Sheng Mian stayed here for two hours and verbally agreed to Wen Zhao's request to come to s.m.
She had been observing the acting actors around her, but for the time being she couldn't find anyone who caught her eye. Then she discovered Wen Sihe.
Wen Sihe was seriously discussing something with the director. After it was over, he came to her side.
"Penny, are you leaving?"
Sheng Mian nodded, and the two of them walked out of the set together, and stopped in front of Wen Sihe's car. Wen Sihe asked, "Yancheng hasn't come to see you recently. You've been with him for so long, are you really not attracted to him at all?"
Heartbeat?
Sheng Mian thought about this problem at first, but now she has woken up.
Maybe I was really shaken, but it was just because of the excitement he gave me.
"I've never been heartbroken. I know my relationship with Mr. Fu very well."
Wen Sihe glanced inside the car and smiled, "Don't you like him at all?"
"Mr. Wen, I have no habit of self-abuse."
Her tone was calm, and she took out her phone and checked the time.
"I have something to do later, so I won't talk anymore. Goodbye."
Wen Sihe nodded, and after she left, the car window in front of him slowly lowered, and Fu Yancheng sat inside.
The car window was opened just a crack, and Fu Yancheng heard every word of what Sheng Mian said.
Every word is like a knife.
He felt that at that moment, something sharp pierced directly into the deepest part of his heart.
According to his pride, he should have opened the car door and asked her a few questions.
Since you are not moved, why do you scream so passionately every time you make love to him?
Why do you always feel weak in your legs and look at him with eyes that make you want to hook up?
But he didn't show anything, he just lowered his head and looked at the documents, as if he was indifferent to her words.
Wen Sihe stood outside the window with a half-smile on his face.
"Penny is much calmer than other women."
"Um."
"Not angry?"
"No need."
Wen Sihe also got into the car, with Qi Shen driving in front.
He continued in a serious tone, "As I said before, if you really like her, just fall in love with her and pay her compensation if you break up. After all, you are about to get divorced in about a month and a half."
Fu Yancheng held the pen and reviewed the document. When he heard this, his face showed no expression.
"Do you think I have to be her? I've made it clear to her before. It's just an adult's game. If she takes it seriously, I'll only find it troublesome."
Seeing that he refused to admit it, Wen Sihe raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.
After Sheng Mian left here, she went to the Sheng family villa.
As soon as he reached the second floor, he saw a basin of bloody water being brought out from Sheng Zhong's room.
The servant was shocked when he saw her, "Miss Sheng."
Although Sheng Mian knew very well that Sheng Zhong didn't have much time left, but seeing this scene with his own eyes still made her feel heart-wrenching and uncomfortable.
She put her fingertips on the doorknob, thought about it, and pushed the door open.
Sheng Zhong's hoarse coughing sound came from inside.
He sat at the head of the bed and lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Sheng Mian's steps froze, and suddenly he couldn't remember the high-spirited look he had back then.
"Mianmian."
Sheng Zhong raised his gray eyes to look at her, but now there was no light in his eyes.
Sheng Mian squeezed her hands tightly to prevent herself from losing control.
"dad."
She shouted and saw there were many tissues in the spittoon next to her, "How do you feel?"
Sheng Zhong has difficulty speaking now.
"I may not last more than half a month."
The tip of Sheng Mian's nose felt sore when she heard him continue slowly, "I was the one who was sorry for what happened in the past."
"Dad, the whereabouts of that child have not been found. I don't have that much ability now. I'm sorry for you."
"From now on... just tell me on the grave... from now on. If you leave today, don't come to see me. I look like this and you feel terrible just looking at it. You go
...Go and book a cemetery for me, everyone is mortal."
Sheng Mian sat in silence for a long time and then said: "Fu Yancheng and I will divorce in one and a half months."
"Okay, okay, you don't love him."
Sheng Zhong had no energy every day, and he could only hold on to the few words he just said. He suddenly looked outside in a daze, and his voice became ethereal.
"When I was still running a roadside stall, you had a small bed of about one square meter under the stall. I was bargaining with the customers, and Mu Yan squatted down to take care of you. At that time, the lights on the roadside were not very bright, so you
Once he starts crying, the customer will impatiently leave and has to be coaxed by us."
Sheng Mian couldn't stand listening anymore and quickly patted his back, worried that his sudden energy was due to his return to the past.
"Dad, you should rest first."
Sheng Zhong was indeed tired, and his lips turned white, "My cemetery is in the imperial capital. I have no shame in going to You County to see Mu Yan."
"Okay, in the imperial capital, I will choose later."
"Um."
He closed his eyes.
Sheng Mian's eyes were red and she stretched out her fingertips and moved them to his nose tremblingly.
There is still a faint breath, but it is too weak, so weak that it seems to disappear at any time.