He came over when Fu Yancheng was at an impasse, and despite his illness, he looked so infatuated.
The crowd immediately started to boo, but Fu Yancheng, who was being supported, just lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.
At this moment, everyone forgot that there was Sheng Mian, as if she was just a passer-by in Fu Yancheng's life.
Sang Jiu's words made her quickly integrate into the circle. Coupled with her identity, she sat down next to Fu Yancheng in a majestic manner.
Fu Yancheng didn't say anything, he just leaned his back slowly, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.
He was already a little drunk.
He even took out his cell phone and couldn't help but call Sheng Mian again.
This time the call was answered, but it was a man's voice.
"Hello, I'm He Zhou. This is Mianmian's phone. Are you okay?"
Fu Yancheng's pupils shrank hard, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Even his drunkenness made him sober, and he felt chilled from the bottom of his heart to his toes.
"Who are you?"
He asked again almost reflexively, feeling that the name was familiar.
Yes, isn't this the name Sheng Mian muttered when he was hospitalized?
Sticky's previous owner.
The white moonlight in her heart.
"I am He Zhou, and you are...Mr. Fu?"
This was Sheng Mian's note, but when it was read out at this time, Fu Yancheng only felt intense embarrassment.
He had already lost without saying anything else.
My heart felt like it was being pinched by an invisible hand, suffocating me terribly.
The voice over there sounded again.
"If nothing happens, I'll hang up and she's already resting."
Fu Yancheng had just won a big victory today, but now he felt that he had been completely defeated.
He took a deep breath and held the phone tightly.
"I have something to tell her."
"You tell me."
"Who do you think you are?"
This is in line with Fu Yancheng's temper.
It hung up over there.
He took the trouble to call over and over again until Sheng Mian's cell phone was turned off.
Sang Jiu, who was standing by, saw that he was in a gloomy mood and quickly brought him a glass of juice.
"Husband Yancheng, do you drink this? To relieve your hangover."
Fu Yancheng ignored her, put the phone away, and slept on the sofa.
Sang Jiu's eyes were a little aggrieved, but he still managed to keep his spirits up, "Then do you want sobering medicine? I brought it with me when I came here just now."
When she spoke, she leaned very close.
Because the lights were too dim and the crowd was noisy, no one knew what the two of them were talking about. Everyone thought that Fu Yancheng was getting close to Sang Jiu.
The news quickly spread in the circle.
Fu Yancheng is already being discussed by everyone, so news about him spreads the fastest.
From word to word, it was said that the little princess of the Sang family was pursuing Fu Yancheng at the beginning, but it turned into Fu Yancheng abandoning Sheng Mian and decisively choosing the little princess of the Sang family, and the two showed off their affection in the bar.
*
When Sheng Mian woke up, I felt exhausted all over.
She glanced at the back of her hand. There was still a needle inserted in the back of her hand, but she was not in a hospital, but in a warm room.
She pulled the needle away and found that her mobile phone was well placed aside.
There are no latest call records on the phone, and all the records are from before she fell into coma.
Was it He Zhou who made her unconscious?
She got out of bed, but felt dizzy in her head.
After finally walking to the door, she discovered that this was the B&B where she had stayed before.
But the moment she opened her eyes, she didn't think about it.
The town was still bustling with people, as if nothing had happened.
She went to the front desk and asked, only to find out that someone had paid her one month's housing fee.
What exactly does he want to do?
Why was she put into a coma for no reason?
Sheng Mian ate something quickly, and when she turned on her phone, she noticed the time displayed on it. Five days had passed, and Fu Yancheng's gambling agreement had ended.
She took a deep breath and called him quickly.
Although now she is also facing many mysteries, such as He Zhou's true identity and the chip.
But what she is worried about now is Fu Yancheng.
If he never comes out, she will have to return to the imperial capital immediately.
Once I can see He Zhou, the past is really in the past.
Only by saying goodbye to this memory completely can we have the courage to face the future, otherwise it would be very unfair to Fu Yancheng.
She had to tell him what she really thought in her heart.
But Fu Yancheng had already been helped to the car. He drank too much and was drunk. His mobile phone was left in the box.
Sang Jiu held the phone, curled the corners of his mouth, and answered the call at this moment.
"Sleep well."
Sheng Mian stiffened and frowned, she knew this voice.
"It's me, Yancheng's husband just got drunk. By the way, you can ask other people in the circle that he and I are together tonight. Congratulations, you are completely out."