Wu Xuewei suddenly had a whim and wanted to buy clothes for him. How great is the sense of accomplishment that his beloved man would wear the clothes he bought?

Thinking of this, Wu Xuewei pulled him toward the luxury goods store not far ahead.

"Where to go?" he asked casually following her steps.

"Buy you clothes."

"Haha..." The purpose of coming to the mall was not to pay for her shopping, but why did she buy clothes for him?

"Hey! Isn't that Mayor Feng? The mayor will also come to shopping in the mall. Except in the news, this is the first time I have seen the mayor!"

"No, how do I remember that the mayor has a fiancée? Who is the female college student next to him?"

"Hand your arm? Oh my God, this relationship must be not simple!"

"Should I take a picture of this..."

"Not good, can the mayor take pictures?"

"Why can't it be? A mayor is a model for citizens. If the mayor's private life is not conservative, citizens can also supervise it! Besides, seeing that the mayor's relationship with that woman is not simple, it is obvious that he is a mistress. Maybe the mayor's fiancée is still kept in the dark!"

The two quickly attracted everyone's attention. Then many citizens recognized Feng Churui and whispered, the discussion became louder and louder, and Wu Xuewei's heart gradually fell to the bottom of the ice.

Many people had already taken out their cell phones to take photos. Feng Churui frowned and glanced at him with unhappy eyes. Wu Xuewei suddenly pulled him and ran away like crazy.

He was displeased: "Xuewei, what are you running for?"

"Don't you run and wait for someone to take photos? When you wait for the news, you can't explain it even if you have a hundred mouths." Moreover, their relationship is indeed not simple. Once it is exposed by the media, his political career will inevitably be affected.

Why did she forget that as a civil servant, he had to check his private life. Now he has a fiancée and now he acts intimately with her in public, which will inevitably have a negative impact on him.

She pulled him all the way to the parking lot and got into the car. She leaned on the back of the chair and gasped heavily.

There was mineral water on the car. Feng Churui unscrewed the lid and handed it to her. Wu Xuewei shook her head, turned her head and looked out the window, saying, "Let's go, don't let those people chase you out and see."

"What are you afraid of?" Feng Churui frowned, dissatisfied with her escape.

"I'm afraid that others point at me and scold mistresses, I'm afraid that the photos I'll be uploaded, I'm afraid that your political career will be affected!" I was afraid that after saying three words in a row, Wu Xuewei was a little angry, covered her face with her hands, and finally her tone became weaker: "Although you say I'm not a mistress, in my heart, I'm a mistress. Morality, I'm a mistress."

I never thought that one day I would be with him, I needed to avoid everyone's eyes and become sneaky.

Feng Churui pulled her head, pulled her hand down, confirmed that she was not crying, so he took her into his arms, patted her back comfortably, and sighed softly: "Don't worry, even if it was taken, those photos would not be circulated. When you ran like this, you even confirmed other people's guesses and thought you were guilty. I was not thinking about your situation, so don't worry, I will give you an explanation. Also, you are not a mistress, don't look down on yourself so much, do you understand?"

As she said, perhaps morally, she is a mistress, but emotionally, she has never been.
Chapter completed!