Chapter 342 It's because you and I are not innocent
Sheng Mian really didn't know that Sheng Zhong called Mr. Fu, so she just felt tired.
Now I heard that Fu Yancheng went to the Sheng family that night and gave the Sheng family power. Now I am even more disgusted with this nominal wife.
Her father was always like this, doing things that made her feel embarrassed.
But Sheng Mian knew very well that if he expressed his dissatisfaction with his father at this time, then Sheng Weiyuan would be the happiest in front of him.
"Oh, I see."
She crossed Sheng Weiyuan and was about to leave.
Sheng Weiyuan froze, unable to believe her reaction like this.
The relationship between this man and Sheng Zhong has always been tense. Now that he knows that Sheng Zhong contacted Mr. Fu without authorization, how can he not complain about Sheng Zhong?
Sheng Weiyuan's health was not very good, and he came here at four o'clock in the morning to wait for a full two hours.
Now seeing Sheng Mian's reaction again, my emotions instantly exploded.
"Sister, Mr. Fu was in this hotel with other women last night."
The reason why she said this was because she expected that Sheng Mian was not with Fu Yancheng.
But Sheng Mian's next words made her chest surge.
"I know, I was in the same room with him last night."
This sentence was light, but it stabbed Sheng Weiyuan like a sharp knife.
Sheng Weiyuan forgot to refute for a moment and stood there in a daze.
Seeing Sheng Mian was about to leave, she was so anxious that she spoke in a panic.
"How could you!"
Realizing that her tone was too harsh, she quickly slowed down, "Why are you in the same room with Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu doesn't like you. Sister, you don't have to do this to yourself for the sake of the Sheng family. I know you just don't want to resist dad.
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There was a trace of doubt in Sheng Mian's eyes, and she pretended to be puzzled: "Fu Yancheng and I are husband and wife, shouldn't we be in the same room with him? And what my father said is right, how many women in the imperial capital want to marry Fu Yancheng, but don't have this
Opportunity, since I have seized the opportunity, I have to do everything possible to keep the person, right?"
Sheng Weiyuan didn't like to hear every word she said.
Sheng Weiyuan was so angry that his cheeks turned red and his breathing was trembling.
But Sheng Mian had already returned with the food.
Sheng Weixiang's face became even more ugly when he saw that she was serving two people.
But in order not to make Sheng Mian suspicious, she still smiled.
"The relationship between sister and Mr. Fu turns out to be so good."
Sheng Mian smiled, this smile was very indifferent, as if to say, this is what it should be.
The calmer she looked, the more Sheng Weiyuan's heart skipped a beat.
After she left, Sheng Weiyuan slowly let go of his palm, which was already covered with blood.
Her chest was also filled with blood.
She had to find a way to prevent Sheng Mian and Fu Yancheng from getting along like this anymore.
"Cough cough cough."
Sheng Weiyuan was so angry that he coughed several times and his body was shaking.
She wished she could cut Sheng Mian into pieces with her eye knife, but the reality was that she could do nothing but watch Sheng Mian enter the elevator helplessly.
Sheng Mian can sleep on the same bed and share breakfast with Fu Yancheng.
And she could only spend a lot of time staying at the places where he often went. Every time she could see him, she felt that the world was brighter.
How could Shengmian have such an honor!
So hateful.
I hate this useless body.
And Sheng Mian had already arrived at the room carrying the food.
Fu Yancheng was still reading the documents, and the light in the room shone on him, covering him like a golden cover.
As a painter, Sheng Mian's radar was beating again, and she really wanted to paint this scene.
Fu Yancheng's skin has the most perfect proportions she has ever seen. I believe that every painter who sees him will be unable to help but take hundreds of photos of him, specifically for studying body painting.
She put the food on the coffee table and raised her hand to organize the documents. Fu Yancheng happened to be taking the document as well, and their hands met unexpectedly.
Fu Yancheng stiffened and raised his eyes to look at her.
Sheng Mian quickly let go, but because she moved too quickly, the milk she brought was knocked over and spilled on the pile of documents.
The milk dripped and soaked the documents, and some flowed to the floor.
Fu Yancheng's eyebrows were beating, and his face was completely dark.
Sheng Mian knew she was in trouble, so she shrank her shoulders back in fear and pursed her lips in embarrassment.
With her appearance, once she purses her lips and bites her lip beads, she looks a little pitiful.
What Fu Yancheng originally wanted to say was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say a word at this moment.
