Shen Sheng smiled at Sheng Mian with a very light tone.
"I was just joking, I'm still willing to help."
Sheng Mian had a piece of steak stuffed into her mouth and sat back.
She chewed slowly.
Shen Sheng really admired her for being able to stand firm under Fu Yancheng's pressure.
Xiao Chuqing, who was standing next to Fu Yancheng, felt that the pressure was a little too much, and she shouted in fear, "Yancheng?"
Fu Yancheng's fingertips hanging on one side stiffened, then slowly relaxed.
It turns out she is this kind of woman.
It turns out that Wen Sihe was right. He has a low sense of morality. If you can play with him, you can play with others.
At this moment, I felt a little relieved, but also a little unwilling.
She didn't like him, otherwise she wouldn't want to kiss Shen Sheng.
Recalling the previous truth or dare, it seemed that she was going to kiss Shen Sheng at the beginning.
He didn't speak, just gave her a cold look and walked away.
Xiao Chuqing did not catch up immediately, but gave Sheng Mian a fierce look, and then said: "You are really cheap, just casually hooking up with men outside."
After saying that, she hurried to chase Fu Yancheng.
Sheng Mian looked at these things in front of him and suddenly lost his appetite.
Shen Sheng, who was sitting opposite, slowly swayed the wine glass in his hand, his eyebrows a little disappointed.
"Penny, did you just see him coming?"
Sheng Mian said nothing.
Shen Sheng pointed to the spoon standing on the side. The spoon could reflect the person walking in the distance, so she must have seen it.
That's why I really wanted to kiss him.
Do you want to see Fu Yancheng's reaction?
"If I hadn't stopped you just now, would you really have kissed me?"
"possible?"
Shen Sheng was silent, regretting that he had just stopped her and should have kissed her in front of Fu Yancheng.
But obviously the best opportunity was missed.
He drank the wine in his hand.
Sheng Mian glanced at him apologetically, "Sorry."
Shen Sheng smiled, and there was a bit of bitterness in the smile.
It really feels bitter.
When did he actually become a tool for others to test a man?
"I promise to cooperate with you, but after it's done, you can paint two paintings for me. Isn't that too much?"
"That's not too much at all, Mr. Shen, thank you."
"Don't rush to agree. I asked you to draw it. I asked you to draw it, so you have to draw it. I will decide the place."
"no problem."
After finishing the meal, Sheng Mian and Shen Sheng separated.
On the other side, Xiao Chuqing followed Fu Yancheng into the car.
"I really didn't expect Penny to be that kind of woman. She went out to eat alone with Shen Sheng, and even kissed Shen Sheng. She was really good at playing, and you couldn't tell at all."
"I don't know how many husbands in her family have worn cuckolds. It's pitiful."
Fu Yancheng's hands were holding the steering wheel, and a trace of indifference flashed across his brows.
"Chu Qing, I have to work overtime. You can go back by yourself."
Xiao Chuqing suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She had been pestering him to come over for dinner tonight, but now she also wanted to pester him and ask him to send her back.
This way she can take more photos and post them on WeChat Moments to save her face.
But thinking that I had taken enough photos just now, although I didn't dare to take pictures of Fu Yancheng himself, I could send some suggestive words.
"Okay, Yancheng, then I won't disturb your work."
Fu Yancheng was sitting alone in the car. Thinking of the scene where Sheng Mian got up to kiss Shen Sheng just now, darkness surged in his eyes.
The breath on his body was very cold, he lit a cigarette and pursed his lips tightly.
The blisters on her fingers had not healed yet, and I remembered her lowering her head and carefully wiping the ointment.
As a result, he went out to hook up with Shen Sheng now.
I really owe it.
He pulled off his tie irritably and licked his dry lips. At this moment, he still looked like he was repelling people thousands of miles away.
All the dusty desires were stirred up, and the flowers on the high mountain seemed to be dyed with the fireworks of the world.
Then he saw Sheng Mian coming out alone and about to get in the car.
He sneered and sent her a message.
【come over.】
Afraid that she wouldn't know his location, he honked the horn twice.
The lights where he parked were dim, but when the car lights flashed, he stood out.
Sheng Mian saw it and hesitated for a minute before slowly walking over.
She saw the man standing calmly beside the car, so dignified, and the straight bridge of his nose was so cold that people didn't dare to approach him. Even his raised thin lips were filled with a bit of chill.
But the buttons on his collar were open, exposing his collarbone, and this indifferent gesture had a casual air.
"Mr. Fu."
She shouted obediently.
It was only at this moment that Fu Yancheng realized that she was actually not that well-behaved, and that the thorns on her body were soft.
When I don't provoke her, those words lie dormant.
But if she feels uncomfortable, the thorns will become sharp and stand up.
At this moment, she looked at him with a hint of indifference.
It was as if the previous nights had left no trace in her heart.
Maybe her husband, even the playboy Shen Sheng, is more important than him.