Seeing that the two men he designated did not dare to move, he pointed at two more men in the crowd.
"You guys go over together and separate Yancheng from her. I want to see what kind of magic this is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Qi quickly stood behind Sheng Mian. Her face was buried in Fu Yancheng's arms. She was already at a loss for words.
My mind went blank, and I didn't know how to react mechanically.
The people present were speechless. They saw that the two men who had just fought over a woman now protected the woman in a tacit understanding.
No one would believe it if I told you.
Fu Chong was a little impatient, and this made him more curious.
"Hurry up and do something for me!"
The four men did not dare to delay any longer, some pulled Sangqi, and some pulled Fu Yancheng.
In the midst of the torment, Sheng Mian's sanity finally returned, and she understood what was happening at this moment.
She looked up from Fu Yancheng's arms and wanted to turn around slowly.
But Fu Yancheng pressed her waist firmly, "It will be very troublesome if you show your face at this time."
Grandpa will not let her go.
Sheng Mian suddenly said, "Stop pulling."
The four men stopped in unison because her voice was so calm, like a clear spring of water in such a chaotic atmosphere.
Sheng Mian looked up at Fu Yancheng, thought for a while, and said, "Sorry."
Fu Yancheng didn't know what this meant and wanted to hide her.
But she took the suit off her head, turned around, and patted Sang Qi, who was protecting her in front of her.
Sang Qi didn't say much and got out of the way.
Fu Chong was originally sitting on a chair with a cup of tea in his hand. When he saw Sheng Mian, he thought his eyes were dazzled.
Sheng Mian knew that there was too much trouble today, so he knelt down directly.
"Grandpa Fu, I'm sorry."
Fu Chong opened his mouth, his eyes full of shock, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground, breaking with a "pop".
His chest began to rise and fall violently, and he could not utter a single word.
Fu Yancheng also frowned slightly at this moment, wondering why Penny's tone sounded so familiar. Logically speaking, she and her grandfather should not know each other.
He stepped forward and pulled her up. He would rather kneel down than have her kneel down in front of so many people.
But the old man's next words made his body pause.
"Mianmian? Why are you here?"
Fu Yancheng's hand just reached out to her shoulder, and when he heard these words, his fingertips suddenly froze.
As if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, a strong sense of uneasiness came over him in an instant.
He opened his mouth, then raised his head after a long time, staring deeply at the old man.
"Grandpa, what did you call her?"
Mr. Fu was a little confused at the moment. Why was Mianmian here?
How could he be held by Yan Cheng?
Doesn't Yancheng hate her? Why does he suddenly want to protect her again?
He really couldn't understand the thoughts in this.
But Fu Yancheng's voice came again, this time with a colder tone.
"Is she Shengmian?"
Except for Sheng Mian, Grandpa would never call any other woman Mian Mian. He had heard this name too many times, but he had never thought that Penny was Sheng Mian.
He desperately needed an answer.
Sheng Mian knelt on the ground without making a sound, only feeling that Fu Yancheng's eyes were on her.
His eyes were cold and cold, like an eagle in the dark night, cold and aloof yet domineering.
She lowered her eyelashes and said something to the old man again.
"I was the one who caused everything, Grandpa Fu. I'm really sorry for you."
Fu Chong was reluctant to let her kneel, so he quickly stood up and walked to her side.
"It's so cold on the ground. Why did you kneel down when you asked me to? Although I don't know what happened yet, I can explain it slowly. Come on, sit down and talk."
Where does Shengmian dare to sit?
Fu Yancheng looked at her and raised his lips coolly, his eyes making her scalp tingle.
She swallowed her saliva and lowered her head in a hurry.
