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

Chapter 236 What is our relationship?
Fang Li didn't notice the specific flashing words on the screen, but she vaguely saw a string of English.

"Fu Yancheng, aren't you answering the phone?"

Fu Yancheng picked up the wine toasted by the leader, and his eyelashes did not even tremble.

"Harassing phone calls."

"Oh."

Fang Li actually didn't believe it, it was obviously a remarked name.

But at the moment the other leaders at the table are persuading Fu Yancheng to drink.

"Mr. Fu, try it. This is the plum wine made by the chef himself. The plums are produced in the south of You County."

Fu Yancheng took it, thanked him, and after taking a sip, he praised a few words.

The atmosphere at the scene was very good, and everyone was speaking around the project.

Fang Li felt that Fu Yancheng was a little more careless than before.

After drinking for three rounds, he unbuttoned two buttons and briefly talked about the new additions to the project.

Several leaders did not raise any objections, and said that new benefits could be added.

Halfway through eating, Fu Yancheng got up and went to the bathroom of the villa here.

Because the restaurant is on the first floor, the restroom is naturally on the first floor.

As soon as he turned in, he saw the person standing at the door of the bathroom raising his eyebrows slightly.

Sheng Mian swears, she really didn't guard here on purpose, she was originally guarding the gate of the villa.

Because there were servants moving potted plants at the door, she helped move them in together, so she was able to enter inside and wash her hands here by the way.

The restrooms here are mixed, so at the moment she was standing at the door, Fu Yancheng was about to go in.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Yancheng didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

A few seconds later, he passed her, entered inside, turned on the faucet of the sink, and washed his slender fingers slowly.

Because of this movement of leaning over, a part of the cold white wrist bone was exposed.

Sheng Mian was standing behind him, seeing him so indifferent, it was a bit difficult to speak.

He didn't turn to look at her until he finished washing his hands and took out a tissue beside him to wipe his fingertips.

"what's up?"

Having reached this point, it is absolutely impossible for Sheng Mian to retreat.

"Mr. Fu, among the leaders who were drinking with you on the spot, my uncle's son had a little conflict with his son. Can you please say a few words in front of him, Mr. Fu?"

After Sheng Mian finished speaking, she actually lacked confidence.

Because she could feel that since last night, Fu Yancheng had become much colder.

"penny."

Sure enough, he said blankly, "What is our relationship?"

His voice was low and slow, and he adjusted the sleeves of his gray suit as he spoke.

"What kind of relationship can make you feel that I can help you again and again."

The implication is that you crossed the line.

Sheng Mian lowered her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

It was probably because she knew that this person was her husband in name, and they had one night and kissed three times, so she had the illusion that she could make a request.

But now Fu Yancheng's words woke her up.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu, I went too far."

With a smile on her face, she raised her eyes and looked directly into his eyes without hesitation.

"We're an interior designer-owner relationship, and that's always in my mind."

Fu Yancheng looked at this face, his eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line.

Sheng Mian felt that the air-conditioning on his body was getting heavier, probably because he was not happy to see her, so he obediently backed away.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Mr. Fu's entertainment."

After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.

The entertainment over there was still going on, and everyone was a little drunk.

Fang Li felt that after returning from the bathroom, Fu Yancheng seemed to be in a worse mood.

(End of this chapter)