Fu Qiuya just glanced at her and then looked away.
After all, what kind of life Sheng Mian chooses to live has nothing to do with her.
She ignored him and entered the elevator with the senior executives who came to greet him.
At this moment, a waiter walked up to Sheng Mian and asked carefully, "Miss, do you need any help?"
Sheng Mian shook his head and limped away. Both his body and knees hurt.
She took a taxi, returned to Shanxiao, and fell asleep directly.
Liu Qiong didn't dare to ask any more questions about her not coming back last night.
After all, Sheng Mian didn’t really like coming to Shanxiao in the past.
She had no choice but to make soup again, hoping it would replenish her body.
On the other side, Fu Qiuya frowned as she entered the elevator. She suddenly remembered that this was the hotel where Fu Yancheng was staying, and that the woman had just left here.
Privately, she didn't believe those marks were made by Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng is not such a person.
But in the entire Fu family, who really understands Fu Yancheng?
She couldn't hold it back and called Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng was sitting on the sofa now and had been looking at the documents on the table since Sheng Mian left.
I didn't read a single word, I just felt unspeakably irritated.
"Yancheng, where are you?"
"hotel."
His tone was light.
Fu Qiuya suddenly had a bad premonition and came to his room immediately.
Fu Yancheng was dressed very impressively, his posture was cold, and he had documents in front of him. He didn't look like someone who could make a woman look like that.
The marks on Shengmian's neck were very obvious, and with so many of them exposed, there were probably more places that couldn't be seen.
Fu Qiuya looked at Fu Yancheng. Even when he was with his family, he didn't talk too much. He had a strong aura since he was a child.
At this moment, there was a light red under his eyes, as if he had experienced something pleasant last night.
"Auntie, is something wrong?"
Fu Qiuya took a look at the living room of this room, but didn't see anything unusual.
She didn't go to the bathroom either. After all, it was Fu Yancheng's private place. He had been mysophobic since he was a child and didn't like sharing things with others.
"I just met Penny."
Fu Yancheng's eyes narrowed and he said nothing.
Fu Qiuya continued, "She can't walk steadily. We are both women. I know very well what happened to her. I don't want this person to be you. Yancheng, you are not such a person."
Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows, and a rare smile appeared in his deep eyes.
This face is still astonishing, but the aura it exudes cannot be looked directly at.
"Auntie, what kind of person do you think I am?"
Fu Qiuya frowned, she really wasn't sure about this.
Fu Yancheng treats everything indifferently, because before Fu Xingzhou was still there, the older one was too outstanding, and the younger one would inevitably be ignored to a certain extent.
So no matter what he does, almost no one can stop him.
All in all, Fu Yancheng didn't stay in the Fu family for long, but he grew up beside Mr. Fu.
Before he retired, the old man often liked to take people to the army. I heard that Fu Yancheng almost made great achievements when he was about twelve years old.
But the old man didn't want him to be targeted. After all, someone from the Fu family was already serving the superiors, so the credit was given to others.
People who have done great deeds have no idea whether they are dead or alive before they do it.
But at that time, he was old enough that he was not afraid of death.
It's reasonable for the old man to like him. When the old man fought with others in the army, his energy was similar to Fu Yancheng's.
Fu Qiuya couldn't answer, but he guessed that the marks on Sheng Mian's body were caused by him.
He made no secret of it.
"Auntie, I can handle my own affairs."
His voice was as cold as jade, and he was sorting out the documents in his hands nonchalantly.
"I don't want anyone to interfere."
The implication is that neither can you.
For the first time, Fu Qiuya realized deeply that he was uncontrollable.
"And she and I are just making a deal. Once the deal is over, we won't see each other again."
Fu Qiuya breathed a sigh of relief, it was best this way.
"Yancheng, I won't interfere either. I didn't want to control you. I'm just worried that she, a married woman, is with you and may be interested in your money."
Fu Yancheng lowered her eyelashes. She didn't even look at the 200 million bracelet. How could she be interested in his money?
Now I am willing to go to bed with him only because there are four times left.
And she had always kept her promise and not been pretentious in this regard, so even if she was tortured to death by him, she would grit her teeth and remain silent.
He hoped that she was interested in money.
This chapter has been completed!