Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Zhou Weiwei......

Fang Fei was very panicked when she met her while shopping in the mall the day after returning to China.

The original farewell without saying goodbye left her without the courage to take the initiative to say hello to Zhou Weiwei.

The limited-edition skirt she wore seemed to be covered with dense thorns, pricking her skin.

She slowly took off her skirt. She couldn't go out, she could only stay inside.

Seeing that she hadn't gone out, the clerk came over and knocked on the door: "Hello, how can I help you?"

Fang Fei immediately opened the door of the dressing room, stretched out her skirt from the crack in the door, lowered her voice and said in a rough voice: "I don't like it, please take it out."

Fang Fei lingered in the dressing room. When she heard Zhou Weiwei leaving, she came out and lowered her head to leave the mall quickly.

But as soon as he walked out of the clothing store, a familiar voice came from behind: "It turns out it's really you, Fang Fei."

Fang Fei's steps immediately stopped.

She turned around awkwardly and smiled at Zhou Weiwei: "Hey, what a coincidence."

Zhou Weiwei did not smile, but said with a cold face: "It's quite a coincidence. I was hiding in the locker room just now, and you came out as soon as I left. It seems you were hiding from me."

Zhou Weiwei's straightforward speech made Fang Fei embarrassed: "I didn't mean it, I just don't know how to face you."

"Then you don't have to face it!" Zhou Weiwei said, pushing the shopping bag in her hand into Fang Fei's arms, "Beauty doesn't take away from others. Since you were the first to fall in love with this dress, I'll give it back to you."

"Weiwei, no need..."

But Zhou Weiwei turned around and left, quickly took the escalator downstairs, then got into the car parked at the door and left.

When Fang Fei chased her out, she only saw the taillights of Zhou Weiwei's car.

Fang Fei hesitated and called Zhou Weiwei.

The call was initially rejected and then blocked when I called again.

Fang Fei could understand why Zhou Weiwei treated her like this, and she could accept it.

She sent a message to Zhou Weiwei's WeChat, saying simply "I'm sorry" and transferring the money for the dress.

After what happened, she was not in the mood to continue shopping, so she took a taxi back to the B&B to rest.

Because of the jet lag, she fell into bed and fell asleep soon after. While she was dazed in sleep, her phone rang. She picked it up and heard the person opposite asking her where she was.

"Vivi?"

"Otherwise? If you think it's someone else, then I'll die!"

Zhou Weiwei had a bad temper, and Fang Fei quickly explained: "Weiwei, I didn't think you were someone else. I just didn't expect you to call me. It was just an accident."

"Are you complaining about my attitude towards you this morning?"

"No, I know I went too far first."

Zhou Weiwei snorted coldly: "You still have some self-awareness, are you sleeping?"

"Yeah, jet lagged, but sober."

"When did you come back?"

"yesterday afternoon."

Zhou Weiwei was silent, and when she spoke again her voice was calmer: "You haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

"No."

"Give me your address?"

"Huh? Oh, I'll send it to you via WeChat."

After more than an hour, Zhou Weiwei came with two bags full of food.

There are skewers, hot and sour noodles, and even hot pot.

As Fang Fei opened the food, she sighed: "You bought too much, I can't finish it."

"It's okay. You can eat as much as you can. I was supposed to go out to eat, but I packed it here because you were too tired." Zhou Weiwei looked at Fang Fei, "You have changed a lot."

Fang Fei also glanced at herself: "No."

Zhou Weiwei pressed her chin to her chest: "Compared to three years ago, you are plumper and sexier, just like little jasmine has become tuberose."

Fang Fei smiled: "You know how to use metaphors, but you are like a pure butterfly as always."

Zhou Weiwei cheered: "Don't think that if you praise me, I will write off the incident where you left without saying goodbye three years ago."

Fang Fei buried her head deeply and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Zhou Weiwei looked at her: "Actually, I can understand that you want to leave Beijing. But I regarded you as a friend, but you left without saying anything. At that time, I was both angry that you did not regard me as a friend, and also I’m worried about whether your body will be able to hold on after the miscarriage, and I’ll even wake up in my dreams because of the thought of you.”

Fang Fei hugged Zhou Weiwei sadly and blamed herself: "I'm sorry, it was a temporary idea at the time. I was worried that Ye Changmeng would not be able to leave, so I didn't say anything to anyone."

"Then you should contact me after you go abroad."

"I've thought about it, but you're too familiar with him and I'm afraid."

The two started chatting, and their eyes were a little moist.

Zhou Weiwei knew what Fang Fei's concerns were, so she didn't continue the topic and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes: "Eat first, it will be cold if you don't eat."

While eating, Zhou Weiwei suddenly thought of something: "You can move to my place."

"Are you still alone?" Fang Fei asked in surprise.

Zhou Weiwei shrugged: "Of course, does it mean that your famous beauty has an owner?"

"also not."

"So, it's a good fit for us to get together."

Fang Fei pursed her lips apologetically: "I want to, but I can only stay in the country for three to five days this time, and I still have work."

Zhou Weiwei was very disappointed: "Ah, so short?"

"Yes, but I will come back often when I have the opportunity in the future. You are welcome to find me when you go to the United States."

Zhou Weiwei: "Are you going back to China to discuss business?"

"No, instead of my teacher, I will serve as a judge for the design competition organized by Marita."

Zhou Weiwei smiled and gave Fang Fei a thumbs up: "Awesome, three years ago you were plagiarized when you participated in the competition, but three years later you became a judge."

Fang Fei also felt a little emotional: "Time can indeed change a lot of things. What about you? Are you still in the original children's hospital?"

"No, not long after you left, I also joined the international aid medical team. I returned to China about half a year ago and now work as the vice president of a private hospital."

"Awesome! You are indeed my Zhou Weiwei!"

The two chatted while eating, and the topic suddenly opened up. After eating and lying on the sofa, watching TV and digesting the food, Zhou Weiwei suddenly said: "Have you followed his news?"