Chapter 670 If it is too perfect, it will appear more fake
Sheng Mian was very tired, so she changed her shoes at the entrance, and then wanted to walk towards the bedroom.
Her eyes are still swollen and she walks a little unnaturally.
Fu Yancheng looked at her and stood up, "penny."
Sheng Mian really didn't have the energy to deal with him anymore, so she walked into her bedroom and lay down on the bed.
Fu Yancheng also walked in, but when he leaned against the door, he saw her lying motionless.
He approached and hesitated for a minute before slowly raising his hand and touching her head.
Her hair still hasn't grown long and is now loose, and one hand is tightly grasping the sheets underneath her.
He did not regret treating her like this. If it had been someone else who had almost lost his life, he would not have given the other person a chance to defend himself. That person would have quietly disappeared from this world.
But he just tormented her in bed for two days.
He sat on the edge of the bed and patted her back gently with one hand.
Sheng Mian's tears were still flowing silently when she heard him say: "The medicine you gave me that day caused me to be severely allergic to the medicine and I had to be rescued all night."
Her whole body stiffened, as if someone had tapped her acupuncture points.
"sorry......"
She didn't know he was allergic to the medication.
When Fu Yancheng heard her apology, the last trace of resentment in his heart disappeared.
"If someone else did this to me, I would use any means to retaliate against her."
Sheng Mian stopped talking, only feeling him slowly approaching and leaning against her ear.
"Have you been having a hard time today?"
She froze, and there was a flash of disbelief in her eyes. Could it be that he already knew?
But that hospital is very private, and is he using a woman's pain points to mock her?
She bit her lip and her whole body was shaking.
Fu Yancheng's tone became even calmer, "The man these two days is me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Mian looked up at him.
Her eyes were severely swollen and her face was stained with tears.
Her eyes were first shocked, then surprised, and finally turned into anger.
"Fu Yancheng!"
She jumped up from the bed, but was pushed down again.
This was the first time she called his name like this, and she was so angry that she burst into tears.
Fu Yancheng pressed down on her neck and did not allow her to get up.
"You almost killed me, why can't I take revenge on you?"
Sheng Mian was trembling all over, wishing she could take a bite of meat from him, and her tears fell even more.
"Bo Huai said that if I had sent him half an hour later, there would have been no hope of saving him. Penny, you are much more cruel than me. I never thought of taking your life."
He stretched out his fingertips and wiped the tears on her cheeks.
Her face is small, her eyes are swollen like goldfish, and she looks a little pitiful.
He didn't want to worry about it anymore.
"We have exposed this matter."
Sheng Mian fell back on the bed, tears still falling, but she could not deny that after knowing that the man was Fu Yancheng, the feeling of nausea and panic disappeared.
At least not really by strangers...
She had been living in complete hell for the past two days. Whenever she heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, she would subconsciously tense up.
But the other party didn't care.
Fu Yancheng took out the ointment he had prepared long ago, grabbed her wrist, and applied it on it.
The ointment is slightly cooling.
"Penny, I'm getting divorced tomorrow."
Sheng Mian was lying on the bed and said nothing when she heard this.
Fu Yancheng carefully applied a layer of ointment to both her wrists, then lowered his head and blew on it.
The blowing made Sheng Mian's skin crawl.
Why can Fu Yancheng be like this? He is unattainable when he is indifferent.
When he is cruel, he doesn't care about her begging for mercy.
When it is gentle, it is like spring breeze and drizzle.
He sat on the edge of the bed, thought for a while, and then asked, "I'm getting a divorce, what about you?"
Sheng Mian's eyelashes trembled and she finally responded.
"Mr. Fu, I don't understand what you mean."
Fu Yancheng laughed angrily and took a deep breath.
"I almost got you killed, but I only punished you for two nights. Now I say I want a divorce. Don't you understand what I mean?"
Her lips were a little dry, and from the moment she woke up to the time she went to the hospital and then back home, her mood was broken.
It's only now that I feel a little better, but after crying for two days, the moisture in my body has long been dried up by crying, and now my lips are peeling.
Fu Yancheng got up, went outside, poured a glass of water in, and put it to her mouth.
She took his hand and took two sips.
I heard him say: "You also get divorced, and then we can give it a try."
"Cough cough cough."
Sheng Mian choked and felt a pain in her throat. She pushed the cup away and coughed for a while before moving to the other side of the bed in fear.
"Mr. Fu, stop joking."
Fu Yancheng squinted his eyes and saw that there was no emotion similar to surprise or flatterment on her face.
Only at this moment did she realize that she was serious when she told Wen Sihe that her heart had never moved.
Also, if she had the slightest emotion, she would not have given him that kind of medicine and even called Xiao Chuqing to the box.
All her actions clearly told him that she didn't like him.
He raised his hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, but saw her hide for a moment, with a trace of fear in her eyes.
Sheng Mian did this subconsciously, especially after knowing that the man for the past two days was him, she felt a little afraid of him in her heart.
So strong and indifferent, like an uncivilized wolf.
