Sang Tingyu touched her head and felt Sang Qi's eyes looking over.
"Second child?"
Sang Qi leaned back and didn't speak. He just turned the phone quietly with his thumb and index finger, and his drooping eyelashes cast a shadow.
He stood up and heard Sang Tingyu say again: "Leave the phone."
Sang Qi smiled and said, "Brother, you are so serious now."
He put down his phone and went to the second floor.
Sangjiu continued to shake Sang Tinggu's shoulders.
"Brother, I asked Wind to deal with Sheng Mian tonight. This time we can only succeed, not fail."
Sang Tingyu's face instantly turned serious, "Didn't I tell you not to act without authorization?"
"But I almost lost my life twice because of her."
After saying that, she touched her heart and her face turned pale for an instant.
"Small wine?"
This time Sang Jiu really felt uncomfortable with his heart, and he fainted in the next second.
"Small wine!"
Sang Tingyu didn't bother to blame her, so he immediately sent her to the hospital.
*
There is a charity auction in Imperial City tonight, at eight o'clock in the evening.
There is no point in Shengmian's hurry now, and she has already made appointments with several partners to meet at this auction.
Zhuang Wan sent her there.
As soon as she got off the bus, she saw Fu Yancheng who also got off the bus.
Fu Yancheng was still wearing a black suit, but the shirt underneath was no longer white, but light purple, adding a bit of nobility and elegance to the plain look.
When he saw Sheng Mian, he nodded slightly, and the two entered the door almost at the same time.
This charity auction is the largest one this year, and many people come.
Sheng Mian saw Sang Qi, but did not go over to say hello.
After a while, she saw Sang Tingjiu also coming. His face was not very good, and she heard that Sang Tingjiu was hospitalized again.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, found her partner, walked over and said a few words.
But she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but she felt that Fu Yancheng seemed a little uncomfortable tonight. From time to time, he would lower his head and cough a few times, and his eyes were a little blurry.
After finishing chatting with the partner, she walked over.
At this moment, he was sitting alone in the corner, without taking a sip of the wine in his hand.
"uncomfortable?"
She put her palm on his forehead, and then she noticed that he had a high fever, which was not as serious as usual.
"Fu Yancheng, you have a high fever."
Fu Yancheng raised his head and placed his palm on hers.
Sheng Mian suddenly felt that the back of her hand was burning. She quickly sat down and said, "I'll take you to the hospital. You have a severe fever."
Fu Yancheng lowered his head and coughed a few more times, lowering his eyelashes.
"The auction hasn't started yet."
"But your body..."
"I'm fine."
The charity auction started soon. Seeing his persistence, Sheng Mian followed suit and sat down in his seat.
The host started to display the things donated by the guests.
Sheng Mian just casually donated a bracelet worth more than one million yuan. This kind of charity auction is essentially for making connections.
I take pictures of the things you donate, and you take pictures of the things I donate, and that’s how we got to know each other.
But the money was indeed donated to those in need.
After Sheng Mian took a random photo of something, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulder. It was Fu Yancheng's head that turned to lean against her.
News about S.M is still flying all over the place. When she came over tonight, she felt that many people were looking at her. Probably no one expected that she would attend at this juncture.
There are more people on her side now, because the person resting on her shoulder is Fu Yancheng.
