e circle of wives, what matters most is connections.""By the way, someone introduced me to a young talent this time, and I was just about to tell you.""Guess what," Fu Yan impatiently interrupted her,...She didn't touch the phoenix tail shrimp, nor did she vent her emotions.

Her eyes welled with tears, but she forced herself to hold them back.

Huo Mingzheng knew the reason why she didn't eat shrimp, but she had no position to question him, and she didn't feel it was necessary.

After dinner, she quietly left Jinhe Garden. She refused Shen Wei's invitation and drove her own car.

The new car needed to be broken in, she wasn't used to driving it, and her speed was slow. When they arrived at the brand store, unexpectedly Huo Mingzheng's car was following behind hers and arrived just as well.

Shen Wei got out of the car and glanced at Fu Yan's new car, teasing her: "How come a Miss Huo from a prestigious family like yours doesn't drive something better Or maybe you should sweet-talk your second brother into buying you a luxury car"

"My second brother won't spoil me."

"You can try." Huo Mingzheng got out of the car, single-handedly gathered the flames and lit a cigarette.

Smoke obscured his stern features, his cold gaze sweeping past Fu Yan's eyes.

Fu Yan did not look at him nor respond. She turned and entered the shop.

Shen Wei walked in, her arm linked with Huo Mingzheng's. The staff had received notice of their arrival and were waiting by the door. "Mr. Huo, Miss Shen, Ms. Fu," they greeted.

Since they weren't engaged yet, it wasn't appropriate to call her Mrs. Huo. The Huo family was the most difficult to please; one wrong word could cause trouble.

From both a personal and logical standpoint, Miss Shen is the most suitable candidate.

The store manager personally led them to try on the dresses. They were five sets that Shen Wei had ordered in advance, and they needed to choose three from among them. Each set was incredibly expensive.

The Huo family is a true aristocratic family.

"Azheng, which one do you think looks better"

Huo Mingzheng pointed at the white one on the shelf. Shen Wei immediately smiled, “I think this one is nice too, but I also think the purple one is very pretty.”

"Xiao Yan, what do you think"

Fu Yan nodded. "White would suit you better, it matches your temperament."

Shen Wei was thinking about which one to try on first, but he was drawn to a dress displayed on a stand not far away.

She pointed at that direction, "I've never seen this before"

Fu Yan looked past, it was a long mermaid gown with a strapless design. It was a starry blue, and under the light, the skirt seemed to be shimmering with a faint glow. It should have been adorned with rhinestones at the folds of the skirt.

Her heart skipped a beat when she glanced over.

She likes it very much.

The manager replied, "This is Mr. Fan's new work."

Mr. Fan is the founder of this brand, an internationally renowned fashion designer. Countless wealthy daughters abroad have tried to get him to personally design a dress for them, but to no avail.

"Come here, let me try it on." Shen Yiyue looked at the dress and shook Huo Mingzheng's arm. "Ah Zheng, do you think it looks good"

"Good looking." Huo Mingzheng had a faint smile on his lips.

Fu Yan glanced elsewhere; he would never compromise like this for a woman.

The manager knew Shen Wei's measurements by heart. He wanted to say something but felt it was inappropriate and didn't dare offend him.

Fu Yan didn't follow, sitting on the sofa a little farther away from Huo Mingzheng. She took out her phone to reply to Fu Jing.

Fu Jing asked her if she was free in the evening and wanted to go to the fencing club, which he himself owned.

Fu Yan is quite interested in fencing.

After teaching her several times, Ji Lin began to doubt his own abilities, feeling that it was his lack of skill that prevented him from teaching her well.

Later it was discovered that Fu Yan was someone without athletic ability.

"No, to avoid making you question your life, Ji Lin is very familiar with this aspect of the problem."

Fu Yan single-handedly types.

Two seconds later, Fu Jing replied.

I am his senior brother, my cultivation level should always be higher. Wait until I teach you, then he will know what it truly means to question life.y call him that, which speaks volumes about how much Huo Mingzheng adores his fiancée.Cao Fang shut the door with his backhand, and Fu Yan's last sight was of that woman taking Huo Mingzheng's arm and...