Both were pure. Such a gorgeous dress could not be described as low-key. It could only be said that she was destined to become the center of attention no matter where she went.

Furthermore, this dress looked even better on her than it did on a model.

If it was said that the model only had a slight figure, then Su Wangzheng had a noble aura.

Her figure could be said to be excellent, and this dress was completely superfluous.

The smooth and soft cloth followed the zither's body. His body poured down, creating a perfect curve. The bold cut on her neck revealed Su Wangzheng's fair skin, which left no traces at all. In addition, Su Zhizheng was not in high spirits at the moment, so she revealed a somber expression which made her look like a natural otherworldly fairy.

Even the female boss, who was holding Su Wangzheng's hand, was stunned when she and Su Wangzheng stood in front of the mirror.

The room was small and dimly lit, so she thought it was a good fit for the dress. But now that she looked at it, she felt that if this dress was a galloping horse, then it really did meet Bole.

If this dress was worn on her body, it would be extremely beautiful.

Even the models who walked on the T stage were not as beautiful as this woman, she thought.

It was a very elegant and noble dress. This color was very eye-catching, but when it came to this lady, it was as if it was tailored for her. It could really be said that this woman only existed in the heavens.

"Wait a moment." As she was thinking, the female boss walked to the other end of the counter to rummage through her things.

Su You's zither stood stiffly in place. Suddenly, she felt like she was being visited. This feeling was even more terrifying than the first time she stood on stage.