At eleven o'clock in the evening, a woman came out of the building, but it was not Sheng Mian, but her assistant.
Wind stood in the shadow without moving, planning to wait until the next day.
Zhuang Wan didn't notice him either. After entering the waiting car, she instantly felt that the oxygen around her became thinner.
The man was sitting in the back seat, tapping his fingertips on the book on his lap.
She saw the title of the book clearly, it was "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".
Tonight was her bedtime, and she really wanted to work overtime in the office, but her work was already done.
The man looked in the direction of the wind, then looked back, and pursed his lips.
He made a phone call and went out. After hanging up, he pulled Zhuang Wan over.
"Going to your place?"
Although he was asking her, his tone was full of no doubt.
Zhuang Wan now lives in the same community as other artists in the company. She was worried about being seen and immediately shook her head.
"No."
The man raised his eyebrows and his tone became very calm, "Then go to the hotel."
He specially opened a presidential suite to support her, a little honey.
Zhuang Wan didn't dare to say anything, hoping that Sheng Mian would call her at this time.
Probably because her prayers were really effective, the phone rang. It was indeed Sheng Mian calling, asking her if she had gotten off work and sending a document to Yujingyuan.
Zhuang Wan's eyes lit up and his whole person came to life.
"Okay, Mr. Sheng, I'll come over now."
She immediately said to the man beside her: "Sorry, Mr. Sheng needs a piece of information, I have to send it over."
But the man just leaned his back and said, "No delay."
Zhuang Wan's face turned pale instantly. She wanted to go down and take the car by herself, but if she pissed him off, she would have an even harder time tonight.
She didn't dare to say anything and watched helplessly as the driver in the front row drove the car towards Yujingyuan.
Her heart was beating wildly, and she didn't want Sheng Mian to know about her relationship with this man.
When she was two hundred meters away from Yujingyuan, she finally couldn't hold it back anymore.
"parking."
Her body was stiff and she did not dare to look at the man. She said under great pressure: "Just stay here. I will send the documents and come back."
The man obviously knew what she was thinking, so he snorted lightly and said nothing.
Zhuang Wan quickly got out of the car, took her bag, and ran towards the gate of Yujingyuan.
When she was led into the villa by the servant, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she always felt that the line of sight on her back was following her like a shadow.
Sheng Mian had just finished taking a shower and watched a movie with Fu Yancheng at home in the afternoon. The atmosphere between the two of them was rare and warm.
Now that Fu Yancheng was working overtime, she also remembered this document.
She took the document, flipped through a few pages, and looked up.
"Zhuang Wan, you don't look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Recently, because of Wen Zhao's incident, everyone has been staying up late, and Zhuang Wan has not rested for two days. She had a premonition that if she left with the man tonight, she would be tortured to death.
"No."
Sheng Mian chuckled, "I got off work so late, so go back and have a good rest. I'll give you a day off tomorrow. Come back when you're full of energy."
Zhuang Wan's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but grab Sheng Mian's wrist, as if she was a life-saving straw.
Sheng Mian was stunned and frowned sharply.
"Is there something you want to tell me?"
Zhuang Wan quickly put it down and remained silent for a few seconds before moving his lips.
"Mr. Sheng, can I... stay here and work overtime with you tonight?"
"It's okay, that's okay."
But she always felt that Zhuang Wan had a secret.
When Zhuang Wan followed Sheng Mian, she still felt a little regretful. She would definitely die miserably after letting that man do so without permission.
But she really didn't want to have sex with him anymore. He was not gentle at all in bed. He would make her want to cry every time, and he would even humiliate her severely by climbing on the bed.
Whenever she sees him now, she feels scared.
Sheng Mian entered Fu Yancheng's study.
The study room is very large. Her desk and Fu Yancheng's desk are close to each other. They were rearranged in the afternoon.
The study room that was originally only for one person has now become a place for two people, but it does not seem crowded at all.
Fu Yancheng was having an overseas meeting nearby and was a little surprised to see Sheng Mian leading Zhuang Wan in.
Zhuang Wan pretended not to notice his gaze and obediently sat down next to Sheng Mian.
With her help, Shengmian went very quickly.
Fu Yancheng's cell phone rang at this time. He had turned off the microphone. When he saw the call, he got up and went to the balcony and pressed the answer button.
The man asked over there, "Is she still there?"
Fu Yancheng stood outside the balcony, glanced inside, and saw Zhuang Wan clinging to Sheng Mian like a bird clinging to someone.
She was frightened at first sight, hoping Shengmian could protect her.
He leaned against the wall and chuckled, "How hard are you going to scare people like this?"
