Two days later, Fu Yu packaged Su Ling as a beautiful elf and personally drove her to the party venue.

Ivy chartered a cruise ship specifically to entertain her little sisters.

Su Ling was the last to arrive because she wore the dress that she was required to wear only at home last time. Old man Fu suddenly became malicious towards her and almost prevented her from leaving the house.

And finally, before she went out, she was forced to change into a dress that was within Fu Yu's aesthetic standards.

Su Ling looked up at the sky helplessly, roaring in his heart: Little elf, little princess, is this the white moonlight of the middle-aged uncle’s dream?

So, the girl suddenly had a bad feeling about when the hot goddess image she was pursuing would come to fruition.

As long as Fu Yu is by her side, she will never be able to become a goddess.

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As soon as she got on the cruise ship, Su Ling, a tall, fair and agile elf girl, immediately attracted a lot of surprised looks.

Especially, she is accompanied by Fu Yu, who is so beautiful and looks like an immortal.

Although Su Ling's grassroots identity aroused resentment, it must be said that her appearance, when put together with Fu Yu, was indeed an impeccable match.

When the host Ivy saw Su Ling coming, she immediately stood up to greet her and casually took her hand.

"Sister Lingling, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Ling was not used to the girl's enthusiasm and blushed a little. Thinking of the scene at home in the morning, he trembled unconsciously.

The old man is so bad!

Fu Yu saw her embarrassment and kindly responded to Ivy on her behalf in a gentlemanly manner.

"Miss Ai, Lingling is in your hands. I'll pick her up in the evening."

"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely help you take good care of Sister Lingling."

As Ivy spoke, she winked at Su Ling playfully, as if she was afraid that no one could see the thousands of thoughts in her expression.

Su Ling rolled her eyes and was too lazy to argue with her.

Fu Yu was very happy about this and gave Ivy a very gracious smile.

Said: "Thank you."

After that, he suddenly leaned over to Su Ling and whispered in her ear: "Lingling, call me if you have anything. I'm leaving first."

"Yeah." Su Ling nodded and watched the man turn around and walk away with his long legs.

At the right time, a teasing voice rang out: "Wow~"

Su Ling turned around upon hearing the voice, and sure enough, she saw Ivy looking at her playfully with a wink.

Su Ling raised his eyebrows and shrugged without saying anything. He just walked into the crowd generously, found a place and sat down quietly.

She had already felt it, but not a single one of these people looked at her with any kindness.

Those people went from being eager to make a move when they saw Fu Yu, to being jealous of Su Ling being doted on in public, to now being contemptuous and disdainful.

What a great performance with unpredictable facial expressions.

Su Ling didn't care. She didn't know them anyway, and they were the ones who couldn't eat the grapes.

"Weiwei, is this the sister you admired?"

Not long after Su Ling sat down, a tomboy girl dressed in a neutral style spoke.

After hearing the words, Su Ling turned his head to look at the other person and found that she was a very handsome girl.

The man was sitting in an unusually casual posture, and was looking at her suspiciously with a half-smile on his face, looking extremely arrogant.

This attitude made Su Ling frown uncomfortably.

She felt that the other person was so rude. Is this the way a child from a good family should look at a strange girl?

Ivy saw that Su Ling was not very happy, so she stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over.

"Sisters, this is the sister I mentioned before, the one I like very much. How about her? She is very beautiful, right? Sister Lingling, these are all my good sisters, and of course, you are one too now."

Next, Su Wei introduced each of them one by one, and Su Ling remembered the name of the person who spoke first.

His name is Xiao Yuze.

The girl curled her lips and complained secretly: She looks like a man, her name sounds like a man, and her ruffian aura makes her look even more like a man.

"Ah!"

The corner of Su Ling's mouth was turned up so obviously that it was hard for people not to notice it. Xiao Yuze was very self-aware and knew that she must be turning down his expression.

After a cold snort, Xiao Yuze didn't bother with Su Ling. After all, she was the one who was rude first.

With Ivy around, the atmosphere wasn't too tense, but Su Ling didn't talk much, and gradually no one paid attention to her.

She didn't care and even felt comfortable this way.

"Hey, Su Ling, did you have anything to do with the last time Mr. Fu was beaten up?"

Su Ling was sitting quietly by the boat admiring the sea scenery when suddenly an unfriendly voice sounded behind him.

The girl turned around and saw a woman dressed sexy and seductively. What was her name?

Su Ling forgot.

But it doesn’t matter. Her attitude doesn’t stop her from hating the other person.

Thinking about the time when Fu Yu was beaten up by her and made the headlines, Su Ling curled her lips and responded to her in the same tone, saying: "It does matter, what's the problem?"

Her perfunctory and tough attitude made the woman very unhappy.

"Tsk, I really don't know what kind of confusing soup did you feed Mr. Fu? Why did he fall in love with you?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said this, looking back and forth at Su Ling with disdain. After a moment, she sneered and continued.

"Although she is pretty, she is so plain and pale, and there is nothing attractive about her."

The woman arrogantly commented on Su Ling, even to the point of being so exaggerated that she almost rolled her eyes to the sky.

"......?" Su Ling was speechless. She felt that this man was jealous of her.

So the girl adjusted her posture, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked the woman up and down teasingly.

She said playfully, "Sister, are you bored? Does it have anything to do with you whether I am plain or not, or whether someone likes me or not? If you are so worried, worry more about whether your mother is plain or not, or be careful that your father doesn't like her, haha."

"you…!"

"Forget about you. They are all Weiwei's friends. I don't want to embarrass her, so can you just go back to where you came from, ok?"

Su Ling interrupted the woman with a frown on her face and "kindly" asked her to sit back down. However, her kindness almost made the woman angry to death.

No one had ever humiliated her like this before, and she was the object of flattery by many famous people in Kyoto.

But thinking about how much the leader of the Fu family cared about Su Ling, she couldn't lose her temper.

Seeing that the other party had nothing to say, Su Ling prepared to leave in boredom and wanted to find another seat.

However, after taking two steps, her skirt was suddenly caught on something and torn with a "swish". She also lost her balance and fell forward violently.

"Sister Lingling!" Ivy screamed in fright and immediately stood up and rushed over.

Seeing that Su Ling was about to fall flat on her face, she instinctively stretched out her hands, trying to grab something to support herself.

Unfortunately, she didn't, and was about to fall to the ground. She was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly and tightened her core, trying to resist the force of the fall and reduce the pain.

Unexpectedly, a strong arm suddenly stretched out, crossed in front of her, and suddenly picked her up.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Yuze's low voice sounded beside him.

Su Ling helped her stand steadily and breathed a sigh of relief.

After she relaxed, she looked at the tomboy who was still supporting her with lingering fear.

I said embarrassedly: "Thank you, thank you so much, otherwise my face might have been flattened."

It’s not her fault that she felt embarrassed, it was just that they were having a bad time just now.

Xiao Yuze was still holding her hands outstretched and being supported by Su Ling. After hearing Su Ling's words, her originally serious and reluctant face actually cracked into a different expression.

I was stimulated by Su Ling's teasing words.

"So, your face is made of plasticine? Can it be flattened by falling? Come on, show me how to do it."

The fake boy was annoyed, staring at Su Ling as if to say, "Are you an idiot sent by the monkey?"

"......?" Su Ling? ?

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