Liang Hanqing was supporting the person, and when he heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Is Shengmian married?
But Fu Yancheng's expression didn't look like he was joking.
Shengmian was invited into his studio right after graduating from University.
In the past three years, I have never seen her get close to anyone of the opposite sex, so how could she be married?
Seeing the surprise on Liang Hanqing's face, Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Send the people up first."
Liang Hanqing nodded and carefully supported Sheng Mian into the hospital lobby.
Fu Yancheng didn't stay too long and was willing to send someone over because the two of them would get along for a while.
On the way back to Fu's, I suddenly received a call from the old man.
"Yancheng, have you seen Mianmian? Has this girl become more beautiful?"
After the old man said a few words, he would cough twice and take a few breaths, which showed that his illness was severe this time and he was not in good health.
"Grandpa, please stay well in the nursing home. You don't have to worry about other things."
"If you really don't have to worry about me as an old man, you should give me a fat grandson as soon as possible. That child is reserved by nature and studies painting and art. You are a man, can't you take the initiative?"
Fu Yancheng frowned, wondering what kind of ecstasy soup that woman fed his grandfather back then.
I was about to retort, but the old man's coughing sound came from the other end.
Worried about bumping into someone, he softened his tone and said, "I will try my best."
The old man's eyebrows relaxed and he became happy instantly.
"I'll be back next month. I'm staying abroad. I don't see many acquaintances. I haven't seen that girl for a long time, and I still miss her a little. When I'm not here, you have to protect her and don't let her get caught.
People were bullied!”
Fu Yancheng frowned tightly.
When the old man went abroad, he said he would retire on the island there. Unexpectedly, he planned to come back in less than a year.
He originally planned to divorce first, and then slowly do ideological work for the old man.
But if the old man really comes back next month and suddenly hears about his divorce, will he faint in anger?
Thinking of this possibility, Fu Yancheng's face darkened, his slender fingertips pinched the steering wheel, and his brows seemed to be stained with frost and snow.
This marriage cannot be divorced for the time being.
At least we can't leave while the old man comes back.
Not only can't we leave, we have to pretend to be in love.
It seems necessary to find time to talk to that woman in person.
*
At the hospital, Sheng Mian finally woke up after taking a fever-reducing injection and infusion of fluids.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw the snow-white unfamiliar environment. She frowned and was about to get up.
Halfway through, I almost fell back because my strength was exhausted.
Liang Hanqing, who came back from fetching water, hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, "Don't move, your fever is almost forty degrees."
When Sheng Mian heard this familiar voice, her tense nerves slowly relaxed, but when she thought of the scene before she fainted, her heart tightened again.
"Where's Mr. Fu?"
Liang Hanqing sighed and poured her a glass of water, "I would like to ask you, why are you with him?"
Sheng Mian took it and moistened her dry throat, "Before I have time to tell you, I have won the order from Yujingyuan and there is no need to sell the studio for the time being."
Liang Hanqing was stunned for a moment, then became a little moved, "Thank you for your hard work."
Sheng Mian's voice improved a little, and she heard him ask again, "But when did you get married?"
Sheng Mian was caught off guard and almost choked on the water. She quickly organized her sentences and said, "We've been married for three years. I'm sorry, I've never told you about it."
"This is your private matter. It doesn't matter if you talk about it or not. But in the past three years, I have never seen your husband come to pick you up from get off work. Even today when you fainted, he didn't show up. If Mr. Fu hadn't mentioned it, I would have I didn’t even know you were married.”
Sheng Mian was a little embarrassed and could only roughly repeat what she said to Fu Yancheng.
"My husband is busy with work."
"No matter how busy I am, I can't ignore you like this. Just give me his number. I'll call him and tell him that the doctor said you have to be hospitalized for two days. If I want to go back to the studio, I can't let you stay alone in the hospital."
"Boss, no need."
Liang Hanqing usually got along with Sheng Mian. Apart from his superiors and subordinates, he treated her like a sister. Seeing Sheng Mian's rejection, he hesitated again and again and finally asked.
"Xiao Mian, tell me honestly...is your husband treating you badly?"
When the nurse gave Sheng Mian an injection, she lifted up a small piece of her clothes and he accidentally saw the bruises on her body.
