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Chapter 582 Once the seeds of resentment are planted

Thinking of the affair he told me about that day in the underground garage.

Don't tell me, she really has the illusion that she is having an affair with her boss.

Moreover, this boss also used some means to transfer his husband away.

But why did Fu Yancheng do this?

Sheng Mian would not think that Fu Yancheng fell in love with him immediately because he was too charming.

After all, in his position, he has seen too many women of all kinds.

The most important thing is that no one in the imperial capital knows that he only recognizes Xiao Chuqing as his girlfriend.

Even in order to resist the original engagement, he did not hesitate to leave everything here and go to Wall Street to work alone.

Would such a person like me?

Sheng Mian found it funny. Sometimes women are too confident and easily make jokes.

Because of her knee injury, she was also a little dizzy, so when she sat down, she moved very slowly.

Since there were only two people in the house and a dog snoring on the balcony, she felt that the time was a bit difficult, so she turned on the TV.

The result is so good that the TV series starring Wen Zhao is being played.

Fu Yancheng's eyebrows raised slightly.

Sheng Mian quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

In the afternoon, I knelt down and was sweating all over. I hadn't taken a shower yet, so I felt uncomfortable.

Making this excuse, she entered the bathroom.

Fu Yancheng reminded her, "Don't touch the wound."

Then he handed her the shorts he brought from the hotel.

Sheng Mian went to find another piece of clothing to wear at home.

When she came out of the bath, she felt her knees were more swollen, while Fu Yancheng was processing emails on the computer.

Sheng Mian was a little surprised, thinking he had already left.

How long does he plan to stay?

She glanced at her phone and saw that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, so she should have dinner.

"Mr. Fu, are you hungry?"

Although Sheng Mian can cook, she does not cook easily. She usually orders takeout for convenience.

But with Fu Yancheng here, she was worried that this person wouldn't be used to those takeaways.

Fu Yancheng took a look at her knees. There were red marks on both sides, and the peeling looked a bit serious.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Sheng Mian was also a little confused. Could it be that he wanted to do it for the fifth time?

But her knees hurt.

Fu Yancheng saw her frowning and opened the drawer on the side.

"Is there any ointment at home?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell silent.

Because there are two marriage certificates in the cabinet.

Sheng Mian was a little anxious for a moment. After Fu Yancheng went abroad, even if he was not present, the old man had great powers to obtain the marriage certificate.

It was impossible for Fu Yancheng to take such a thing, so she had the marriage certificate in her hand.

And she never thought of keeping this thing properly. The last time she took a look at it, she just threw it into the drawer.

She stood up hurriedly, took the two marriage certificates, went to her bedroom, found a hidden place to hide, and then came to the living room.

But Fu Yancheng kept that posture without moving. Seeing her marriage certificate, the feeling that she was married became more real.

Wen Sihe had previously analyzed with him that she might be lying because she didn't even wear a wedding ring.

After all, beautiful women will have less trouble in the workplace if they remain married.

But on the other hand, you cannot reap the benefits of being single.

Sheng Mian has always relied on her own strength in her career as an interior designer, so there is no need to reap any bonuses.

Fu Yancheng slowly closed the drawer, and then thought about the scene where she was desperately looking for the wedding ring last week, and her heart suddenly became stuffy.

It happened that Wen Zhao's TV series was still playing on the TV, and the suffocation was heightened to the maximum in an instant.

After Sheng Mian came out, I asked him.

"I ordered a takeaway, but I don't know if it suits your taste, Mr. Fu."

Because Fu Yancheng was here, this was the first time she ordered takeout that cost thousands.

I have never had such luxury.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yancheng pulled the person onto his lap and sat down.

Sheng Mian pushed, "My knee hurts."

His kiss was a little messy.

"It's okay, just stand."


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