After returning to the rose garden, Zhang Rong called and cursed Fu Yancheng on the phone.
"Then get lost, boy! I can't wait to tear him apart!"
"I'm so angry that you married him and he still felt wronged and went out to mess around!"
"My disciple Zhang Rong, when will it be the turn of those people to make irresponsible remarks!"
Sheng Mian felt a little guilty. Originally, the master only came to the imperial capital for a day, or came back suddenly because of something. But in the end, he had to appear in front of everyone because of her. Originally, he hated appearing in front of people.
After he finished scolding her, she quickly apologized.
"Master, I'm sorry."
Zhang Rong was so angry that his head was smoking.
"What do you think? Just hide it like this?"
"I have no idea."
Zhang Rong took a deep breath over there, "What's wrong with your throat? Why has it become mute? Are you crying?"
Sheng Mian coughed twice, took the medicine just now and took two sips. It hurt too much.
"No, my throat hurts a little."
"Little penny, do you like Fu Yancheng?"
Sheng Mian couldn't answer.
Just say you like it, it's out of the question.
Maybe that slight flutter was just because they had done the most intimate thing in the dark nights. He held her tight and wanted to drive her into his body. Thinking about it now, my face still gets hot and my heart beats.
Does this count as liking it?
Not really, at least she has never wavered in her determination to divorce.
"Then does the Fu boy like you?"
"dislike."
This time she answered quickly. After all, there was Xiao Chuqing beside Fu Yancheng.
"Then don't like him. What you are looking for is a man who is single-minded. The Fu family boy is indeed excellent, but no matter how excellent he is, it means nothing if he is not yours."
"Master, I understand."
"You have always had your own ideas, so I won't say more. I will ask my friend to restore this painting. Yao Rong is not worthy of this work, so you should take it back and hang it in your room for fun."
After Sheng Mian hung up the phone, she felt tired.
She went to the bathroom mirror and took a look at her neck. The red mark was very obvious.
She took a deep breath and heard her phone ring again. It was Bai Qiu calling.
Needless to say, he must have scolded her.
The Fu family is in a mess right now, Yao Rong is hospitalized, and many people are involved.
Sheng Mian was indeed impulsive this time, but Yao Rong went too far.
She did not answer the phone, but informed the court and followed the procedures.
In other words, Yao Rong is unconscious now, and when she wakes up, she will still face court charges.
Sheng Mian refused to give in this time, and it was useless no matter who spoke.
In the bar in the imperial capital, Wen Sihe and Xie Feng had already been drinking.
Wen Sihe patted the table and said to the people around him: "You haven't seen it. She pointed directly at Xiao Chuqing's nose and called her a mistress. Mrs. Yao was so angry that she fainted. She is already a lot older.
It’s probably the first time I’ve been involved in a lawsuit.”
The people present were all young people. Not many people went to Xiao's house tonight. Now I heard Wen Sihe speak vividly.
Wen Sihe shook the wine in his hand.
"Not to mention anything else, just the fact that she told the old lady is enough for me to give her a thumbs up. It turns out that there is a tigress hiding in the backyard of Yancheng."
Others laughed and then asked.
"What does that woman look like?"
Wen Sihe paused, a bit indescribable, and it took him a long time to utter four words.
"Beginning to take on human form."
The scene was filled with laughter again, and some people even choked on their wine and burst into tears.
Wen Sihe shrugged.
Only Xie Feng was sitting in the middle, and no one paid attention to him, his brows furrowed slightly.
This chapter has been completed!