Sheng Mian took out her phone and took a look at it, and found that it was already past one in the morning.
"Mr. Fu, it's too late now, you should rest first."
Fu Yancheng saw her mobile phone and remembered that this person was not even willing to give him a private number.
Then his eyes crossed her belly, and he thought that she was preparing for pregnancy, and a feeling of jealousy instantly filled her heart.
"Is there someone who died in your belly?"
One sentence made the whole room feel cold.
Sheng Mian was so angry that her head was a little confused, and she couldn't think of how to reply for a while.
Fu Yancheng didn't see her retort, so he guessed that she was really pregnant for her husband.
The fingertips that were propped on the edge of the bed trembled, and the words he spoke became more and more arrogant.
"It seems that he is really pregnant. Only you can appreciate someone like him."
Sheng Mian's body was stiff, and she felt the cold air spreading from the soles of her feet to Tianling Gai.
She turned around and left without saying a word.
But Fu Yancheng stepped forward quickly and grabbed her wrist.
"You're not happy even after I say a few words. If you really care so much, you shouldn't be pregnant."
"none of your business."
As soon as these four words came out, Fu Yancheng's eyes narrowed, "What did you say?"
Sheng Mian took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked firmly in his eyes.
"I said, it's none of your business. Whether someone died in my stomach or not, it has nothing to do with you."
Fu Yancheng was so angry that he felt hot all over. He pulled her over and held her tightly in his arms.
"It has nothing to do with me? I have been with you more than your husband during this period. Who do you think I am?"
Sheng Mian slapped his hand away.
"The partner of the extramarital affair, the mistress, please clarify your identity. For the last time, do you want to do it or not."
After saying that, he opened the door of the room and walked out.
Hold!
Fu Yancheng had never been so angry before. Wen Sihe said it was okay to say that he was a mistress. It was a joke between brothers.
This woman said he was a mistress, so that was her stamp of approval.
Oh shit!
He opened the door to the room and strode after him.
But Sheng Mian had already entered the elevator. When the elevator door was about to close, Fu Yancheng reached out to block it and dragged the person out.
Sheng Mian thought he was going to perform it for the last time, so he didn't struggle.
Back in the ward, he was so angry that he directly covered her mouth.
"You're like a dead fish on the bed. Do you think I'm willing to fuck you?"
Sheng Mian stared at him, a little angry.
Outside the door, the nurse was still asking.
"Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"
Sheng Mian's mouth was covered, and she could only make a "wuwuwu" sound.
Fu Yancheng said to the outside: "It's okay, it's just that a friend came to see me."
The nurse also left.
Fu Yancheng lowered his head and bit her lip directly, drawing blood.
"You think I'm a mistress, so what do you think you are? I'm not as good as a bed partner. I might as well spend money to buy a clean one outside. Why do I need a woman like you?"
Sheng Mian couldn't push him away, so she hit him on the back cruelly.
There were wounds on his back, and his face suddenly turned pale.
But Fu Yancheng didn't care and rushed in directly.
"Your body is much more honest than your mouth."
Sheng Mian was so angry that she had a headache, and neither of them spoke for a while, only their voices echoed throughout the room.
Fu Yancheng didn't let go until the nurse came to check the room during the day.
Sheng Mian was so tired that she leaned against the wall and knelt on the ground with weak legs.
She lowered her head and tidied up her clothes and pants.
Fu Yancheng didn't feel comfortable when he saw her like this. He was holding back anger in his heart. He also thought that no measures had been taken this time, so he deliberately left the sentence.
"Remember to take the medicine. I don't want to give birth to a child like your husband did. Even that child may not be mine."
Sheng Mian stiffened and slowly finished arranging her clothes.
When I got up, my voice was hoarse.
"Mr. Fu, it's over after ten times."
Fu Yancheng felt annoyed and wronged, damn it.
Even ten times could not get her to come to the hospital for a visit.
