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

Chapter 349 If Penny wants to rely on him, he will agree
Wen Sihe was holding a glass of wine, feeling a little foggy.

"What did she think?"

"I said penny."

"I'm fucking talking about Xiao Chuqing!"

Fu Yancheng paused on his hands, lowered his eyelashes, "Oh."

Wen Sihe thought it was funny, and pursed his lips to hold back the smile.

"So what you just said is that it doesn't matter what you think about your relationship with Penny, what matters is what she thinks."

If Penny wants to rely on him, will he agree?

But Fu Yancheng was unwilling to reply.

Wen Sihe scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, "Is that what you mean? Just now I said Xiao Chuqing, but you didn't hear a word, you are thinking about a married woman all your mind?"

"I do not have."

Wen Sihe rolled his eyes, suddenly pointed to a woman not far away, and asked while Fu Yancheng was a little drunk.

"How does that woman compare to Penny?"

Fu Yancheng raised his cold eyes, only took a look, and then took them back.

"Not as good as her."

Wen Sihe glanced at the empty bottle on the table, was this person drinking alone just now?
Rare.

He quickly took out his phone and turned on the recording.

"Yancheng, look at the woman on the right, how does Penny compare to her with a hot body?"

Sending this recording to Fu Yancheng himself tomorrow is really exciting.

But Fu Yancheng didn't return, he just narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Sihe quite imposingly.

Wen Sihe suddenly felt a little guilty, this person is already drunk, so he is still so defensive?

But he finally understood that Fu Yancheng really cared about that little designer.

Wen Sihe has no other pleasures, he just likes to see these smart people pestering each other.

The place where they are sitting at the moment is not a box, but a hall.

In Wen Sihe's words, in the hall, you can see those elites taking off their masks and mingling on the dance floor, looking like ghosts or ghosts.

His creations will become very inspired.

At this moment, he helped Fu Yancheng up, but met Sheng Weiyuan at the door.

Sheng Weiyuan knew that Wen Sihe was Fu Yancheng's good friend and the most famous gold medal screenwriter.

Seeing Fu Yancheng who was drunk, her eyes flickered and she rushed to meet him.

"Let me take Mr. Fu back. I came here specially to pick him up tonight."

This is God giving her a chance!
Wen Sihe supported her, glanced at her, smiled slightly, with sharp eyes.

"You want to sleep with him. There is no mirror at home. There should be other things. Go back and take a good look at it. Don't use these dirty tricks on him."

Sheng Weiyuan froze in place, shocked by his gaze, only felt his whole body turn cold.

Wen Sihe took a step away, then turned back.

"Yancheng is not someone you can afford to provoke, no matter who you are."

Sheng Weiyuan only felt that an arrow had been stabbed in his chest, his whole body was shaking, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palm.

Wen Sihe's words are already very polite, after all, there are many women who want to court her these years.

Moreover, this woman's face was full of calculations, and one could tell what she was thinking at a glance.

low level.

He helped Fu Yancheng into the car and sent him directly to Shanxiao.

And tonight, Sheng Mian himself lives in Shanxiao.

Because it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, both she and Liu Qiong thought that Fu Yancheng would not come over.

When Fu Yancheng was helped out of the car, he raised his hand and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Wen Sihe saw that he seemed to be a little more awake, so he got back into the car.

"Go in by yourself, I have to work overtime to write the script."

The same goes for bad friends.

Sheng Mian was working overtime in the lobby alone, and was still looking up the company's 50 billion list, but he didn't notice that the door of the lobby had been opened.

(End of this chapter)