She quietly took a deep breath, wrapped her arms around Fu Yancheng's neck, brought her lips together, and kissed him.
But in the few relationships she had, she was always in a passive position and didn't know how to get in.
Fu Yancheng's eyes darkened, and after he realized what he was doing, he pressed her hard against him.
Mainly anti-customer.
After kissing for ten minutes, Sheng Mian was let go, but she did not forget her purpose.
"Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
What little anger there was was completely gone.
Fu Yancheng looked at this face and suddenly spoke.
"I have mysophobia."
"I know."
"Besides your husband and me, has there been any other man?"
"No."
Only then did Fu Yancheng look away with satisfaction. He opened the door on the side and his tone became calmer.
"Let you rest for a week."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu."
Fu Yancheng ignored her and entered the elevator.
Sheng Mian didn't follow.
When the elevator door closed, Fu Yancheng felt like smoking.
The moment she kissed him, he felt clearly that his heart stopped for a moment, and then the beating speed suddenly accelerated.
This feeling is very strange.
He had never experienced it before.
When he returned to the box, Wen Sihe raised his glass and gloated.
"Yancheng, you can't do it so fast?"
No, hurry up, these are simply two of the most striking points about men.
Fu Yancheng gave him one word, "Get lost."
Wen Sihe glanced at his whole body, then took the tissue aside and handed it to him.
Fu Yancheng glanced at him.
Wen Sihe raised his eyebrows, "If you don't mind the lipstick on your lips, you don't have to wear it."
Fu Yancheng took the tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth lightly. Sure enough, a touch of red appeared on the white tissue.
Then I remembered that the lipstick she wore tonight was darker than before.
Xie Feng looked at the two of them with some confusion.
"Did you really have sex with the designer?"
Fu Yancheng held the tissue in his palm and spoke calmly.
"What's up?"
Xie Feng was holding a glass of wine in his hand. He looked gloomy and sneered at this moment.
"She's really good at it. She can even seduce you."
Fu Yancheng said nothing and leaned back when he heard Xie Feng continue to add.
"I don't know how many times I've been fucked by someone, and you don't pick on me."
Wen Sihe was so frightened that he quickly covered the bitch's mouth. He could feel that Fu Yancheng was not tired of playing with Penny just yet.
As soon as the man's protective desire comes up, the two of them can have a direct fight later.
Xie Feng is the type who says whatever he has to say, and he is most likely to get into trouble with his words.
Fu Yancheng's eyebrows turned cold as expected. He raised his eyes and looked at him calmly, "What do you mean?"
Wen Sihe quickly picked up the wine glass.
"Alas, we are all brothers. Don't say such things. Penny is actually quite good. His appearance is at least unique in the circle of the Imperial Capital."
Xie Feng's eyes fell directly on Fu Yancheng, and there was no reason to look at Sihe.
"I admit that her appearance is unique, but I remember that when she got married, no matter how beautiful she was, she was not so beautiful that my brother would rush to be her mistress."
Wen Sihe quickly made amends.
"Oh, what a mistress, what you said is really unpleasant."
Xie Feng and Wen Sihe both thought Fu Yancheng would be angry. The three of them had known each other for so many years and knew Fu Yancheng's temper to some extent.
But Fu Yancheng just picked up the wine on the coffee table.
"It's fine if you say I'm a mistress, but don't say that about her. She has only had two men: me and her husband."
Wen Sihe twitched the corners of his mouth severely.
Xie Feng was speechless. He wanted to curse a few times but didn't know where to start.
Too many flaws.
Xie Feng had a violent temper and was vicious in his attacks. This was the first time that he was choked to the point where he couldn't say a word, and veins were pulsing on his forehead.
Wen Sihe gave a thumbs up.
"The pattern, Yancheng, this is the pattern! This is how we men should be, able to bend and stretch!"
None of the three mentioned Fu Yancheng's wife because that person had no sense of existence.
They are just victims of interest exchange and will be discarded sooner or later.
In a wealthy family, such a woman is no different than a tool and has no thoughts or dignity of her own.
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Sheng Mian was still on the top floor and didn't come down because she found that the elevator couldn't operate at all because she didn't have a card.
For privacy on the top floor, the stairs are also gated.
When Fu Yancheng left, he probably forgot that he had to swipe his card in order for the elevator to start.
Anyway, Sheng Mian is forgotten here now.
She took out her mobile phone and called Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng's cell phone was on silent mode from the moment he entered the Sky Corridor, and he didn't notice anyone calling him.
It wasn't until the end of the show, that is, at eleven o'clock, that he stood up to leave. He glanced at his phone and found three missed calls from Sheng Mian and a text message.
【I don’t have a card...】
Although she didn't show any expression, he felt that she was pitiful.
He lowered his eyelashes, said something to Wen Sihe, and went upstairs.