Driving the car back to Shanxiao, she planned to raise her here this week.
The Sheng family has Zhuang Wan taking care of her, and she will report anything that goes wrong. Investing in Wen Sihe's TV series requires time and cost, so she can recover her health for the time being.
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Corridor of the sky.
Wen Sihe put his hand on Qin Bohuai's shoulder and gossiped with him mysteriously.
"Yancheng is not coming tonight."
Qin Bohuai was a little surprised. After all, he informed people in advance one month before returning to China. Even if there was a big deal, these people should let it go.
"What's up with him?"
Wen Sihe suddenly felt energetic.
"You may not know this from abroad, but recently he fell in love with a married woman and worked as a mistress for her. As a result, she was not willing to divorce."
Qin Bohuai raised his eyebrows and looked Wen Sihe up and down.
As we all know, Wen Sihe is a screenwriter who is best at adding fuel and vinegar.
"Sihe, are you talking about Fu Yancheng? We have known each other for many years?"
What Wen Sihe just revealed has nothing to do with the Fu Yancheng he knew.
Wen Sihe pursed his lips and motioned to Xie Feng beside him to add.
Xie Feng sat aside silently, glanced at him, and told him to stop.
Wen Sihe refused.
"He is interested in the little designer who designed his house, named Penny. She is indeed pretty, but this woman seems to be more than just Yancheng. She has a dispute with Shen Sheng, and recently she fell in love with another one.
Actor, guess what, Yancheng gave her 150 million with a wave of her hand, and promoted the actor she liked to be the lead actor in my script. With this pattern, he is worthy of being a person who can do big things.
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Qin Bohuai stared at the drink in his hand in a daze, and then asked, "Are you serious?"
He really didn't believe it and felt that it was a fantasy.
Wen Sihe immediately kicked Xie Feng next to him, "Old Xie, please say something."
Xie Feng drank a glass of wine in silence, "I exaggerated the facts, but not much."
When Qin Bohuai was abroad in the past few years, he often met Fu Yancheng. Fu Yancheng's face attracted people wherever he went.
When he was on Wall Street, there was a woman who drugged him, locked him in a room, and made herself coquettish in front of him.
That night everyone was looking for Fu Yancheng. When they found him, his arms were bleeding and the woman was tied up with a rope and her clothes were intact.
At that time, he had a high fever and was about to faint, and he didn't even touch the other person.
Qin Bohuai took the person to the hospital for a check-up and found drug residues, which were also the strongest drugs currently on the market.
If you drink it for an ordinary man, he will look like a beautiful woman with an animal in front of him.
He was a little surprised that Fu Yancheng actually held back.
Then he wondered if his brother was not good enough.
At that time, several people on Wall Street said the same thing, saying that there might be something wrong with Fu Yancheng.
After all, the person who gave him that drug was a legal beauty with many suitors.
Now Wen Sihe told him that Fu Yancheng was working as a mistress for someone else and even had to compromise.
He chuckled and put down the wine glass in his hand.
"I remember Xiao Chuqing also returned to China."
Haven't you always had a deep love for Xiao Chuqing?
"Xiao Chuqing didn't even know where he was forgotten. He wanted to go hard on the little designer tyrant before. He left the hotel crying and I bumped into him. At that time, I was like
I think Yancheng must have been hit by something evil."
Qin Bohuai raised his eyebrows, he was getting more and more evil as he spoke.
He took out his cell phone and called Fu Yancheng himself.
Fu Yancheng was still working overtime at Fu's. When he saw the flashing note, he frowned and pressed the answer button.
"Bohuai."
"If you don't come, Sihe will later write a book about your entanglement with a married woman."
Fu Yancheng's face turned dark with anger.
I was about to say something, but the moment I opened my mouth, my face started to hurt.
Every senior executive who came to see him today kept his head down the whole time, fearing that if he took one more look at him, he would be dragged out and beheaded.
Now that he didn't go to pick up Feng Yan, one can imagine that Wen Sihe's mouth sounded like a storyteller.
But who caused all this?
The more Fu Yancheng thought about it, the angrier he became. He didn't even get rid of his anger last night.
When the evening overtime work was about to end, it was already nine o'clock.
He called Sheng Mian.
Sheng Mian felt a headache now when she saw Fu Yancheng's call.
"Mr. Fu."
"Where are you? I'll come find you."
She would never dare to tell the truth in Shanxiao right now, so she quickly got up.
"In the rose garden."
Fu Yancheng wanted to say that he would go to the rose garden right away, but he heard her add.
"My husband is back tonight, so if Mr. Fu wants it, I can only take a leave temporarily."
She chatted with Xu Lue for a few words in the evening, and Xu Lue did come back to see her sister today.
Fu Yancheng was still holding his breath, but as soon as he heard the words "husband is back", his anger was instantly pierced by a needle.
He suddenly couldn't say anything, it seemed, at a certain moment.
It really feels like I am acting as a mistress for others.