The call was hung up without hesitation, and Sheng Mian had no choice but to arrange for soft furnishings.
She also personally selected the soft furnishings, and had already negotiated the prices with the manufacturers.
Now she is on site, directing the workers to move in the soft furnishings bit by bit.
The soft decoration is estimated to take another three days. When Fu Yancheng comes back to take a look, the decoration of Yujingyuan will be completed.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Three days later, she called Fu Yancheng again.
Ever since Fu Yancheng said he would fire her, he really hasn't contacted her in the past three days.
Fu Yancheng was in a meeting when he received her call now.
When he heard that he was going to Yujingyuan, he frowned and said, "Wait a moment."
He said wait a moment, Sheng Mian thought he would come soon.
But she waited at the entrance of Yujingyuan for three hours, and when she was about to freeze into an ice sculpture, Fu Yancheng arrived belatedly.
He was wearing a black suit. Because it was snowing, he held an umbrella and put a coat on him.
Sheng Mian stood at the door of Yujingyuan, the tip of her nose was red from the cold, and her body was even shaking from time to time.
Fu Yancheng closed the umbrella, threw it into the car, and walked up to her.
"Let's go."
Sheng Mian was so cold that her teeth were chattering and her legs were a little stiff.
But Fu Yancheng ignored him and took several steps forward on his own.
Sheng Mian struggled to keep up.
The door has a double-door design and an electronic lock.
"Mr. Fu, please set a password."
Every time she said a word, her teeth were chattering with the cold and her cheeks were red.
Fu Yancheng turned his head and glanced at her. Sheng Mian thought he was afraid that he would see the password, so he quickly turned his head away.
Only then did he enter his birthday as his password.
Entering the house, he looked at the designed house and walked around.
Sheng Mian also walked around with him, "Mr. Fu, are you satisfied?"
"reluctantly."
His tone was light.
Sheng Mian's face suddenly darkened, "If there's anything I'm not satisfied with, I can change it."
Fu Yancheng sat on the sofa nearby and looked at her.
Her cheeks were red and her body was shaky. She must have had a fever.
Sheng Mian was so busy these days that he didn't sleep much. He had been planning An Yu's future, and then he was busy with Yujingyuan. He just wanted to hand over the house to Fu Yancheng safely, but now he said he was reluctant?
Fu Yancheng didn't expect that she would be serious about this, so he frowned. He happened to get another call from the top management and had a meeting in half an hour, so he got up.
"That's it. How much design fee is left for you?"
Sheng Mian lowered his head, "This depends on you, Mr. Fu."
Fu Yancheng thought for a while and wrote her a check for five million.
"Is that enough?"
She raised her hand to take it, but he suddenly took the check back.
"You became my interior designer because you slept with me?"
Sheng Mian's eyelashes trembled, and for a moment she was unable to refute.
The check was placed before his eyes again, his tone devoid of any emotion.
"Don't use this method next time, it's very boring."
Sheng Mian did not accept the bill, but raised her eyes to look at him.
"Then why did Mr. Fu do that that night?"
She was talking about Fu Yancheng pushing her down and kissing her in that alley. The light at that time was dim, and from her angle, she could still see his stretched back.
At that time, his hair was very close to her chin, and when she lowered her head slightly, she could smell the scent of the shampoo he usually used.
"You are so dear, but I must be really tired of it and don't feel anything anymore."
Sheng Mian's heart was severely pinched, and then she suddenly reacted.
What's wrong with her?
Could it be that just because the Fu family treated him badly and because he didn't know how to like him, could he be forgiven for the things he had done?
Fu Yancheng's words at this moment made her shaken heart instantly firm.
She took the banknote silently.
When Fu Yancheng saw that she didn't say anything, he felt inexplicably annoyed and left one sentence.
"Next time, don't make yourself so cheap. It's just an opportunity to decorate. Why trade it with your body?"
This sentence was like a slap on Sheng Mian's face.
She suddenly realized how ridiculous her slight wavering was.