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

Chapter 221 President Fu, Would You Like an Orange?
"Auntie, it's so late, why don't you go back? Isn't Lin Nan already home? Why don't you come out to help you?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't be bullied by a middle-aged man.

Li Su's cheeks were a little red, and she quickly grabbed Sheng Mian's hand.

"Mianmian, come back with me, your room is still reserved, what happened last time is really thanks to you, and you even called Xiaonan back."

She didn't answer Sheng Mian's question.

Sheng Mian sighed, seeing her pushing this pile of fruits, it was a bit difficult to go back alone.

She hurriedly pushed from behind to help.

"Did Lin Nan reconcile with his cousin after returning home?"

"No, there was a big quarrel, but Xiao Nan did something wrong and asked him to write a self-criticism. Your cousin should be planning to forgive him."

Sheng Mian didn't say a word, and when she was pushing the cart past the courtyard, she happened to see Fu Yancheng on the steps.

Fu Yancheng was not wearing a suit at the moment, only wearing a white shirt, and was talking to Qi Shen beside him.

The two had just arrived not long ago, and they were about to participate in the wine bureau organized by several leaders.

It was already eight o'clock, and everyone over there was waiting.

When Sheng Mian helped Li Su push the cart, she turned her head to meet his gaze.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the pile of fruits in the cart.

There are oranges, grapes and bananas, neatly arranged.

Sheng Mian thought she was wrong, otherwise how could she see Fu Yancheng in You County.

She stood up straight and saw him under the light of the courtyard, like flying flowers and broken jade, all the sharp outlines seemed to melt into the melting moonlight.

At this moment, he is not as cold and serious as he was when he was in Fu's, and his shirt cuffs were pulled up. It seems that the entertainment later does not need too much politeness, so his posture at the moment is very relaxed.

"Mr. Fu?"

She yelled, still feeling a little dazed.

Fu Yancheng stood on the steps, Sheng Mian was a few steps below, thought for a long time before choking out a sentence.

"Boss Fu, would you like an orange?"

After saying this, she felt a little regretful, and quickly waved her hands, wanting to say that she was just joking, after all, how could Fu Yancheng eat such cheap fruit.

But Fu Yancheng went down the steps and actually took an orange from the trolley.

His fingertips are too slender and perfect, making this orange look ugly.

After holding the orange in his palm, he asked her, "When did it arrive?"

"Just arrived."

When Li Su at the side saw Fu Yancheng, his sense of presence instantly weakened, and he was too scared to speak.

I also saw several leaders in formal suits waiting not far away, and knew that this was the big man whose car broke down last time.

800 million.

Ordinary people can't afford to provoke them.

But now, it is so natural for Mianmian to talk to such a person.

Li Su hurriedly pulled a handbag, silently filled a bag of oranges, and handed it to Fu Yancheng.

She is the most stupid and can't speak.

Fu Yancheng said politely: "One is enough, thank you."

Li Su was flattered and didn't know how to respond, he just looked at Sheng Mian.

Sheng Mian actually didn't expect that he would actually come over to get an orange, and saw that there were still people waiting, so he warned: "Boss Fu's back injury is still not healed, so don't drink for a while."

Fu Yancheng glanced at her, said "hmm", took the orange and went to the leaders.

Several leaders were talking to him, and he nodded slightly.

Sheng Mian continued to bend over to push the small cart, "Auntie, push these fruits home first, it's late now."

Only then did Li Su come to his senses, with lingering fear in his heart.

"This aura is too strong, and I dare not speak in front of him."

"Although Mr. Fu has a high status, he will not bully others. What happened last time was caused by my cousin."

Li Su didn't say anything immediately, but silently held the handle of the cart.

In the distance, Fu Yancheng was holding an orange, and heard the leader beside him say: "This is from You County, Mr. Fu can just taste it."

(End of this chapter)