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

Chapter 110 Is Calm and Playing Hard to Get
Worried that she would offend Fu Yancheng, when she sneezed, she turned sideways and her shoulders shook slightly.

Because of being wet by the rain, his face looked paler, his hair drooped obediently against his cheeks, and his eyelashes were covered with drops of water.

Moreover, she was dressed thinly, and the clothes were tightly attached to her body, outlining a slender line.

Sheng Mian rubbed her hot eyes, and seeing that Fu Yancheng's car was still there, she asked politely.

"Boss Fu, are you working overtime?"

Fu Yancheng was indeed working overtime. There was a banquet in the old house tomorrow night, and he had to attend, so the meeting was brought forward, and it just ended.

He thought Sheng Mian would take the initiative to come up, after all, it's not easy to take a taxi at this intersection, and she didn't have a bag or a mobile phone with her.

But the car stopped here for 2 minutes, and the traffic behind kept honking, but he didn't speak, and Sheng Mian just looked at him with a smile, like a polite look towards a big customer.

Fu Yancheng felt a little angry for no reason, and he didn't understand why.

"Where do you live?"

His tone was cold, and there was a cold breath on the side of his face.

Sheng Mian is going back to Sheng's house to get the documents now, but if she goes to Sheng's house, then Fu Yancheng must know her identity in advance.

And she was so soaked that she would only stain his car.

"I'm close to home here."

Complexity flashed across Fu Yancheng's eyes. This was the first time he proposed to send a woman home, but he was politely rejected.

Is she really what Wen Sihe said, is she keeping her face and playing hard to get, or what?
He opened the car door, Sheng Mian was flattered and thought he was inviting her to go up.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to refuse again, he saw a handle pop up on the car door, which was a silver handle.

"Umbrella, take it."

Sheng Mian realized what he said, and quickly took the silver umbrella handle.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, I will definitely pay you back another day."

Only then did Fu Yancheng notice that it seems that from the moment she met her, she has been talking about you.

Polite and distant.

The car door closed automatically, and he didn't say anything.

Sheng Mian was already drenched, in fact it was useless to bring an umbrella now, but since he rejected someone once, it was not good to refuse him a second time, he seemed ignorant of good and bad.

In fact, according to her most sincere thoughts, she still wanted to boldly borrow another 100 yuan for taxi fare.

But wouldn't that clearly show that she didn't want to take Fu Yancheng's car?I'm afraid it will offend people thoroughly.

She simply shut up and decided to walk to Sheng's house.

It is true that it only takes half an hour to go to Sheng's house here, but she is still wearing high heels, which is somewhat inconvenient.

Through the mirror, Fu Yancheng saw that she was really walking along the path, and slowly pursed his lips.

Sheng Mian walked to his feet and began to pantothenic, and finally saw the door of the Sheng family.

When the guard at the door saw her coming, his face was full of panic.

"Miss Sheng, why are you here?"

"Come get a file for my dad."

As she spoke, she entered the gate with an umbrella.

She rang the doorbell of the living room and waited for 10 minutes before Su Lan opened the door in her pajamas.

"What are you doing?!"

Su Lan's tone was very blunt, as if to stop her from entering.

Sheng Mian looked behind her, the decoration of the living room was basically changed, replaced with Su Lan's favorite style.

There was a strange smell in the air, and she frowned, "Come get something for my dad, get out of the way."

Su Lan curled her lips, and stood aside with her hands folded, "Take your things and leave quickly. You were the one who left the Sheng family back then, so don't come back with a thick face now."

Sheng Mian thought it was funny, and looked her up and down.

Su Lan was inexplicably flustered, and pulled her pajamas tighter, "What are you looking at?! Don't think that your father is not here, so I can't do anything about you!"

Sheng Mian was too lazy to argue with her, so she went upstairs to the study to get the documents.

It's just that when she opened the study, she saw the family portraits of the whole family on the desk.

Only Sheng Zhong, Su Lan, Sheng Weiyuan and Sheng Xiang were there.

The photos of her and her mother were put in a drawer.

Sheng Mian just glanced at it, and when he raised his hand to take the document, he smelled that strange smell again, a bit fishy and sour.

(End of this chapter)