It wouldn't be surprising at all if this happened to other men.
But it is rumored that Fu Yancheng is protecting Bai Yueguang like a jade. Who is he cheating on?
Obviously, Sheng Mian didn't think of herself for the time being.
After all, she knew she was his wife, so it didn't count as cheating.
This is a legally recognized relationship.
Fu Yancheng saw the shocked look on her face, and for some reason, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
"Well, cheating."
Although Sheng Mian doesn't pay much attention to other people's gossip, she is still willing to listen to it if it is her husband's gossip.
However, since Fu Yancheng was still her customer for the time being, she didn't dare to show it too obviously, lest she cause others displeasure.
"It makes Mr. Fu farther away, but I'm curious about what that woman looks like."
After saying that, she suddenly remembered something and her scalp felt numb.
This cheating partner...
Could it be her?
Fu Yancheng was whipped because of her?
She thought of Fu Qiuya. After all, it was the Fu family's old house that Fu Qiuya returned to with Fu Yancheng.
If Fu Qiuya said a few words in front of the old man and made him think that Fu Yancheng was messing around outside, then this whipping really had something to do with her.
When Fu Yancheng saw her face, he knew she had reacted.
She is very shrewd in dealing with people, but rarely confused when it comes to matters between men and women.
Sheng Mian suddenly became restless and felt more and more that he had to hide his identity.
Fu Yancheng suffered such a serious injury this time, and it would take about a month for the scars to form. If he knew that he was cheating on his wife in name only, and it was the Mianmian in the old man's mouth, I don't know how aggrieved he would be.
No matter how good-tempered he is, he will probably settle the score later.
Sheng Mian originally didn't want to stay and take care of others. After all, it was too easy for ambiguity to arise in such solitude, not to mention that this was still in a hotel.
But now that she knows the origin of this whipping, it turns out that she is the culprit, and she cannot leave now no matter what.
Moreover, the glass of spiked wine that night came from the Sheng family, so Fu Yancheng looked innocent.
"Mr. Fu, let me stay tonight."
After saying this, she felt that the atmosphere here was more subtle.
Fu Yancheng's gaze fell on her, it was light, cool, and a little complicated.
"A married woman is alone with a man in a hotel. Does your husband really not mind at all?"
Who is this husband? He can be so tolerant.
Sheng Mian immediately took out her cell phone and called Xu Lue.
To act, you have to do the whole thing.
"Hey, Xu Lue, Mr. Fu who helped me before is injured. I'll stay here to take care of him tonight. Don't worry, I'll be back early tomorrow morning."
Her voice was very gentle, and she looked like a happily married woman.
When Xu Lue received the call, he was helping his sister with a leg disability to do her homework.
Upon hearing her words, the radar instantly buzzed.
"Okay, then please pay attention to your safety and I will pick you up tomorrow."
Sheng Mian thought of something and nodded.
Tomorrow happens to be Saturday. Since Xu Lue said so, he definitely doesn't have to be busy.
As long as she and Fu Yancheng leave the hotel together, Fu Yancheng will definitely see Xu Lue, and then this person's suspicion will be completely dispelled.
Fu Yancheng frowned when he saw her singing along with the person on the phone.
Do you really have a husband?
Sheng Mian hung up the phone with a relaxed expression on her face.
"My husband has already agreed, Mr. Fu."
Fu Yancheng said nothing, feeling suddenly depressed.
It must be that the windows in the house are not open, so I feel a little out of breath.
He stood up, feeling a sense of indifference lingering around him.
"No, go back, don't let your husband worry."
Sheng Mian always felt that the conversation between the two at this moment was a bit strange, but he still gritted his teeth.
"Mr. Fu, I'm sleeping on the sofa. If you need something in the middle of the night, you can call me."
The conversation had reached this point, and she had just made a phone call. Fu Yancheng didn't want to continue this topic with her at the moment, so he went directly into the room.
