Sheng Mian didn't expect any reaction from Fu Yancheng. After sending this message, she went to take a shower.
When I got dressed and came out, I saw that 100,000 yuan had been refunded, but Fu Yancheng said nothing.
Sheng Mian frowned, did this mean she didn't want to compensate?
Although she knew that Fu Yancheng was not short of money, he seemed to be very cold towards her.
To be precise, they are very indifferent to each other, and their friendship is not worth 100,000 yuan.
Moreover, she couldn't fathom Fu Yancheng's thoughts, and the meal she had with him was still fresh in her memory.
She simply took a photo of the broken area of the umbrella and sent it to him.
Then she urged the intermediary, hoping to urge the bank to allocate funds as soon as possible and move out of Shanxiao as soon as possible, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid him all the time.
Once Fu Yancheng knows her identity tomorrow night, he will probably be eager and disgusted to hope that she leaves as soon as possible.
She has to be self-aware.
When Fu Yancheng saw this photo, he had just finished wiping his hair.
He only replied one word.
【Um.】
[Mr. Fu doesn’t want me to pay money?]
【Um.】
Realizing his coldness, Sheng Mian did not continue to ask this question.
【Thanks.】
The conversation was so dull and boring that she simply put the phone aside and stopped replying.
Fu Yancheng opened the computer next to him and began to read and modify a new batch of documents until his eyes touched the gift box on the table, which was given to him by his grandfather, saying it was a gift for Shengmian.
Fu Yancheng frowned, stood up and walked out with the gift box.
Liu Qiong was still wiping the decorations in the villa at this moment. When she saw him coming out, she quickly put down the handkerchief in her hand.
"Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"
She did not dare to neglect this person, lest Miss Sheng be embarrassed by Miss Bai again.
"Is she back?"
Fu Yancheng's eyes fell on the bedroom at the end of the corridor.
"without."
"Leave this to her."
His tone was calm, and he obviously didn't want to talk too much.
Liu Qiong waved her hand quickly, "This looks very expensive at first glance. How about Mr. Fu, please put it in Miss Sheng's bedroom and tell her that the old man asked you to hand it over after all. I..."
Fu Yancheng had no need to embarrass a servant, so he walked directly to Sheng Mian's bedroom.
When I opened the door and walked in, a familiar scent came from inside.
It has a very refreshing smell, not a perfume, but probably a shower gel.
The room was very tidy. He walked to the bedside table and just about to put the gift box down, he saw a book on it, which was related to painting.
Fu Yancheng was a double major, and the second degree was indeed related to art, so he reached out and took the book to read.
Sheng Mian has a habit of buying books, which is to write her name and current nickname on the second page of the book.
As long as Fu Yancheng opens it, he will see the word penny.
His slender fingertips landed on the edge of the cover, and just as he was about to turn the page, his eyes fell on the bedside table.
Under the book, something appeared.
A silver thing that looks like a man's private part.
It makes no sense for Fu Yancheng not to think too much about this look.
He frowned, put the book down, and subconsciously straightened his fingertips.
Without looking at the thing again, he turned around and strode out.
Fu Yancheng felt a little embarrassed and angry for the first time.
After exiting the bedroom door, he saw Liu Qiong outside.
Just as Liu Qiong was about to ask, Fu Yancheng strode past her.
She was stunned, but couldn't say anything, so she closed the bedroom door carefully.
Fu Yancheng returned to his master bedroom and drank a glass of water before suppressing his embarrassment.