Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1045 She is perfunctory

With such a touch, Song Tang looked refreshed instantly.

Zhuang Wan took a photo of her and edited it before letting Song Tang log into her account and post it on Weibo.

——I’m sorry for worrying everyone. I just woke up. Several leaders of the company have been with me in the hospital. I’m fine now. I hope the fans don’t take any extreme actions, and don’t hurt the friends who fought side by side with me. This incident is not the fault of the company. None of us expected that scene to happen.

This news immediately hit the trending searches, suppressing the popularity of scolding SM.

So far, the fans who were guarding the company's entrance slowly disappeared after seeing this post.

As for those fans who are so irrational that they smashed the glass, the police will deal with it.

Sheng Mian got up and went to the window, and glanced below.

There are still many fans around below, but at least we can go out.

Zhuang Wan also reminded at this time.

"Mr. Sheng, it's seven o'clock and we have to go to the party."

Sheng Mian nodded, told Song Tang to rest well, and left quickly.

At this time, the atmosphere in Yujingyuan was extremely gloomy.

From six o'clock, the servants looked at the clock on the wall repeatedly, but Sheng Mian never came.

The professional top styling team invited here are all waiting in the living room, and everyone is waiting for Shengmian.

Fu Yancheng's styling has already been done, and he also prepared an evening dress for Sheng Mian.

Although she is really upset these days and she is perfunctory herself, but since they are going to attend together tonight, they can't continue the cold war.

But when the time came to 06:30, the styling team asked some worried questions.

"Boss Fu, the party starts at seven o'clock, and it takes at least an hour to do the styling."

The implication is that if Sheng Mian doesn't come, everyone will be late.

Fu Yancheng didn't speak, but everyone could tell that his breath was colder than before.

Until seven o'clock, when the party started, Sheng Mian didn't show up.

His eyebrows crossed sharply, thinking that she probably forgot about this matter again, and got up.

"Don't wait for her, you go back first."

He himself had to go, after all, it was a good friend's birthday party.

The stylists all knew he was in a bad mood, and no one dared to ask any more questions.

Fu Yancheng got into the car without saying a word.

Qi Shen, who was sitting in the front row, drove the car to Xie's house silently.

After arriving there, just as the car stopped and Fu Yancheng's legs fell, he heard a delicate female voice not far away.

"Husband Yancheng!"

It was Sangjiu who spoke.

Sang Jiu and Sang Qi's car has just arrived.

Fu Yancheng didn't say anything, just straightened his sleeves lightly.

Sang Jiu had already stood up with a smile on his face.

"What a coincidence, our car arrived together, do you want to go in together?"

Sang Qi also stood beside Sang Jiu, seeing that Fu Yancheng was still not pleasing to the eye.

"Hey, my little sister is talking to you, are you deaf?"

"Second brother!"

Sang Jiu scolded coquettishly, and looked at Fu Yancheng sweetly.

"Husband Yancheng, let's go in together."

Fu Yancheng didn't refuse, nor accepted, but just quietly entered along the red carpet in front of him.

Sang Jiu followed beside him.

On her left is Fu Yancheng, and on her right is Sang Qi. This lineup is the most dazzling presence no matter where they go.

Even though there were quite a few big names at the party, when the door opened, almost all eyes were on Sang Jiu.

Just like the evaluation of her in North America, she is indeed a little princess if these two people can be her male companions.

The smile on Sang Jiu's face was very bright, turning his head to talk to Fu Yancheng for a while, and talking to Sang Qi for a while.

Her entrance like this almost took away everyone's attention, and aroused the envy of the ladies and ladies.

Sang Jiu was not at all pleased, and the depths of his eyes were full of taking it for granted.

This is what she deserves, so what's there to be proud of.

Maybe only a country bumpkin like Sheng Mian, who has never experienced such a scene, will feel that he is dazzling.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a smile, as if attending a banquet in North America, greeting the people around her.

She felt that women were jealous of her and that men wanted her out of sight.

Sang Jiu approached Fu Yancheng without hesitation, and asked softly.

"Why did husband Yancheng come here alone?"

She seemed to be unaware of Sheng Mian's existence.

This sentence hit Fu Yancheng like a thorn, he didn't say anything, just lowered his eyelashes.

(End of this chapter)