The woman looked her figure up and down and praised: "You are suitable for any type. We have to learn from those women abroad and be more open in this regard. Don't be shy. Or you can buy both. Here
Do you need any more props?"
She took out two sets.
Sheng Mian didn't dare to look at the look, so she hurriedly stuffed it into her bag, scanned the QR code to pay, and walked out with her head down.
When she got back to the car, her heart was beating fast, she threw her bag on the passenger seat and took a deep breath.
After driving back to the hotel, she used the room card to swipe in the door.
There was still an hour until eight o'clock in the evening, and she had to take a shower first.
I took a bath to dispel my fatigue.
She stood up, wiped her body clean, and took off the white clothes.
When I saw the shape clearly, my hands shook and the thing almost fell to the ground.
A wave of heat instantly spread from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and the whole person seemed to be melted.
After half an hour of mental preparation, she put on her clothes.
Her skin is white and seems to blend in with the white clothes.
This kind of thing that adds interest really shows off your figure, making your waist slim and your legs long.
She didn't even dare to look in the mirror.
I wore another coat outside before I dared to go out.
The closer it was to eight o'clock, the more nervous she became.
At this moment, Fu Yancheng was called back to the Fu family's old house. It was an impromptu call from the old man.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, reporting to the old man Mr. Fu's recent movements, and then heard the other party asking.
"How is your recent development with Mianmian? When will my great-grandson come out?"
Only then did Fu Yancheng think of that woman. If the old man hadn't mentioned her, he would have forgotten it.
The other party has become more sensible recently and doesn't bother coming to his side anymore.
"not bad."
Mr. Fu looked at him suspiciously and asked, "How is Mianmian's father's illness? Have you asked the hospital? What is the specific illness? If you have time, you'd better go to Sheng's house."
Fu Yancheng didn't pay attention to the news about the Sheng family at all, and he didn't even know that Sheng Zhong was still in the hospital.
"Grandpa, didn't she tell you that we are working hard?"
"Hmph, Mianmian, this kid loves to talk for you, and you are disobedient, and you even made a scandal about cheating. If I find out that you are messing around outside again, your legs will be broken, and you are not like that girl from the Xiao family.
I will give up the baby completely, otherwise..."
Fu Yancheng calmly took a sip of tea, but glanced at the alarm clock on the wall. It was already seven forty.
"It will break."
Mr. Fu nodded with satisfaction, "There haven't been other women around you in these years. As long as you get along well with Mianmian, you will love her."
Fu Yancheng's mind instantly flashed to Sheng Mian's face, thinking that the person the old man wanted to guard against was really not Xiao Chuqing.
However, thinking about Sheng Mian's compromise, a look of anxiety suddenly appeared on his eyebrows.
"What, you're still not convinced?"
Mr. Fu thought he was unhappy because he asked him to break off his relationship with Xiao Chuqing, so his face turned cold.
"No, Grandpa, I have something to do tonight."
He stood up and took the coat beside him.
But the old man brought out a game of chess.
"I've already asked Qi Shen and said that your meeting has been completed today and you have no plans for the evening. You want to play chess with me, an old man."
Fu Yancheng didn't tell Qi Shen about what happened with Sheng Mian, so Qi Shen said he had no plans tonight.
A game of chess, at the previous pace, would take at least half an hour.
"Grandpa, I..."
Mr. Fu slapped the table hard, his eyes sharp, "In such a hurry, is it possible that there is a woman waiting for you?"
After saying this, Fu Yancheng lowered his eyes and put the suit he picked up aside.
