Bai Qiu didn't expect that Sheng Mian would dare to do such a thing, and his eyes flashed with disdain.
"As expected of someone who came from a small family."
"It's better to let her suffer, so as not to be arrogant by the old man and think that he can do whatever he wants in the Fu family."
The two of them drank tea and ate fruit comfortably in the villa.
And Shengmian was kneeling in the yard, kneeling in the sun. The sun was shining brightly at the moment, and the floor under his feet was hot. The thin cloth directly burned his knees.
Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
The weather in September happens to be the hottest time. The outdoor temperature is as high as 30 degrees, and the surface temperature is close to 60 degrees.
Sheng Mian knelt for two hours, and all the blood on his face disappeared.
In the end, Yao Rong was worried that if she really fainted, the old man would be involved and there would be another quarrel.
So when I came out and saw Shengmian crumbling, I frowned.
"You can go back now, remember it for yourself, and don't say things you shouldn't say."
This is a slap on her face, don't talk too much in front of Mr. Fu.
Sheng Mian slowly stood up, but because she had been kneeling for too long, her legs were numb and she almost fell down.
She really has a long memory, so she shouldn't give away such a good painting.
"Okay, old lady."
She turned around to leave, but Yao Rong gave the servant a look. The servant understood and directly grabbed the painting in her hand.
With a "stab" sound, the painting was torn into two pieces.
Sheng Mian's pupils shrank and she looked at this scene in disbelief.
The old lady was still holding the tea cup in her hand, and her posture was still noble.
"Even if you are eager to please me, it's useless. Yancheng will not look down on you after all."
Sheng Mian's lips trembled, and her tone suddenly became stern.
"Old lady."
She took the painting from the servant's hand and saw that it had been completely torn into two pieces, and her heart was bleeding.
Master prepared this painting very carefully.
She rolled the painting carefully and took a deep breath.
"You don't have to worry about this. It just so happens that I don't like your grandson either. I shouldn't come here today to make both of us uncomfortable. In this case, the old lady doesn't need to call me over anymore. Say goodbye."
Yao Rong thought she heard wrongly and stared in disbelief.
But Sheng Mian didn't give her a chance to react and walked straight out.
"Bang!"
The tea cup in her hand fell to the ground. The old lady patted her chest a few times before asking the servant beside her tremblingly.
"What did she just say?"
The servant was also a little surprised, but he did not dare to repeat Sheng Mian's words and just lowered his head in fear.
The old lady was completely angry now.
"With such an appearance! Such a style, how can you deserve to be admitted to my Fu family!"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became and turned around.
"No, I'm going to call Yancheng and ask him to divorce as soon as possible!"
Fu Yancheng was waiting for the traffic light on the side of the road when he received the call.
He was very busy this week, and from time to time he would think of the ring he wore that day, and how he was scolded.
His eyes were cold. He raised his eyes to look out the window and saw Sheng Mian.
Sheng Mian parked the car aside at this moment.
After driving away from the Fu family, she had been suppressing her emotions.
Now that she found a quiet place, she finally stopped the car and sat on a chair nearby.
But her stomach was churning, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but lay aside, wanting to vomit but couldn't.
It's simply uncomfortable.
Fu Yancheng originally didn't want to talk to her, but when he saw her action, his long fingers holding the document tightened immediately.
Speaking of which, after the two had sex in the villa, she forgot when she woke up. Did she take birth control pills that time?