Hit the nail on the head.
Jiang Liu always spoke so rudely.
Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes, saying she was not disappointed would be a lie.
But Sheng Zhong is now old and does not have much business talent. As he grows older, it becomes even more difficult to make correct decisions.
Jiang Liu caught a glimpse of her face and knew she was feeling uncomfortable, so he changed the subject, "What do you mean by paying wages on time just now? Are you in Fu Yancheng's business?"
"Well, let me design the house in Yujingyuan."
Jiang Liu's eyes widened instantly and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Mianmian, you are really ambitious. Are you designing a future wedding room for your husband, Bai Yueguang? Or maybe it's not just Bai Yueguang, but also her second marriage partner."
Sheng Mian was happy for a moment and confessed: "Then let me tell you again, Fu Yancheng doesn't even know that I am his wife?"
The expression on Jiang Liu's face was already magical. He twitched the corners of his mouth several times and finally made a gesture of admiration.
"I'm just superficial. It turns out that you deliberately kept your name anonymous just to make Fu Yancheng feel uncomfortable if he knew who designed the house in the future. This is really a clever move."
Sheng Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and the depression that had just arisen dissipated a lot.
Naturally, she didn't say anything about what happened that night. It would probably become a secret between her and Fu Yancheng, rotting in their stomachs.
Later the doctor came in and took out the infusion needle, and Jiang Liu went through the discharge procedures for Sheng Mian.
When the two of them got into the car, Jiang Liu couldn't help but ask.
"So how long will it take for you to get divorced? To be honest, if you meet a man like Fu Yancheng, he will hold on to you as long as you can. Just looking at his face makes you feel guilty."
In addition to his top business ability on Wall Street, Fu Yancheng's family background and appearance are just a small part of his many advantages.
"Forget it, I never thought about anything happening with Fu Yancheng."
Jiang Liu stepped on the accelerator and shook his head.
"You are the only one who can bear it. If it were another woman, you wouldn't pounce on me? When Fu Yancheng married you three years ago, countless ladies in the Imperial Capital circle cried and their eyes turned red."
If Sheng Mian hadn't kept a low profile and rarely appeared in public, otherwise she would have been the target of public criticism in the past three years.
Sheng Mian smiled and didn't seem to take her words to heart.
Fu Yancheng is the client she is about to serve, that's all.
She had to get the floor plan of Yujingyuan when she went back now, and began to construct the design style in her mind.
This opportunity is rare. Whether you can completely break into Fu Yancheng's circle depends on this time.
She must be 100% energetic.
Jiang Liu sent her to the apartment and continued to give her instructions.
"It's okay that Fu Yancheng doesn't know your identity, so as not to get into trouble later. Mianmian, you have to protect yourself. No matter how unattainable Fu Yancheng is, he is still a man."
Jiang Liu left a blowing kiss and walked away.
Sheng Mian stood there, thought for a while, shook his head and laughed.
After returning to the apartment, she remembered that she hadn't had time to ask for Fu Yancheng's contact information.
She could ask the Fu family for it, but if the Fu family knew that she had been married for three years, she didn't even have her husband's contact information, so she might not know what to say behind her back.
After much deliberation, I planned to send a text message to Lin Jing, but while I was still editing the content of the text message, there was a prompt on my phone to add friends.
——Fu Yancheng.
Sheng Mian gave her a slap in the face and found it a bit incredible that Fu Yancheng took the initiative to join her.
But she immediately remembered that the photo had her contact information.
Sheng Mian quickly sat up straight and clicked Accept.
【Mr. Fu, thank you for sending me to the hospital.】
Fu Yancheng didn't reply, and Sheng Mian didn't expect a response. He sent this politely and started looking through various art works in an attempt to get some inspiration.
Sheng Mian has two mobile phone numbers, one is a work number, and the work number is full of clients, while the private number is full of relatives and friends.
The one on that photo is the work number, and the WeChat ID attached is also the work WeChat account.
Just as Sheng Mian was about to get up, she also received a text message on her personal mobile phone.
[Tomorrow morning, we will meet at the Fu Mansion, we have something to discuss. 】
This chapter has been completed!