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

Chapter 278 Did I Cry?
It seemed as if a tiger and wolf came to kill him behind him.

In the next second, she was picked up and placed on the cabinet in the entrance.

"Boss Fu!"

Her voice was a little hoarse in fright, because she was carried up and sat on the cabinet, and her height was the same as his height at the moment.

Fu Yancheng himself is very tall, 1.8 meters eight.

Sheng Mian leaned against the wall in fright, but his chin was grabbed by him.

From the first night, she knew that he was very powerful in bed, completely different from the cold and noble in the eyes of outsiders.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent her to the hospital directly.

Sheng Mian's chin was pinched, and he didn't dare to move for a while, his eyes were full of water.

Fu Yancheng looked at her troubled face, and put his other hand on her waist.

Leaned in and kissed.

There was a flash of lightning in Sheng Mian's mind, and he suddenly woke up, pushing him away.

With all the force, even Fu Yancheng couldn't dodge it, so he took a few steps back.

Sheng Mian quickly fell off the cabinet, opened the door and ran out.

But because he was so panicked, he fell to the ground as soon as he went out.

The materials in his hand were like pieces of paper, falling down one after another.

Fu Yancheng originally wanted to reach out to hug her, but she fell too fast just now, so he didn't have time.

At this moment, Sheng Mian fell into a pile of documents, didn't care about the pain in his legs, but quickly picked up the documents one by one.

Fu Yancheng squatted down, and saw that she had been refusing to look up, so he deliberately suppressed the nearest one.

She picked it up in a hurry all the way, without pulling the paper.

Fu Yancheng didn't move, and saw a few drops of water suddenly falling on the paper in front of him.

Cried?

Drops of water smudged on the white paper.

Fu Yancheng reached out and raised her chin, and she really cried.

"Did I cry?"

His tone was light, and his eyes fell on her face.

Sheng Mian's pupils shrank slightly, and she couldn't believe that Fu Yancheng said such words.

Everyone said that he was the flower of Gaoling, sitting on the altar, and never had a female companion by his side.

Sheng Mian didn't have the confidence to think that he could pick people off.

Besides, she didn't like him either.

Rather than crying because of being kissed, it is better to say that she cried because of being frightened, because she was frightened and cried because of the panic that she almost fell at that moment.

The tails of Fu Yancheng's long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and the depths of the eyes were completely careless.

"Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

He got up slightly, stood at the door, holding the door with one hand, "I thought it was Chu Qing."

Sheng Mian was taken aback, and heaved a sigh of relief, probably Fu Yancheng didn't expect her to go back.

So tonight he made an appointment with Xiao Chuqing?
Fu Yancheng pointed to the elevator, her slender fingertips seemed to still have the warmth of her body.

"Aren't you going to celebrate your promotion with your husband? Are you still leaving?"

Sheng Mian immediately recalled that he was probably afraid that Xiao Chuqing would come over and misunderstand.

She breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly wiped away her tears.

"Boss Fu, then I will take my leave."

Fu Yancheng lowered his eyebrows and closed the door directly.

Sheng Mian walked into the elevator, her legs went limp, and she quickly supported the railing in the elevator.

If I had just changed to any other woman, I would probably have pushed it halfway.

Fu Yancheng's face was so lethal that the loved ones had no room to resist.

She glanced at the mirror and found that her buttons were not buttoned properly, and some red marks were still visible in the slightly open collar, so she quickly raised her hand to fasten the buttons.

But the elevator stopped on the first floor at this moment, and someone walked in.

It was Wen Sihe.

Sheng Mian's hands froze, and she turned around almost subconsciously, but there were mirrors everywhere in the elevator, even if she turned around, the mirrors in front of her still showed her face and the marks on her neck without omission.

Full of overpowering flavors.

Wen Sihe glanced at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled.

"penny?"

(End of this chapter)