Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1085 I finally stopped pretending to be good, right?
The funeral of the Fu family was very grand. The old man has a special status, and many people from above participated in it, so it is impossible to handle it in a low-key manner.

On the day the old man held the farewell ceremony, Fu Yancheng was not present, and the respectable people above came one after another, and the gates were all cars with small red flags.

In addition to these people, there are also big businessmen who are closely connected with the Fu family.

Someone exchanged pleasantries with the Fu family and asked where Fu Yancheng was, but no one knew where he was.

The old man's condolence meeting was very sensational in the circle, but the news did not spread outside the circle.

But as long as you want to find out the news, you must know that the old man of the Fu family has passed away.

Sheng Mian was still trapped in this small room when she suddenly heard footsteps outside.

In the past two days, the man who came in was either a gentle man or a man with a perverse personality.

The gentle man will usually knock on the door, but the other one will open the door directly.

So she can already know which one is coming in from the way the door is opened.

When the footsteps stopped, the man opened the door directly, holding several bottles of wine in his hand, and looked up at her with red eyes.

Sheng Mian shrank back a bit, her brows furrowed.

The next second, the man came to her side, took out the two small glasses he had prepared, put them in front of her, and poured two glasses of wine on his own.

"Sheng Mian, have a drink with me."

Sheng Mian didn't move, just looked at each other calmly.

He Zhou drank three glasses in one breath, then grabbed her chin suddenly, raised the glass, and poured the high-strength wine into it.

Sheng Mian was choked and coughed, this kind of drinking would be fatal.

Fortunately, the other party only drank a small cup, and then he drank one cup after another.

Sheng Mian didn't stop him, she had a chance only when this man was drunk.

He Zhou drank ten glasses of wine in a row before raising his slightly drunken eyes to look at her.

"Sheng Mian, you look quite good to me."

After he finished speaking, he rested his chin and cheek with one hand, and looked at her fixedly.

Sheng Mian felt offended, but after getting along with him for a few days, she has roughly understood this man's temper.

It's its own way, perverse and selfish.

He Zhou pushed another glass of wine in front of her, "Drink it."

Sheng Mian looked at the wine in the glass, making sure that he would not be drunk, so he picked it up slowly and drank it in one gulp.

She also did this to make this man drink more alcohol next time, so that she could find a chance to go out.

He Zhou really raised his eyebrows and poured himself several more glasses.

After a long time, he said softly: "Do you know that the old man of the Fu family has passed away?"

Sheng Mian thought she was hallucinating, so she raised her eyes in disbelief.

The corners of He Zhou's mouth curled up, and when he saw her, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Today is his condolence meeting. Many people have been dispatched from the entire emperor, but Fu Yancheng did not show up. He must have found a place to hide. He grew up with the old man. Now that he is gone, he must be the most painful That, plus you are here with me, why do you think he is so pitiful."

Sheng Mian directly picked up the wine next to him and splashed it on his face.

He Zhou took the handkerchief, wiped off the wine little by little, and stared at her sullenly.

Sheng Mian got up and was about to run towards the door, but he grabbed his wrist.

"When you mentioned Fu Yancheng, it hurt you to poke it? You finally stopped pretending to be good, right?"

After a few steps, Sheng Mian felt a pain in his wrist, and even his eyes began to feel dizzy.

She looked back at him, but felt that there were many figures in front of her, and everything was floating. She immediately sat on the ground and shook her head, but the scene she saw was still floating.

"What did you put in the wine?"

"Otherwise? When I get drunk, will you find a chance to escape?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, looking at her sitting on the ground, he sighed slightly.

"If you had been more obedient, I wouldn't have dealt with you like this. I'll take you abroad on the plane tomorrow morning. At that time, Fu Yancheng should have collected the ashes of the old man at the funeral parlor. He definitely didn't have time to investigate your traces, and the old man's dying The last words must be to tell him not to be with you. Sheng Mian, you have been abandoned."

(End of this chapter)