Sheng Mian's body moved, and it seemed that she was not asleep.
Fu Yancheng threw the bag in his hand directly in front of her, "See for yourself what you want."
His tone was calm, he sat back in front of the computer and continued working.
At this time, the painkillers took effect, and the severe pain finally passed.
When Sheng Mian opened the bag and saw the Anxin pants, she was a little surprised that Fu Yancheng would buy these.
Her pants are all dirty now and she really needs this the most.
"Mr. Fu, can you give me a pair of your pants?"
Fu Yancheng froze and was about to say, don't push yourself too far!
But when I looked up and saw her sweaty little face and weak expression, I was immediately discouraged. Why bother with a patient?
He walked to the bedroom, opened the cabinet, took out a new pair of suit pants, and threw it to her.
Sheng Mian herself was a little embarrassed, but she had to clean up her body, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable.
She went to the bathroom.
But Fu Yancheng's mysophobia broke out at this moment, and he stood up suddenly.
"You want to use my bathroom?"
Sheng Mian nodded with a pale face.
His eyebrows twitched unbearably, and he quickly called the front desk to ask if anyone was in the other room on the top floor.
When he was told that someone was there, his face darkened again.
Sheng Mian had already walked to the bathroom door minding her own business. For some reason, she felt a little relieved when she saw Fu Yancheng's deflated expression.
Fu Yancheng followed her with a sinister tone.
"Go back now and I'll have someone come pick you up. You can't use the bathroom."
Sheng Mian looked up at him and suddenly asked seriously, "Why not? Mr. Fu even pulled me in to do it before."
Hold!
Fu Yancheng's scalp was numb, and he was obviously shocked by the news.
But what Sheng Mian said next made his expression change even more.
"Mr. Fu also said that he likes me and is willing to be my lover."
"You fart!"
Fu Yancheng retorted without hesitation.
Sheng Mian caught a glimpse of the disgusted expression on his face, as if he had eaten a fly, and felt both pain and pleasure in his heart.
While he was in a daze, she entered the bathroom.
She was so weak that she sat in front of the bathtub and waited for a long time before turning on the shower.
Fu Yancheng patted the door.
"Penny, come out!"
Thinking of his bathroom being used by someone, he got goosebumps all over his body and found it unbearable.
But the door has been locked.
Sheng Mian cleaned herself up inside, took off her pants, threw them into the trash can, and tied the bag of the trash can.
After cleaning up and coming out, she saw Fu Yancheng returning to the sofa and continuing to work.
She quickly approached and put away the suit she had just used as a seat cushion.
"Mr. Fu, let me take it back and wash it for you."
"If it's dirty, throw it away."
He didn't bother to raise his head to look at her, as if she wasn't even attracted by a few strings of data.
Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes and actually threw the suit into the trash can.
Fu Yancheng finally looked up and saw that she was wearing her own trousers. Because her waist was too big, she had tied them tightly with a tie she found somewhere, so the top of her trousers was full of wrinkles.
Her clothes were still hers, a little wet, but her face looked much better than the lifeless state just now.
He breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, "You're fine now, go back."
Sheng Mian nodded, and when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but give a warning.
"Qi Shen is the person Mr. Fu trusts the most."
If he continues to be like this and doesn't trust anyone, the people from the Fu family will continue to deal with him, and they will be unable to defeat him with two fists.
Now those people are taking advantage of his loss of memory to try their best to use their dirty tricks.
I was sure that Fu Yancheng would not tell the old man about this.
Fu Yancheng didn't even raise his head, and his tone remained emotionless, "You don't need to worry about these things, Penny. I have fired you. No matter what relationship I had with you before, it is gone now. Don't dwell on it."
Sheng Mian suddenly fell silent, she was not thinking about it.
After opening the door and walking out, Fu Yancheng stopped his fingers.
There was a bunch of garbled characters on the computer screen, and the calmness just now was just fake.
When she walked out wearing her pants and looking weak, her eyes were bright.
Just now through the frosted glass, her movements could almost be seen clearly.
Although he resisted and didn't look too much, the sound of trickling water still made him feel a little more charming.
I kept thinking about what she said and did it in the bathroom...
Lin Jing said that he put the person on the desk and kissed her, and now the woman told him that they had done it in the bathroom.
His head hurt so much that when he was just thinking about it, his cell phone rang at this moment.
It was his uncle Fu Changmin calling.
"Yancheng, are you feeling better recently?"
Fu Yancheng didn't say anything. He chuckled after a few seconds and said, "Excuse me, uncle, I'm very fine."
Fu Changmin's son Fu Lin was made to look like a human and a ghost by Fu Yancheng. He had long hated him for a long time. Now that he knew that he had lost his memory, he was secretly proud that the time for his revenge had come.
"I heard that you recently got close to a young designer?"
Fu Yancheng's eyebrows furrowed, and then he continued to speak.
"I want to invite the young designer to my house for tea. I don't know if you can come to Yancheng. A woman who has tasted it so many times must taste good. It makes uncle and I feel a little distraught."