Before he knew that Penny was Sheng Mian, Fu Yancheng was already attracted to her. He didn't even care that Penny was married, and he became a mistress.
Now that I know the truth, I am definitely more unwilling to give up.
But Sheng Mian definitely doesn't like him. As long as she is even slightly tempted, she will not divorce him.
Fu Yancheng was sitting on the sofa, with a thick pile of information about Shengmian in front of him.
He raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, his voice was very hoarse.
"have no idea."
Such a magical reality was in front of him, which caught him off guard.
"Then do you want to chase him back?"
"Of course I do."
But the question is, if he pursues her, will Sheng Mian agree?
He clearly knew how much he had gone too far in the past. He had made many negative remarks about Sheng Mian in front of her. Even Sheng Zhong's illness had something to do with him...
One by one, adding up one by one, he made too many mistakes.
Sheng Mian is an absolutely sane woman, and she has slept with him so many times without shaking her mind about divorce, which shows how tired she is of him.
If she hadn't really asked him for something, she probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to see her after the divorce.
He only felt a sore throat and chest pain.
Yes, Sheng Mian's father Sheng Zhong passed away. When Sheng Zhong was ill, he even intercepted the Sheng family's business.
Sheng Mian only likes him because he is mentally ill!
And she is obviously a woman in her right mind.
Wen Sihe was still standing when he suddenly saw Fu Yancheng raise his head and his tone was very uncertain.
"Sihe, what do you think I should do?"
Wen Sihe froze. He had never seen Fu Yancheng like this before.
In the market, he is invincible and capable of doing anything.
But when faced with Sheng Mian's matter, he was helpless and frightened, and had no choice but to come to him for help at this moment.
Wen Sihe opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
After waiting for a minute, he said: "If you want to chase someone, then be nice to her. Women still have to be coaxed. You put aside your forcefulness first, investigate what she needs now, and give her whatever she needs."
, you are not short of money anyway."
"What if she needs me not to go to her and draw a clear line with her?"
"this......"
Wen Sihe was stumped. Inexplicably, he felt that Fu Yancheng knew Sheng Mian's temperament when he asked this question.
"Even if this is the case, it does not prevent you from pursuing people. The martyr girl is afraid of stalking men. Moreover, her mother passed away when she was a child, and now her father has passed away. She is the only one in the family. She must be lonely. In addition, the Sheng family's business is still there.
Keep going, a lot of people are watching her, if you help her more, she might soften up at some point."
Fu Yancheng took a deep breath, it seemed that this was all he could do now.
Wen Sihe then sat down and grabbed his hair with both hands.
"I scratched my head and couldn't figure out why Penny was in the middle of sleep!"
The two men stopped talking.
Compared with their depression, Sheng Mian felt relieved.
finally!
This identity has finally been exposed!
You no longer have to worry about whether Fu Yancheng will take revenge, you can finally be upright.
When she is in a good mood, she takes Nian Nian and plays outside in the yard.
Liu Qiong hadn't seen her in such a good mood for a long time, so she quickly asked her if she wanted a midnight snack.
"No, Aunt Liu, you go to bed."
She squatted down, held the sticky dog's head in both hands and shook it, and Sticky also moved her head in cooperation.
The phone rang, it was Jiang Liu.
"What? Fu Yancheng finally knows?"
"Um."
"He didn't make things difficult for you?"
"No, I feel strange too."
"Does he really like you? Listen to what other people in the circle said. They said that Fu Yancheng was so angry that he fell in love with the beauty, and now he and Sang Qi are still in trouble. They also said that the old man of the Fu family has come forward.
