Chapter 89: Why don’t you show it to the Xiao family member?
Wan Yuanan was less than one meter behind her.
There are also his bodyguards outside.
Fu Yancheng is wearing a black sportswear, with his left hand in the pocket of his sports pants. He is tall and has long legs, and his every move shows smooth and upright elegance, as if he were born from a mountain.
He stood tall at the door of the lounge not far away, about to enter.
Wan Yuanan licked his lips, cast his wanton eyes on her back, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Your husband is here, why don't you go and say hello?"
Sheng Mian took a breath and walked over quickly without any time to hesitate.
Fu Yancheng raised his hand and landed on the handle in front of him. As soon as he opened it a crack, footsteps came from behind, followed by the soft and fragrant body of a woman.
There was no time to refuse, so the woman used a clever trick and the two of them entered the lounge together.
Fu Yancheng's eyebrows grew cold, "Get out."
Sheng Mian quickly locked the door with quick eyes and turned to look at him with a sincere look on her face, "Mr. Fu, I didn't mean to disturb you. Can I let you hide for a while?"
The man said nothing, his eyes fell on her knees.
Following his line of sight, Sheng Mian also looked at it, only to realize that the red mark on her knee had been exposed to hot water and had become worse even if it didn't go away.
It looks like it was injured due to some kind of posture...
"I knocked this on the car--"
After Sheng Mian said this, she felt embarrassed, her face turned red uncontrollably, and she felt a little at a loss.
He didn't ask this, so what's her explanation?
"What are you doing here?" Fu Yancheng asked her condescendingly.
"Work."
The air became quiet.
Fu Yancheng took a deep look at her, with a complicated expression on his face, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom, but did not chase her out again.
Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Sheng Mian looked away, but out of the corner of his eye he could see the figure reflected on the frosted glass.
There is not a trace of fat on the man's body, and the water flows along his strong chest and sinks into the hidden triangle--
Sheng Mian knew the temperature and strength under the skin.
She closed her eyes and turned away.
Wan Yuan'an's people are no longer here.
After the crisis was resolved, Sheng Mian had no intention of staying here any longer.
It was already embarrassing to accidentally sleep with Fu Yancheng.
When divorce is imminent, you should be more aware of yourself.
When Fu Yancheng came out wearing a new suit, he didn't see Sheng Mian.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. When the door was opened, the waiter brought an iced coffee: "Mr. Fu, this is for you."
Fu Yancheng said nothing, and the waiter put the tray down and left.
He picked up the note posted in a conspicuous place in the house.
[Mr. Fu, thank you for this matter.]
It was left by Sheng Mian, and it didn't even have a signature.
Fu Yancheng stood there, feeling like he couldn't wait to clear up the relationship after being used by someone for the second time.
Coincidentally, they are all the same woman.
After getting dressed, he arrived at the VIP rest area prepared by Hengda.
Wan Yuan'an was also there, and was a little puzzled when he saw that Sheng Mian was not with Fu Yancheng.
Wan Wenhe was the first to stand up and shake hands with Fu Yancheng, complimenting: "Mr. Fu's football skills are comparable to those of coaches. Today I received a free private lesson."
"Mr. Wan won the prize."
Fu Yancheng shook hands lightly and sat down slowly.
Wan Wenhe patted his son and said, "This is the dog Wan Yuan'an. I will ask Mr. Fu to take more care of him in the future."
Wan Yuanan took a step forward. The pressure on the man in front of him was too strong to ignore, so he subconsciously reached out his hand.
"Mr. Fu's wife didn't come with you?"
"lady?"
A trace of doubt flashed across Fu Yancheng's eyes.
"Didn't you guys go into the rest room together?" Wan Yuanan became thoughtful and complimented, "I have always admired Miss Penny, but I didn't expect that she still has such a relationship with Mr. Fu..."
Realizing who the "madam" he was talking about was, Fu Yancheng's dark eyes instantly darkened, and his stern face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
He said he didn't want to get involved, but that was actually his intention.
The man was expressionless and interrupted coldly, "She is not my wife."
