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

Chapter 125

"I met Mr. Fu on that road, and I guess Mr. Fu must have a house there."

She was lucky to have met Fu Yancheng when she was slipping sticky.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Yancheng remembered that Sheng Mian's leg seemed to be injured, but it didn't seem to have been treated in the hospital just now?
All this way, I didn't see her showing any abnormalities, is she trying to hold on?
Sheng Mian was really holding on, even stepping on the gas pedal was painful.

But she caused Fu Yancheng to suffer such a serious injury, and also delayed the two of them from going to the banquet tonight, so they had to do something for him, otherwise they would not feel at ease.

She didn't want to owe Fu Yancheng anything.

"Mr. Fu, I only know that you have a house over there, but I don't know which one you live in. You can point it out later, okay?"

Play to the end.

Fu Yancheng leaned back, his eyes quietly fell on her.

Sheng Mian inexplicably felt like a light was on his back, his hands tightly gripped the steering wheel, because of the pain, his palms were covered with sweat.

When she saw Shan Xiao, she stepped on the brakes almost subconsciously, which was out of her body's instinct.

The car stopped at the gate of Shanxiao, Sheng Mian looked up, and met his gaze through the rearview mirror.

His eyes were dark, and he said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Sheng Mian pulled her lips, realizing that she had made a mistake, and felt the cold sweat on her back.

"My feet hurt, take it easy."

"Ah."

Fu Yancheng half-closed his eyes, and only uttered this one word.

I thought she was invulnerable, but it turned out that she knew pain.

But it was a coincidence that it stopped at the gate of Shanxiao.

Liu Qiong had seen Fu Yancheng's car before, and when he heard the sound, he rushed out to meet him.

"Mr. Fu, are you done with the banquet?"

Because through the glass, Liu Qiong did not see Sheng Mian.

The seat where Fu Yancheng was sitting was only opened a car window, and he let out a "hmm".

Liu Qiong was a little puzzled.

"Miss Sheng didn't come back with you?"

Thinking of that woman, Fu Yancheng's eyebrows became restless.

"No, I don't live here tonight, so you don't need to greet me."

Liu Qiong nodded quickly, "Okay, Mr. Fu, please go slowly."

Fu Yancheng didn't speak, just closed his eyes.

"Drive, go to the previous hotel."

Sheng Mian couldn't wait to leave here, so when he heard Fu Yancheng's words, he almost stepped on the gas pedal.

Unprepared, Fu Yancheng leaned back and looked up at her again.

Sheng Mian's face was embarrassing, and he could only continue to use the excuse just now.

"My feet hurt, I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, please take care of me."

"Well, go to the underground parking lot."

Sheng Mian nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, just now she was really worried that the car window would open, and if Aunt Liu called her Miss Sheng, everything would be ruined.

Arrive at the hotel.

When she stepped on the brakes, her ankle felt a sharp pain again.

After getting out of the car, she pressed the elevator for Fu Yancheng.

The elevator went straight to the presidential suite on the top floor, and she went to the front desk to find the room card, opened the room reserved for him here, and then felt that she had retired, and put the card on the coffee table beside her, with a respectful attitude.

"Boss Fu, I'm going back to You County tonight, and I won't be delivering this room until nine o'clock tomorrow night, is that okay?"

Fu Yancheng opened the cabinet at the entrance, took out the medicine box from it, and put it on the coffee table.

"Foot, handle it yourself."

Sheng Mian was taken aback for a moment, then bowed down and limped on the sofa.

There was an analgesic spray in the medicine cabinet, she bent over, because she was wearing a skirt, this action made the shoulder straps slide down naturally.

Fu Yancheng was sitting on the other side of the sofa, saw her slender neck, delicate skin, frowning, and looked away.

Sheng Mian didn't pay much attention to his gaze, her energy was completely occupied by her ankle injury.

After taking off the small shoes, she realized how swollen her feet were.

It looks like a bruised steamed bun, which looks a little scary.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, she took the analgesic spray and sprayed it, then took the bandage and tried to wrap it on.

But the bandage here is different from the bandages she used before. This is not a medical bandage, but a professional ankle correction bandage.

She wrapped it around for a few minutes, with sweat dripping from the tip of her nose, but she didn't finish it.

Remembering that Lin Nan was still waiting, she put down the bandage and looked up at Fu Yancheng.

Fu Yancheng naturally noticed her behavior, thought she was asking for help, and subconsciously got up.

After all, it is not a gentleman to refuse at this time.

But what Sheng Mian said was true.

"Mr. Fu, thank you for your medicine box. I'll go first. I'll definitely come over at nine o'clock tomorrow night. But since nine o'clock is too late, can I make soup? I'm afraid you won't be able to rest if you eat other foods."

(End of this chapter)