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

Chapter 1377 Are you wondering whether I like you or not?

and then?
Is it gone?
She thought he would say a lot of words to save her, but he didn't.

He only said this one word, propped his chin on his hand with two rings on it, and looked at her quietly.

Sheng Mian was a little angry, but she didn't know what she was angry about.

She even felt aggrieved.

It shouldn't be like this.

She stabbed the steak on the plate hard with her fork, her face icy.

Fu Yancheng asked softly, "What's wrong? No appetite?"

"Leave me alone."

After saying this, her eyebrows wrinkled again, and she couldn't always sort out the chaotic thoughts.

"Okay, don't care about you."

After he said this, he stared at her.

Sheng Mian stood up as if he had been stabbed by something, grabbed the tablecloth and threw it off.

The steak, red wine, and candles on the table all fell to the floor.

When she realized what she was doing, she was startled. What was she doing?
She glanced at Fu Yancheng and strode back to the seventh floor.

Take a shower and dry your hair alone.

She tossed and turned in bed until two o'clock in the morning, but Fu Yancheng still didn't go to bed.

Sheng Mian was a little angry again. She kicked off the quilt, walked out of the room, and looked for him everywhere.

Finally, he was found smoking alone on the balcony. There were several cigarette butts in the ashtray. His elbow was resting on the cold railing, and the cigarette butts on his fingertips were clearly extinguished.

Sheng Mian stood behind him and watched for a minute before stepping forward.

"Why are you still not sleeping?"

"Can't sleep."

She glanced at his left hand with two rings on it and frowned.

"Will you give the ring I confiscated to others in the future?"

Fu Yancheng didn't look at her, "Probably."

Sheng Mian was a little angry again and felt extremely depressed, but her mind had been so messed up recently that she couldn't figure out the reason for this emotion.

"You, you don't actually like me, do you?"

"Probably." She seemed to have been tapped on her acupuncture points, and after a long time she asked with a trembling voice, "Really?"

"Mianmian, tomorrow you are going to see Dr. Qin, whom you have been thinking about so much, and now in the middle of the night, you are wondering whether I like you or not?"

He turned around, leaned back on the railing, looked at her and smiled.

Fu Yancheng's skin can confuse people, and it has great appeal to Shengmian in any period.

"I'm just curious to whom the ring will be given."

Fu Yancheng's hair was messed up by the wind outside, but even so, there was a thrilling beauty.

He glanced at the back of his hand and said, "Who knows."

Sheng Mian took a deep breath and took a long time to say something.

"Are you too casual?"

He was startled, then looked at her and smiled.

Sheng Mian still wanted to rack her brains to find some words to describe him, but her mind was too empty and she couldn't think of anything.

She took a deep breath and imitated what the adults said.

"You have to think carefully about getting married, and you can't just find someone to get married."

Fu Yancheng raised his hand and patted her on the head.

"Go back to sleep."

"I'm talking to you, and we're discussing the future. You can't just let other people know about your ring, right? You'll regret it."

Fu Yancheng took off the ring on his little finger and placed it in front of her again.

She hesitated momentarily and her cheeks turned red.

"What a shame. I just keep it for you. When you meet that person in the future, you can ask me for it again."

Fu Yancheng lowered his head, grabbed her hand, and put it on solemnly.

"Ah."

The breath that Sheng Mian was holding disappeared instantly, and she smiled brightly.

"I don't really want this, I just think you can't be so casual. I like the aesthetics of this ring very much, and it fits me perfectly."

Fu Yancheng smiled sullenly and sighed slightly.

"It's what you say."

(End of this chapter)