Wen Sihe felt puzzled as to what kind of magic power Sheng Mian had, which made Fu Yancheng so confused, and now he was still speaking for her in the face of irrefutable evidence.
And he could see that if he continued to speak ill of Sheng Mian, his brothers would probably not be able to do anything in the future.
He had no choice but to give up and put down the wine glass in his hand with a smile.
"Why didn't I see before that you are still a love brain?"
Fu Yancheng ignored him and was now with Sheng Mian. A layer of pink bubbles appeared around him visibly.
A scumbag like Wen Sihe who had never been in love was allergic to love, so he pushed her away in disgust.
"Sit further away, I can't smell the sour smell of love."
Fu Yancheng chuckled, thinking of Sheng Mian, his fingertips were overflowing with sweetness.
"You are jealous."
"Jealous that you have someone to take care of you now? Or jealous that you will get half of your property in the future? Even if I die, I, Wen Sihe, will not fall in love with anyone. It's so fun to date women now. We can take advantage of each other and no one has to be responsible for the other."
Wen Sihe poured himself wine and sneered at Fu Yancheng.
"And who knows whether you two can make it to the end. If you were really destined to be together, you wouldn't have divorced at the beginning. Besides, strictly speaking, she deceived you into getting divorced. You are willing to be her mistress. Really
If you know she is your wife, are you still willing to sign?"
This sentence touched Fu Yancheng's most secret thoughts.
He stopped talking.
Wen Sihe also knew that he was stepping on someone else's toes, so he immediately changed the subject.
"Hey, let's not talk about it. Blessings. After all, it's not easy to find a woman you want to have sex with all the time. Like me, I get tired of having sex three times."
When he said this, he did not control his tone, so that several second-generation ancestors around him heard it, and many people began to sigh and raise their middle fingers.
Isn’t this the dream of most men? You can sleep with someone beautiful without having to take any responsibility.
It's just that most men don't dare to say it.
Is Wen Sihe showing off?
Wen Sihe poured himself another glass of wine and curved the corners of his mouth.
"To be honest, the woman who can tie me up has probably not been born yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. He frowned and pressed the answer button.
After hearing the content clearly, his face suddenly darkened.
"What do you mean? This role needs to be recast? I'll be right over!"
After saying that, he stood up and patted Fu Yancheng on the shoulder.
"There's something wrong with the new drama I'm preparing to film. By the way, Xie Feng didn't come over tonight. He said he hit someone else's car."
Once he left, no one else dared to come over and talk to Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng stayed for a few minutes before getting up and leaving the box.
As soon as he walked into the corridor, he saw Shen Sheng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. When Shen Sheng saw him, he wanted to come over with his fist.
"Fu Yancheng, in terms of insidiousness, you have to be the one. I didn't even know what information my dad had."
The reason why I haven't seen Shen Sheng during this period of time is because he has been settling things caused by his father abroad.
Shen Tang is a scumbag. He has an illegitimate child abroad. If the illegitimate child returns to China, he will definitely divide the family property with Shen Sheng.
When Shen Sheng learned the news, he immediately went abroad to deal with it.
Unexpectedly, the woman who gave birth to Shen Tang's son was not a waste of money. Both parties exhausted their energy, so he sent her away. But when he returned home, he heard that Fu Yancheng and Sheng Mian were together?
It's really funny.
Fu Yancheng lowered his head and lit a cigarette without hesitation, with a smile on his face.
"What you are saying is all caused by your father. I asked someone to tell you so that you would not be divided from your property. You should thank me."
As Shen Sheng approached, there was no smile at all on his always smiling face.
"I should thank you. If someone hadn't been advising that woman behind her back, I should have been able to come back earlier."
"Is it useful if you come back early? Mianmian has a mysophobia when it comes to relationships. You don't know how many people you've slept with. How can she like you?"
Shen Sheng's fist hanging on his side tightened again and again, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just pushed the door open and went in.
Fu Yancheng did this covertly, so he didn't need to do it himself. He could just make a phone call and ask others to do it.
He flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingertips, his eyebrows heavy.
Shen Sheng is serious.
He suddenly felt a little irritable. They had only been together for a few days, but he already felt that there was a crisis everywhere.