Fu Yichen didn't move his eyelids. He opened his long legs and walked in with a cold face.

Su MI was somewhat surprised by the grand scene, especially the snow-white carpet on the ground. Her body was full of rain and soil, her feet were full of rain and soil, and she still held a mass of dirty clothes in her hands.

This made her feel like an ugly duckling who broke into the territory of the white swan. She had inexplicable inferiority complex and couldn't take a step.

Fu Yichen took a few steps and clearly felt that Su Mi didn't catch up. He suddenly stopped and turned around.

Fu Yichen saw Su Mi holding her clothes and standing by the car, with her head down, like a child who did something wrong.

He raised his eyebrows, turned impatiently and walked back, saying, "what's the matter?"

Su Mi looked up, pointed to her muddy shoes and said, "I... I'd better not go in. I'm afraid to dirty the carpet. It's not good..."

Fu Yichen's eyes fell on Su Mi's feet, glanced at Su Mi's drooping eyebrows and trembling eyelashes, and suddenly understood. He pursed his lips, "afraid? If you lack courage, let me give it to you."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised a hand at her in full view of the public.

Su Mi raised her eyes in amazement. She saw him standing in the most prosperous light, with one hand in the trouser pocket of his suit and leaning sideways. The shadow of the light hit his perfect side face and broad shoulder. He was dignified and domineering, just like the king of the Empire.

Su Mi noticed that everyone's eyes followed Fu Yichen's actions, all kinds of inquiry, jealousy, envy, amazement

Her heart beat like thunder, but like being bewitched, she slowly raised her hand and handed it to Fu Yichen's open palm.

Fu Yichen held it, looked at her and said sentence by sentence, "remember, stand beside me, don't be timid! Don't be self-confident!"

He said, holding her hand tightly, turned and led her forward.

Su MI was shocked in her heart and her eyes were slightly hot.

"Why are you so useless? You can't wash a bowl well! What else can you do except a face!"

"Go away, you'll eat white rice waste!"

"Sister, no matter how hard you try, my parents' favorite daughter is me. I want you to remember this forever!"

"Even if you are admitted to Dijing Film Academy with the first place, you will be nothing if we don't let you read on!"

……

Su Mi followed Fu Yichen unconsciously, but the past scenes flashed before her eyes.

Since childhood, Su MI has not been loved by her family. She always lives in endless abuse, irony and negation. This made her unable to restrain her inferiority complex no matter how hard she tried.

Now she was pulled like this by Fu Yichen, walking on a shining road, and his domineering words were still ringing in his ears.

No cowardice, no self-confidence!

She stared at Fu Yichen's tall and straight back, unconsciously bent her lips, and her steps became brisk.

They entered the lobby and disappeared. The welcoming ladies standing on both sides burst into flames.

"The president is so handsome. Who is that woman just now? The president took her hand!"

"God, if the president did this to me, I would die now!"

"That woman doesn't deserve the president at all. Where can I be beautiful!"

"Yes, this carpet is made of handmade cashmere from France. There are hundreds of thousands of such a whole carpet! Look, it's all mud prints. It can't be used!"

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