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

Chapter 484 The way men want to hold women

Conference room abroad.

The meeting, which was originally scheduled for several hours, was extended for another three hours.

All the high-level people present could feel that Fu Yancheng was in a bad mood and kept a cold face the whole time, which made everyone dare not talk nonsense.

Fu Yancheng didn't know why, but a wave of anxiety spread instantly, making him lose his usual calmness.

But he remained motionless, looked at the PPT, and said after a long time: "The meeting is over, send two people to talk to the company over there."

The senior executives at the scene felt relieved, and all wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

Fu Yancheng got up and walked out in big strides.

Qi Shen followed closely behind him.

When he came abroad, Fu Yancheng didn't even miss the jet lag, and went straight to the meeting room, where he has been meeting until now.

But the business abroad is not over yet, his brows and eyes were stained with fatigue, then he took the mobile phone from Qi Shen and turned on his own.

"President, would you like something to eat?"

Fu Yancheng shook his head, raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows.

"You go to rest, and after waking up, sort out the materials you need tomorrow, and the time to return home will be delayed by one week."

"Ok."

After he left, Fu Yancheng went in to take a shower. When he came out, he wiped his hair with a towel while swiping his phone with his fingertips.

The restlessness enveloped his whole body, he frowned, put away his phone, and took the hair dryer beside him to dry his hair.

But seeing this hair dryer reminds me of the scene of Sheng Mian drying his hair that night, and her cuteness when she pulled the string.

After a pause, he simply threw away the hair dryer and lay down on the bed.

But sleeping with wet hair and lack of sleep left him feeling light-headed when he woke up.

Qi Shen sent the materials needed for today's meeting, and seeing his expression, he asked softly.

"President, are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Yancheng shook his head, "Let's go."

He will be very busy these days, with meetings one after another, and he has no intention of paying attention to the country for the time being.

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Sheng Mian didn't get up until noon, when Liu Qiong knocked on the door, but found no answer, so she didn't dare to disturb her.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the letter she was clutching tightly at her fingertips at a glance.

The letter paper was soaked with tears, the handwriting inside was blurred, and the letter paper also became wrinkled.

She quickly spread out the paper, pressed it, and then carefully put it back.

After getting up and washing slowly, she looked at her pale face and suddenly remembered what the doctor said.

Does not affect work.

no side effects.

Sure enough, after just sleeping and waking up, apart from being slightly weak, I really didn't feel that I had lost a child.

While brushing her teeth, she looked in the mirror and tears flowed again.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell they were swollen from crying.

"Cough cough cough."

I couldn't help coughing a few times, but I swallowed a mouthful of foam, and my stomach felt nauseous.

She rinsed her mouth, lay down by the sink and retched for a while, and then went downstairs with red eyes.

Liu Qiong was startled when she saw her eyes.

"Miss Sheng, what's the matter with you?"

Sheng Mian thought of the excuse she made up long ago.

"I dreamed that my loved one died."

Liu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly brought out the soup that had been stewed a long time ago.

"Seeing that your face is not good these days, I just want to make up for you. You should go back to Shanxiao recently. You seem to have lost a few catties."

The tip of Sheng Mian's nose was a little sour, and she tried her best not to cry.

"Well, thank you Aunt Liu."

She drank the soup slowly, and didn't really want to go to the company today.

"Aunt Liu, is Sticky closed?"

"It's closed. It's still in that room. I just took it for a walk before Mr. Fu came."

Sheng Mian nodded, and went to see Sticky after drinking the soup.

Nian Nian raised her by her side, and has long understood human nature.

Sheng Mian touched her head, and remembered that it was given by that person, saying that her family was allergic to dog hair.

Tears fell again.

Sticky yelled "Wow, woof" a few times, and rubbed his head against her palm.

When I first received Sticky, it was packed in a small box, very healthy, and kept barking at her.

But he didn't show up. She kept looking up his information, but she couldn't find it.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Sticky circling around her anxiously.

Sheng Mian took a deep breath, hid the fragility in her eyes, and raised her hand to pat the sticky head.

She was ashamed of how she tempted Fu Yancheng that day. She thought that Fu Yancheng might like her a little bit, otherwise she wouldn't show a vulnerable posture in front of her.

But women are always prone to such illusions, always feel that they will be an exception to that person.

And when a man can't help showing weakness, he will have a savior attitude, but he doesn't know that this is a way for men to hold women.

A means of getting stuck psychologically.

That's why she was tempted when she was with Shen Sheng that day.

At that time Shen Sheng saw through her thoughts and reminded her not to like Fu Yancheng.

Sheng Mian sat quietly, and smiled with her lips drawn.

(End of this chapter)