Chapter 221 President Fu, Would You Like an Orange?
Jiang Liu responded quickly.
[Not long after we separated, his boss suddenly came to see him for something. As you know, he works many jobs every day.]
Although Jiang Liu is a real rich second-generation lady, Shen Muye is a poor boy, and he is really poor. The houses he rents now are apartments of about 40 square meters, but he is young, handsome, and Also willing to endure hardship.
Of course, Sheng Mian knew all these advantages from Jiang Liu's mouth.
I heard that Shen Muye has been working four jobs every day since he was a student, all to support his tuition and living expenses.
But Jiang Liu's family is in the diamond business and is the largest diamond merchant in the country. He has never worried about money since he was a child.
Sheng Mian was surprised at first why Jiang Liu would be with Shen Muye.
It was only recently that I learned that Jiang Liu did not tell the other person that he was a rich second generation when he was with her.
In order to blend in with Shen Muye's life, he even deliberately pretended to be poor and said that he was working as a waiter in a restaurant.
Shen Muye believed it, and the two quickly established a relationship.
In order to make his lies more realistic, Jiang Liu even rented a small apartment with an area of several dozen square meters.
In her own words, it was not as big as her swimming pool.
Sheng Mian was not very optimistic about these two people. There is a saying that is right. Rich families are all about being well-matched. In the future, when the Jiang family wants to marry Jiang Liu, the poor boy Shen Muye will definitely not be in the scope of choosing a spouse.
But she could see that Jiang Liu was at least sincere in this relationship.
So now she followed the two women without letting them notice.
There are only two presidential suites on this floor, and they are far apart, probably so as not to disturb each other.
After Sheng Mian followed him, he hid his body, and then saw one of them knocking on the door.
The taller girl stood by the door. The door inside quickly opened and fireworks bloomed.
"Happy birthday."
The person who came out was none other than Shen Muye.
The woman wrapped her hands around Shen Muye's neck and spoke in a coquettish tone.
"You are really hard to get an appointment with. If today wasn't my birthday, why wouldn't you be willing to come out?"
Shen Muye took a step back and avoided her physical contact.
He looks to be about 20 years old, and he is very handsome. Even on campus, he is the type of boy who attracts the most attention from girls.
Youth, sunshine, and smiles all have a swaying golden light.
Sheng Mian was standing not far away. When he saw this scene, he immediately sent a message to Jiang Liu.
There was only one hotel location, and the name Shen Muye was posted.
Jiang Liu is not a fool, he will definitely realize it immediately.
Sheng Mian took the photo but did not send it to Jiang Liu to stimulate her. This was to be used as evidence when Shen Muye lied later.
She carried the thermos box and knocked on Fu Yancheng's door.
The distance between the two sides is relatively far, so neither can disturb them.
The door opened. Fu Yancheng had just taken a shower. He was wearing pajamas. He had obviously just come out of the bathroom, and water drops were still dripping from his hair.
One after another, this flower of the high mountains is dyed with lust.
Sheng Mian had known that Fu Yancheng had a good figure, and had wanted to draw him before, so when he saw this picture, his face paused.
In the silence, a drop of water fell from Fu Yancheng's hair, rolled on his chest, and then sank deeper.
Seeing Sheng Mian, he seemed to have thought about delivering soup.
"Mr. Fu."
Sheng Mian shouted and shook the thermos box in his hand.
She left the thermos box here last time. Aunt Liu bought a new one specially.
Fu Yancheng saw that she was still wearing the same clothes, her eyes were bright and clear, and her eyes darkened.
Sheng Mian didn't notice his change, and didn't take the initiative to go in before he opened his mouth.
"Here's the soup tonight."
Fu Yancheng turned around, took the towel on the side, and lightly wiped his hair.
The protruding butterfly bones on his back are very strong and handsome, and his figure is tall and tall.
Sheng Mian couldn't help but sigh, some people are really God's darlings.
She walked in, put the thermos box on the table, and saw the one she had left behind last time.
She just took the empty one and told Fu Yancheng.
"Mr. Fu, please go to bed early."
Just as he was about to leave, he saw Fu Yancheng taking the medical kit out of the corner of his eye, apparently planning to change the dressing for the wound on his hand.
