With such a touch, Song Tang instantly felt much more energetic.
Zhuang Wan took a photo of her and edited it before letting Song Tang log in to her account and post it on Weibo.
——I'm sorry for making everyone worried. I just woke up. Several leaders of the company have been with me in the hospital. I'm fine now. I hope fans won't take any extreme actions or hurt the little ones who fight side by side with me.
Friends, what happened this time was not the company’s fault. None of us expected what happened.
This piece of news immediately hit the hot searches, pushing down the trend of scolding S.M.
At this point, the fans guarding the company's entrance slowly disappeared after seeing this post.
As for those fans who are irrational enough to smash the glass, the police will deal with it.
Sheng Mian got up and went to the window and took a look below.
There are still many fans around below, but at least we can go out.
Zhuang Wan also reminded him at this time.
"Mr. Sheng, it's seven o'clock and I have to go to the party."
Sheng Mian nodded, told Song Tang to have a good rest, and left quickly.
At this time, the atmosphere in Yujingyuan had become extremely gloomy.
Since six o'clock, the servants have repeatedly looked at the clock on the wall, but Sheng Mian never came.
The top professional styling team invited here are all waiting in the living room, and everyone is waiting to fall asleep.
Fu Yancheng's style has been finished, and he also prepared an evening dress for Sheng Mian.
Although I am really unhappy that she has been perfunctory with him these past few days, since we are going to attend together tonight, we can't continue the cold war.
But when the time came to 6:30, the styling team made some worried inquiries.
"Mr. Fu, the party starts at seven o'clock, and the styling will take at least an hour."
The implication is that if Sheng Mian doesn't come, everyone will be late.
Fu Yancheng said nothing, but everyone could see that the breath on his body was colder than before.
It was not until seven o'clock, when the party started, that Sheng Mian did not show up.
His eyebrows flashed sharply, thinking that she might have forgotten this matter again, so he stood up.
"No need to wait for her, you can go back first."
He himself had to go, after all, it was a birthday party for a good friend.
The stylists all knew that he was in a bad mood, and no one dared to ask any questions.
Fu Yancheng got into the car without saying a word.
Qi Shen, who was sitting in the front row, drove the car to Xie's house silently.
After arriving there, as soon as the car stopped and Fu Yancheng's legs fell down, he heard a charming female voice not far away.
"Husband Yancheng!"
It was Sangjiu who spoke.
Sang Jiu and Sang Qi's cars have just arrived.
Fu Yancheng didn't say anything and simply straightened his sleeves.
Sang Jiu had already stood over, with a smile on his face.
"What a coincidence, our cars arrived together. Do you want to go in together?"
Sang Qi also stood beside Sang Jiu, seeing that Fu Yancheng still didn't like everything.
"Hey, my little sister is talking to you, are you deaf?"
"Second brother!"
Sang Jiu scolded him coquettishly and looked at Fu Yancheng sweetly.
"Husband Yancheng, let's go in together."
Fu Yancheng did not refuse or accept, but quietly entered along the red carpet in front of him.
Sangjiu followed him.
On her left is Fu Yancheng, and on her right is Sang Qi. This lineup is the most dazzling presence no matter where they go.
Even though there were many big shots at the party, when the door opened, almost all eyes were on Sang Jiu.
Just like the evaluation of her in North America, she is indeed a little princess if these two people can be her male companions.
The smile on Sang Jiu's face was very bright. He turned around to talk to Fu Yancheng, and then to Sang Qi.
Her entrance almost grabbed everyone's attention and aroused the envy of the ladies.
Sang Jiu was not proud at all, his eyes were filled with naturalness.
This is what she deserves, so there is nothing to be proud of.
Maybe only a country bumpkin like Sheng Mian, who has never experienced such a scene, will feel that he is dazzling.
A smile appeared on her lips, as if attending a banquet in North America, and she greeted the people around her.
She felt that women were jealous of her and men wanted to see her.
Sang Jiu moved closer to Fu Yancheng without hesitation and asked softly.
"Why is my husband from Yancheng coming here alone?"
It was as if she didn't know Sheng Mian existed.
This sentence hit Fu Yancheng like a thorn. He didn't say anything, just lowered his eyelashes.
