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

Chapter 13 This matter must give you an explanation

Wan Yuan'an froze for a moment, and suddenly understood.

How dare you take advantage of Fu Yancheng's reputation to boast that you are his wife?

This woman is so brave.

Now that the rightful owner has already denied it, Wan Yuan'an secretly made a note that if he meets again next time, he will definitely not be polite!
After Sheng Mian left the stadium and got in the car, thinking of Wan Yuan'an's thoughts, she was still disgusted.

I can only go back first, and then think of other ways.

Surrounded by luxury cars, it seemed that her car was really out of place.

She stepped on the gas pedal, carefully reversed the car and prepared to exit.

A car behind her was going too fast and hit the rear of her car directly.

The whole car lurched forward, nearly hitting his head on the windshield.

Because of this force, her car drove three meters forward and hit the Bentley who was parked in the parking space in front of her.

Sheng Mian opened the car door and got out, only to find that the driver was a middle-aged woman with delicate makeup on. Seeing that the car that was hit was just an ordinary car worth 10,000+, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Looking at Sheng Mian's appearance, it is estimated that she is just a pretty female Internet celebrity who came here with a sugar daddy.

Sheng Mian caught this emotion, and turned around to notice that the Bentley in front of her still had the same number on the license plate. I don't know if this person has seen it.

"Okay, okay, my insurance company will call you for repairs, don't waste my time."

The woman waved her hands impatiently, not bothering to look at Sheng Mian's face.

Sheng Mian frowned, trying to soften her tone, "Ma'am, the one in front"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party, "I told you that I have something important to do. Do you know where this is? I don't have time to spend time here with you. I will also pay for the one in front. Hurry up and leave this parking space for me!"

The taillights of the car in front were severely damaged, estimated to cost hundreds of thousands.

Since someone is willing to take full responsibility, she doesn't need to rush.

After Sheng Mian's car drove away, the woman finally realized that what was damaged was an expensive Bentley!

Her face froze for a moment, she looked left and right, parked the car in the space vacated by Sheng Mian, and went straight into the stadium, not intending to say hello to the owner of the Bentley that was hit.
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Fu Yancheng came out accompanied by Wan Wenhe and his son.

Qi Shen walked a few steps faster, trying to drive the car over, but found that the car's taillights were smashed, and even the license plate was slightly bent in.

Wan Wenhe's face darkened, and he quickly called the security guard at the side, "Who did it? Go and call out the surveillance."

The security guard was taken aback. Neither of the two distinguished guests could afford to offend such a thing, so they hurriedly checked the surveillance cameras.

After Wan Wenhe finished speaking, he quickly looked at Fu Yancheng again, "Boss Fu, shall I send someone to take you back?"

"Leave the monitoring to the police." The man's tone was normal, but the invisible deterrence made the person in charge even more nervous.

This is what it means to pursue.

Wan Wenhe nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I will give you an explanation for this matter."

Fu Yancheng didn't speak, but got into the hit car.

Knowing that he didn't have the habit of taking other people's cars, Qi Shen held the steering wheel with both hands and drove away, "This is not far from the hotel, I'll take you there first, and then let the insurance company handle it."

"Ah."

Fu Yancheng himself has been abroad for three years. Although there are many properties under his name, they are no different from hotels to him.

The Yujingyuan suite has not yet been renovated, and they are staying at the Intercontinental Hotel under Fu's for the time being.

When the car drove out of the stadium and waited for the red light, Qi Shen looked back at Fu Yancheng, and suddenly remembered Lin Jing's instructions.

"Master Lin gave me some design drawings and a contact information at noon, saying that he recommended an interior designer, do you want to see it?"

After Fu Yancheng returned to China, there were so many design companies that all parties volunteered to recommend themselves, and he didn't like any of them.

With Lin Jing's vision, what style can you recommend?
Fu Yancheng was inexplicably disgusted, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "Where's the design drawing?"

"It's in the folder on your left."

Fu Yancheng nodded, but did not open it immediately, but leaned on the back seat and fell into a light sleep.

And Sheng Mian returned to the apartment, came out of the shower, and endured reapplying the medicine, when the doorbell rang.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening, who will come to her?
She put on some clothes, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw two policemen showing their police IDs.

"Hello, Miss Sheng, you are involved in a hit and run, please come with us."

(End of this chapter)