Shengmian has two mobile phones. Sometimes there is a card in each of the two phones, and occasionally the two cards are in one phone.
She frowned and stood on tiptoes to get it.
Fu Yancheng deliberately raised his phone high and looked at her with a heavy gaze.
"So it's really a work number?"
"no."
As soon as she finished speaking, her cell phone rang.
Sheng Mian's heart trembled. The screen showed an incoming call from Card 1, and the note was Shen Sheng.
Card 1 is her private number. Because Shen Sheng already knows her identity, there is no need for her to hide it, so the other party knows both numbers.
When Fu Yancheng saw Shen Sheng's call, he hung up immediately.
Then he called Sheng Mian using his own number.
What was displayed on the screen was an incoming call from card 2, with the note "Mr. Fu".
One is Shen Sheng and the other is Mr. Fu. There is no need to say more about who is close and who is far away.
Fu Yancheng was so angry that he laughed, and actually felt humiliated at this moment.
He looked at Sheng Mian, his eyes a bit sharp, his thin lips pursed tightly, like a sharp knife.
"What's the private number?"
Shen Sheng can know, but he can't?
Sheng Mian's face also darkened, and he spread out his left hand.
"Mr. Fu, give me your phone back."
For some reason, Fu Yancheng felt like his heart had been stabbed. It hurt a little, more painful than the wound on his tongue.
This emotion is really inexplicable.
His fingertips scratched on the phone, trying to find the number of her other card, but Sheng Mian stepped hard on his instep.
He shivered in pain, and his face was a little deformed.
The phone was taken away by her.
Sheng Mian quickly put the phone into her bag, her face looking ugly.
Fu Yancheng lowered his head and glanced at his leather shoes. There was a footprint on the shoe.
He poured wine on him, stepped on his shoes, and threw Chuqing's chopsticks in front of him.
He now began to think about why he hadn't gotten angry yet.
Even the anger that arose at this moment was far less than the discovery that she gave her a work number.
"Give me your personal number."
Sheng Mian pretended not to hear, and raised her feet to leave, but someone hugged her shoulders.
"Penny, I noticed that you were extremely angry when you saw me this time."
He pressed his body down slightly and turned to look at her sinking expression.
"Why?"
"Mr. Fu, I should ask you this question. Miss Xiao is inside, but you ran out to chase me. Why?"
When she said this, she stared directly at him.
Fu Yancheng didn't even know why, he just wanted to do this.
He stretched out his fingertips and twisted a few strands of her hair.
"You saw your husband's attitude just now, he's quite cowardly."
"So what? I just like it."
"You have such a unique taste."
"Each other."
He mocked her for liking such a useless man, and she also mocked him for liking a vicious woman like Xiao Chuqing.
Both of them looked at each other unwillingly, and finally Fu Yancheng took a step back.
"Come to the hotel with me tonight."
"Mr. Fu, I told you, I can give you 30 million."
Fu Yancheng pinched her chin directly and fiercely, his eyes darkened.
"Last time I asked you to repaint, I gave you 30 million. This time you have to use 30 million to pay off the three debts you owe me. Do you think I'm stupid? Penny, I don't want to be angry with you. You are not afraid of death. ,Are your family members not afraid of death?"
Sheng Mian stopped talking for a moment. She and Fu Yancheng could only talk quickly. If he really made her unable to stand up, she would live in his shadow for the rest of her life.
Unless she can go abroad one day.
But now the Sheng family is still in a turbulent stage, Sheng Zhong is still recovering from his illness, and he only has three months left.
If she runs away at this juncture, what will Sheng Zhong do?
Seeing that she was silent, Fu Yancheng felt a little better and said, "Follow me to the hotel."
Sheng Mian looked behind him, Xiao Chuqing was standing not far away, looking furtive at the moment.
Thinking of the injury on her hand and how much Xiao Chuqing cared about Fu Yancheng.
Sheng Mian smiled, and he grabbed her chin, "Okay, let's go to the hotel."
When Fu Yancheng saw her smile, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Sheng Mian did it deliberately to show Xiao Chuqing, and Xiao Chuqing almost destroyed her hand. Since the other party cared about Fu Yancheng the most, all he had to do was use Fu Yancheng to poke his heart out.
She responded to Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng's eyes trembled, he raised his hand to press the back of her head, deepened the kiss, and subconsciously held her waist with his other hand.
Sheng Mian was much shorter than him and was forced to hold his head up to bear the pain.
Xiao Chuqing, who saw this scene from a distance, was furious with hatred.
She had never been so close to Fu Yancheng, and there were very few opportunities to even hug her.
Fu Yancheng was like a frigid man in front of her, always restrained and polite, so she never thought that he would kiss a woman so heartlessly.
Then I thought about the marks on the woman's neck, which showed how intense he was in bed.
He just doesn't want to sleep with other women, he just wants to sleep with that designer.
