Sheng Mian raised his eyebrows, with a hint of gossip in his eyes.
But Fu Yancheng certainly didn't want others to pry into any of his privacy, so he pressed the screen.
But Xiao Chuqing sent another one.
[Xiaoxuan said you are married. I want to thank your wife for taking care of you when I was away.]
This is really enough green tea.
Sheng Mian didn't care about Fu Yancheng, but women were born with a keen sense of smell for things like green tea and white lotus.
And most people don't like people of the same sex, but men are just the opposite.
It turns out that this is the type Fu Yancheng likes.
This thought passed through her mind, and she didn't pay much attention to it. She dutifully took the keys and mobile phone, and pressed the button for the elevator going down.
Fu Yancheng was in the hall at the moment. Seeing that Sheng Mian hadn't come down yet, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to wait.
When I fell asleep, I didn't see anyone else for a while because there were several large columns in the middle.
In addition, Fu Yancheng's cell phone was in her hand, so she had no choice but to walk out habitually.
And because Fu Yancheng's eyes fell outside the window for a moment, he didn't see Sheng Mian who had exited the elevator.
After waiting on the spot for ten minutes, he became impatient and planned to go up by himself.
But as soon as the elevator door opened, he saw Sheng Weiyuan inside.
Sheng Weiyuan didn't know how to hide her admiration for him, her eyes were full of surprise and her cheeks were red with excitement.
Fu Yancheng didn't like this naked look, so his face darkened.
Sheng Weiyuan originally wanted to go out, because Sheng Zhong said she was hungry. She had recovered a little, so she wanted to come down to get food.
Mainly, I didn’t want to stay in the ward and listen to Sheng Zhong’s nagging about Sheng Mian.
She never expected that God would give her an unexpected surprise.
So when she was supposed to go out, her steps seemed to have taken root and she still stood in the elevator without moving.
Fu Yancheng frowned, "Aren't you going out?"
In Fu Yancheng's eyes, Sheng Weiyuan was his wife Sheng Mian, and this tone seemed to be addressing a stranger.
Sheng Weiyuan's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he approached cautiously.
"Mr. Fu, I would like to treat you to a meal, is that okay?"
She wanted to be closer to him. Even breathing the same air with him at this moment made her feel happy.
In the past, she could only watch from a distance.
Now I finally walked towards him step by step.
Fu Yancheng just felt bored. Fortunately, the elevator arrived at this time and he stepped out.
But when he arrived at the place where he had just bandaged his wound, the buildings were deserted, and there was no sign of sleeping anywhere.
In addition, there was Sheng Weiyuan behind him, and the aura on his body was even colder, which made people stay away.
Returning to the elevator, he quickly pressed the button to close it.
Sheng Weiyuan knew that being so straightforward would only annoy him, but by putting herself in the position of a humble admirer, after a long time, the man would only feel sorry for her.
Men have machismo in their hearts, and it is their nature to protect and pity the weak.
She wanted to rely on this fragile skin and helpless and fiery eyes to touch his heart bit by bit.
When Fu Yancheng came out of the elevator, he saw Sheng Mian coming in from the lobby.
Sheng Mian saw him and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Fu, where did you go just now?"
Fu Yancheng rarely gets angry with anyone, let alone a woman.
But every time he met Sheng Mian, he was unlucky, so his tone inevitably became colder, "You have the nerve to say it."
Sheng Mian: “??”
Are you angry?
But she had no idea what she had done wrong.
"I'll take you back."
Fu Yancheng glanced at her coldly and walked out.
Sheng Mian suddenly felt that this was not a customer, but an ancestor.