Because he said it so seriously, even Wen Sihe wondered for a moment whether he was overthinking it. In fact, Fu Yancheng didn't care about that woman at all.
"Okay, since it's just for fun, don't drink too much."
"I'm not drunk."
Fu Yancheng retorted, and then looked at Sheng Mian again.
From a distance, I could only see her lowering her head seriously, as if the hustle and bustle around her had nothing to do with her.
My heart felt heavy again.
"Actually, she's just like that."
Wen Sihe found it funny, turned his head silently, and curled up the corners of his mouth.
After gathering his emotions, he turned his head seriously again.
"Indeed, the Imperial Capital has a lot of people who are more beautiful and talented than her."
"Um."
Fu Yancheng felt even more depressed.
Put down the cup in your hand, lean back, and stop looking at her.
Sheng Mian was not disturbed by anyone. She continued to paint until the end, and then she put away the drawing board.
Shen Sheng poked his head over, and their heads were very close to each other.
"Is the painting finished?"
"Um."
Shen Sheng glanced at the drawing paper and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Although I knew she had a lot of skills, I didn't expect her to be able to draw so well.
It's so lifelike that it even adds a touch of romance to him.
"Nice painting."
"As long as Mr. Shen is satisfied."
"Penny, considering that I have helped you so much, will I be a little bit short-changed by only drawing two pictures?"
Sheng Mian actually felt the same way, so she promised immediately.
"As long as Mr. Shen needs me to draw, I will definitely not postpone it."
Shen Sheng liked Sheng Mian's lack of pretentiousness, so he pulled her into his arms and said, "Then it's settled, I'll take you back."
"Mr. Shen, no need."
Sheng Mian broke away, "And you don't have to work hard on me."
This is to persuade Shen Sheng to change his goals.
Shen Sheng glanced at Fu Yancheng not far away. The man was completely hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen.
"Okay, I won't embarrass you, then you can go on your own."
Sheng Mian stood up, handed the painting to Shen Sheng, took the drawing board and left.
When she was about to reach the end of the corridor, she heard footsteps coming from behind. She thought it was Shen Sheng chasing after her. She was about to speak, but the next second she was grabbed by the wrist and pulled into a box next to her.
She was startled. Through the window on the box door, the light from the corridor came in, and she saw Fu Yancheng's face clearly.
There are no lights on in this box, it relies solely on the light from the small window.
Sheng Mian frowned and shouted, "Mr. Fu?"
Fu Yancheng's fingertips tore open her neck, but there were no new marks.
The previous one also disappeared completely.
Sheng Mian wanted to push his hand away, but he picked him up and pressed him against the wall without hesitation.
Sheng Mian wanted to struggle, but then remembered that she still owed him five times.
But it's really easy to be discovered here.
Her cheeks turned red nervously, and her breathing became much faster.
Fu Yancheng took off the fabric from her body without hesitation and just held her up.
"Well, it hurts."
She couldn't help but scream.
He captured her lips and kissed her fiercely.
Regardless of whether she was really in pain or not, the door was still ringing.
The bag in Sheng Mian's hand had already fallen to the ground, and when Fu Yancheng held her waist, he was shocked to realize that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
He frowned, and then said in a deep voice: "I've lost weight."
It was better not to say these words. As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Sheng Mian thought of the abandoned child and felt pain all over his body for a moment.