Fan Sheng************

When Fan Shengmei came to her senses, she was wearing a light green dress that made her skin look better than snow. Wang Baichuan stood in front of her, his palms slightly sweaty, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was cautiously probing: "When I come to Shanghai this time... I will inevitably trouble you, an old classmate. I don't know -" "I'm not free." Her voice was cold, and she tucked a strand of wind-blown hair behind her ear with her fingertips, letting the scent of high-end fragrance spread out. Wang Baichuan was startled, and the words that had been hidden in his heart for many years were shattered before he could say them out. At this time, Fan Shengmei's mind only echoed: "Hide it in your heart and never forget it." "Xiaomei, I left your dad at the door." She frowned slightly, a trace of sarcasm flashing in her eyes. After reviving her life, she finally saw clearly—— Wang Baichuan's deep affection is just a drama of self-impression. What he loved was never the real her, but the "perfect woman" who could not only provide him with resources, but also be able to go to the hall to help him deal with Mr. Lang, and be able to go to the kitchen to make soup for him. "Stop joking." She raised her red lips slightly, her smile not reaching her eyes, "I'm leaving first." The moment he turned around, his smile suddenly cooled down. In this life, she will never bet her life on any man again. There has never been a savior in this world—— The only one who can save yourself from fire and water countless times is yourself. As her high heels stepped on the mottled tree shadows, she swore silently in her heart: This time, Fan Shengmei, you will definitely become a rich woman!