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

Fu Yancheng woke up in the evening that day.

He glanced at the ceiling and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

As he slowly stood up, he heard someone next to him ask, "How do you feel?"

It's Sang Qi.

Sang Qi's face was full of worry. Just when he thought this person was going to turn into a mentally retarded person with an IQ of only a few years old, he heard Fu Yancheng let out a sigh of relief and shook his head slightly, "It's okay, where is Mianmian?"

You can still answer questions normally. Do you still remember Sheng Mian?

He was a little surprised, then thankful.

"You are in the Imperial Capital now, Mianmian is raising a baby in Yujingyuan, and everyone is looking for you in the Congo. They are almost digging three feet into the ground."

Fu Yancheng's eyes moved around the ward, but he saw no one.

"Where is she?"

What he was most worried about was Sheng Mian.

"Yang Fei, your condition is not suitable for seeing her. I haven't told her that I have found you yet. She can't be excited. I'm afraid that my joy will be in vain. Are you sure your body is okay?"

"Ah."

As soon as Fu Yancheng finished answering this sentence, he felt an itch in his throat.

But this kind of itch couldn't be scratched. It first appeared in the throat, and then seemed to come from deep inside the body.

He subconsciously raised his hand and scratched the back of his hand, but this was just an itch.

He frowned, stopped, and looked at Sang Qi.

"What's wrong with me?"

He was very keen, because at that moment, he even wanted to pick at his own skin and scratch his flesh.

After Sang Qi finished explaining Chang Qiu's situation, he saw Fu Yancheng's disgusted face, as if he had eaten half a fly.

"I won't drink her blood, throw her into prison and don't let anyone come out."

"but."

This kind of addiction is a thousand times stronger than ordinary marijuana. How could he bear it?

Fu Yancheng slowly lay back on the bed, "I can bear it. Have you found Bo Hehuai? Where is He Zhou?"

"Huai's whereabouts are known. If you find him, you can find Bo. As for He Zhou, there is no news."

Fu Yancheng leaned back and looked at other parts of his body. The wound was almost healed.

He got out of bed and wanted to move, but the itching suddenly hit him from all directions, covering his skin with a light red.

Sang Qi saw something was wrong with him and immediately came to help him.

In just a few seconds, Fu Yancheng's sweat rolled down his forehead.

Sang Qi's heart almost stopped. He was lucky that he didn't become mentally retarded. Why should he be so strong now?

"Fuck, I'd better have someone bring Chang Qiu over."

"No, where is Mianmian now, Yujingyuan? I want to go back to Yujingyuan. You'd better tell her my news. She is silent on the outside, but she must be worried in her heart. It's not good for the child, and Now that the month is here, it’s time to buy clothes and a stroller for the child, as well as a name.”

As he spoke, he stood up on the edge of the bed.

Sang Qi had no choice but to call the doctor. Now the doctor was interrogating Chang Qiu, hoping to find a solution as soon as possible.

But Chang Qiu only replied: She was waiting for Fu Yancheng to find her.Fu Yancheng naturally didn't want to go there, so he asked Sang Qi to discharge him from the hospital that night.

But when he reached the door of the hospital, he almost fainted.

Sang Qi was so frightened that he held him up, "I'd better ask the doctor to get some Chang Qiu's blood."

Just thinking about the smell of blood made Fu Yancheng want to vomit, not to mention being a disgusting person.

"Need not."

He was still holding on and stepped into the car with one leg, but when he leaned back, the sweat on his body had almost soaked the hospital gown.

After a minute, he said: "Just let me wait for two days. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I can give Mianmian a surprise."

Since it was a surprise, I couldn't tell Sheng Mian.

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Sheng Mian has been feeling that something is not right with Sang Qi these past few days. Every time he goes out, he says he is drinking with friends.

But Fu Yancheng hasn't been found yet. Sang Qi has been very anxious before, so why would he bother to go out and drink with others.

"Second brother, have you found Fu Yancheng?"

Her intuition was always accurate, and her heart began to beat wildly, but she saw Sang Qi shaking his head.

The light in her eyes was extinguished instantly, and she sat quietly on the sofa.

Sang Qi grabbed her hand, "It's New Year's Eve in two days. I've asked people to prepare New Year's goods. I plan to get together with Xie Feng and the others, and invite a few artists from your company to come over. How about celebrating the New Year together?" "

Sheng Mian didn't really want to do this. She was alone during this period of time and hardly went out.

She also had no desire to buy new year goods. She felt the tip of her nose sore several times when she went to bed at night.

The aura belonging to Fu Yancheng in the bedroom had almost dissipated, and she always thought he would come back soon.

But the days are longing and waiting, and until now she doesn't dare to inquire about Fu Yancheng's news.

She felt a headache, but she was afraid that Sang Qi would be worried, so she forced a smile.

"I'll go out for a walk later. I want to walk alone."

Sang Qi felt distressed for a moment and had no choice but to raise his hand and pat her on the head.

Sheng Mian drove out alone, her mind so confused that the doctor called Sang Qi not long after the car drove away.

"Chang Qiu ran away."

Sang Qi's pupils shrank and he thought he was hearing hallucinations. "With so many people watching, where could she go?"

"She has a lot of stuff on her."

Sang Qi's face darkened and he immediately asked his people to find him.

Sheng Mian drove the car a few kilometers and when it stopped on the side of the road, a stranger knocked on the window.

Chang Qiu stood outside, looking moved.

"Hello, my leg is injured. Can you please take me to the hospital?"

She didn't want to show any kindness, but when she saw blood on the other person's hands and an upside-down motorcycle not far away, she opened the door.

Chang Qiu got in the car and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

She didn't know Sheng Mian, and Sheng Mian didn't know her. (End of chapter)