His eyelashes trembled and he opened the door on the side.
"Go back and have a good sleep tonight. If you encounter anything that cannot be solved in the future, remember to come and discuss it with me."
Sheng Mian was a little confused, thinking that Fu Yancheng would be so angry that he would cut her into pieces tonight.
She got out of the car doubtfully, but another pair of hands wrapped around her waist, and then there was a head on her shoulders, and there was a subtle pleading in his tone.
"Stay away from those men and I will make it up to you."
"I have nothing to do with them."
Fu Yancheng put his forehead on her shoulder, finally showing weakness.
"It doesn't matter if they do. Don't be with them anymore. You have me, don't you?"
Sheng Mian opened her mouth to deny it, but because of his low and hoarse tone, she felt breathless for a moment.
My throat felt like it was being strangled.
After a long time, Fu Yancheng let her go.
"Are you going back to Shanxiao? I'll take you back."
He finally remembered Shan Xiao, the man who had been married to her.
How ironic that we were in that villa with her, but we still didn't recognize the person.
It was only after the divorce that he learned the truth.
Sheng Mian stopped talking. She really wanted to go back to Shanxiao now.
She sat back in the passenger seat silently, not daring to say anything more to offend him. After all, she deceived him first.
The car drove quietly on the road, and no one spoke during this period.
When Shan Xiao stopped, Fu Yancheng still didn't unlock the door, so Sheng Mian couldn't get out.
He turned to look at the house in front of him, and recalled that she once sent him back, but she drove her car to a stop here without telling her the address. At that time, he noticed something strange, but didn't pay attention.
Thinking back on these details now, I feel a bitter taste in my mouth.
Yes, why didn't I find it?
There are obviously so many loopholes.
Could it be that the authorities are obsessed with it?
"Mr. Fu, please unlock the car door."
"Call me Fu Yancheng."
His tone was calm and he opened the car door for her.
After falling asleep, he heard footsteps coming from behind him.
She stopped and turned to look at him.
Fu Yancheng also crossed her to move forward.
"Mr. Fu, this is my home. Do you need me to remind you? This is the pre-marital property given to me by Grandpa Fu. After the divorce, it belongs to me alone."
Fu Yancheng had already reached the door. When he heard these words, he stopped in his tracks, and endless pain surged up.
Sheng Mian stopped caring about him and closed the door mercilessly, almost hitting his nose.
Fu Yancheng knows what it means to be touched by something.
He stood at the door for an hour without ringing the doorbell.
An hour later, he turned around and left.
The news he got tonight was so shocking that even now when he is alone, he still feels an unreal feeling of loneliness.
Until Qi Shen called.
"President, I didn't see you in the box. Have you left?"
"You send your things to Yujingyuan, I'll go back now."
After saying that, he got in the car.
When he returned to Yujingyuan, he couldn't help but think that this was a house designed by Sheng Mian, and he felt even more miserable.
Entering the hall, he sat on the sofa and finally knew what the hairpin was about.
It was given to her by him, but it was left at Fu Mansion.
And at that time, he actually asked his mother to do it neatly.
The more he recalled these details, the more Fu Yancheng's fingertips trembled.
Then he took out the divorce agreement that Sheng Mian had signed. He compared it with the latest piece of paper and found that the handwriting was exactly the same.
No wonder he felt familiar with the handwriting when he saw it outside the Youxian Building.
But because he really didn't care about Sheng Mian's identity, he never thought of it.
He stared blankly at the hairpin in his hand again, and then took out his cell phone and called Bai Qiu for a long time.
Bai Qiu is now a little afraid of his call, after all, he already knows that Sheng Mian is Penny.
"Yancheng."
"Mom, what happened to that child?"
Bai Qiu's tone suddenly became guilty, "That's it, I can't keep it."