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

Chapter 109 Even if I die, I will rest in peace
Sheng Mian waited here all night, but he didn't expect to receive such a question when he came back to his senses.

She clenched her lips tightly, her heart ached from the pain, and just about to refute, she heard Sheng Zhong cough again.

He coughed hard, Sheng Mian took the tissue beside him and handed it to him, and saw the sporadic blood on the tissue.

Sheng Zhong saw it himself, and was a little surprised, his brows frowned.

But he didn't take it to heart, he only thought that he was out of breath.

"Mianmian, I know you don't like Fu Yancheng, did you have a boyfriend when you were at Emperor University?"

Sheng Mian didn't respond, his mind was full of blood on the tissue.

She let the doctor hide it from Sheng Zhong himself, so Sheng Zhong always thought that he would return to the company soon.

Sheng Zhong didn't wait for her answer, and regretted it a little.

"I'm too greedy. I built the company brick by brick. At this point, it's hard to let go. That's when I let you marry Fu Yancheng, and Mr. Fu likes you very much. If you marry, you won't suffer a loss. You should know how many women in this emperor want to have a relationship with Fu Yancheng. If he is my son-in-law, I will die in peace."

"dad!"

Sheng Mian wants to stop him, but now he can't hear the word "death".

"Even if I can't hold on in the future and the company collapses, you still have a backer to cover you. I'll give you [-]% of the shares some other day. You and Aunt Su don't care about it anymore."

Slapping a sweet date is Sheng Zhong's usual method.

Sheng Mian can't hate him quickly, not to mention his time is running out.

"Mianmian, learn to get along well with Fu Yancheng. As for your boyfriend from college, you don't even know who he is, and he refuses to reveal it to you. How could he really like you?"

Sheng Mian just felt tired, agreed a few words, and sat there without moving.

And Xu Shun has been standing respectfully on the other side of the bed, until the sound of rain came from outside, he did not ask.

"Miss Sheng, do you have an umbrella?"

Sheng Mian shook her head, poured a cup of warm water for Sheng Zhong, with tiredness in her eyes.

"Dad, take the medicine and read the documents again."

Sheng Zhong's complexion was not good, and he waved his hand, "I know my body well, anyway, I'm bored here, so it's okay to look at it."

Sheng Mian has nothing to say.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when he left the hospital. Sheng Zhong said that there was a document at home that he didn't bring, so he asked her to drop by and deliver it later.

Xu Shun has already left, Sheng Zhong can't call him again, and Su Lan is probably already asleep.

"Dad, why don't you rest."

"Mianmian, after reading that document, I will hold a meeting tomorrow and rest well. The project was robbed, and I have to re-establish cooperation with the bosses of other companies."

Sheng Mian had no choice but to agree, but the car drove halfway, and because of the rain, the tires got stuck in a pothole, causing all the cars around her to be blocked by her car.

Sheng Mian felt embarrassed, and finally even the traffic police came to her.

Sheng Mian had two punctured tires, so she had to get off the station and stand there.

Without an umbrella, I was drenched all over.

She sneezed and watched her car being towed away by the traffic police, and the blocked roads were cleared. She was thinking about whether to take a taxi, but after touching herself, she realized that she had left her bag and mobile phone in the car.

Sheng Mian was a little dumbfounded, and at the same time there was a wave of weakness in his body, because of the person Sheng Zhong mentioned tonight.

Her eye sockets were a little hot, and she planned to walk back to Sheng's house just like that.

Not far away, Fu Yancheng's car moved slowly along the evacuated traffic flow. He was still holding a pen in his hand, looking at the woman standing on the side of the road outside.

The raindrops condensed on the car window, like a layer of broken diamonds, and seemed to collect the neon lights outside, slowly illuminating his face.

He frowned slightly.

Sheng Mian was about to wait for the traffic lights to pass when she saw a car stop in front of her.

When the car window fell, she saw the man's stern face.

"Mr. Fu."

She yelled politely, and couldn't hold back a sneeze because she was soaked all over.

(End of this chapter)