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

Chapter 659 I hooked up with me, it doesn't bother you
With one hand in his pocket, Fu Yancheng stood beside her nonchalantly, staring coldly at her.

"Apart from being able to hook up with men, what else can you do?"

Sheng Mian's face suddenly turned cold.

"Boss Fu, I hooked up with me, isn't that bothering you?"

Fu Yancheng's chest was blocked, and a wave of irritability surged up.

Especially when he saw her clear and beautiful face, and at this moment she said words to seduce the man without hesitation, he couldn't help but move the fingers hanging on one side.

"Anyway, I also worked as my secretary, can I ask a few questions?"

"I was fired by you, Mr. Fu. Could it be that Mr. Fu still cares about the private lives of strangers?"

She felt that this person was simply sick, and she was about to get in the car when she opened the door, but the tire pressure alarmed at this moment, and her brows frowned.

When I got out of the car, I checked and found that my tire had blown.

This area is a villa area, and it is impossible for a taxi to take orders at all. She took a deep breath, called the repair company, informed the address, and walked out.

Fu Yancheng got into the car slowly, and saw a person walking silently in front.

"Dudu!"

He honked the horn twice, and Sheng Mian in front of him was so frightened that he almost fell down.

Fu Yancheng's car rolled down the window in front of her, and drove slowly with her walking speed.

"It's about one kilometer from here to the taxi place. Your speed is too slow."

He didn't say he wanted her to come up, but after leaving this sentence, he sped up and sprayed exhaust fumes all over her face.

Sheng Mian's scalp was numb with anger.

How could there be such a man!

Even if all the men in the world are dead, she will definitely not like Fu Yancheng!
Just as she was thinking this way, the car suddenly backed up slowly, with the same cold face that glanced at her.

"boarding."

Sheng Mian didn't want to talk to him, and walked forward sullenly.

Fu Yancheng rested his wrist casually on the steering wheel. The string of aloes on his wrist was gone, replaced by a Patek Philippe watch.

The carpus is slender and well-articulated.

Mingming Shengmian was very angry, she stepped on her high heels and wanted to make a few holes in the ground.

Fu Yancheng's car stopped, and somehow she could see a bit of beauty from her back.

He didn't turn it on again, but raised his hand to rub his temples. The occasional flashing pictures made his head hurt so much that his face turned pale in an instant.

When Sheng Mian walked to the side of the road, it took half an hour to hail a taxi.

Back in Shanxiao, she was still holding back her breath, feeling uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath, and went upstairs to paint a landscape painting quietly, thinking that the next time she saw Sang Qi, she must give it to him as a gift in return for today.

After finishing the painting, the suffocating breath was relieved a lot.

In the evening, someone did contact her, but the voice was so low that you had to listen carefully to hear it. It was a girl's voice, who said it was He Lun's student.

Sheng Mian didn't expect Sang Qi's words to be so effective, and in the past few hours, He Lun actually arranged for her a student to come over.

"Ms. Penny, can we meet?"

Sheng Mian couldn't ask for more, what she needs most now is the script.

She put the picture she drew aside to dry, and she was going to see the student soon.

At the same time, Fu Yancheng also drove the car to the restaurant.

Sitting opposite him was Xie Feng. Xie Feng had already called him several times, but he never came out to see anyone.

Xie Feng observed him for a while and poured him a glass of white wine.

"You really lost your memory?"

Fu Yancheng didn't remember this person either, he turned his head slightly, and saw Sheng Mian leading a timid little girl not far away, and the two were walking towards the restaurant.

This is a high-end restaurant, the crystal chandelier in the middle refracts the light, and the whole hall is resplendent and resplendent.

This window is one-way, you can see the outside, but people outside can't see the inside.

Fu Yancheng watched her get off the car, and the girl beside her had thick bangs, tacky braids, and thick glasses.

Sheng Mian was talking to her softly, his bright eyes were smiling for a moment.

Xie Feng also saw this scene and couldn't help asking.

"Have you really lost your memory? How do you feel that the way you look at her is still the same as before?"

Fu Yancheng withdrew his gaze, "How?"

"It's written all over your eyes that you can't wait to rush over and press people against the wall now. I'm surprised, she looks so to your liking?"

Xie Feng approached Fu Yancheng originally to tell him about Fu Xingzhou, but the source of that notebook has been wiped clean, so it is very likely to be fake.

But Fu Yancheng's current situation probably doesn't even know who Fu Xingzhou is.

Probably because what Xie Feng said was so imaginative, Fu Yancheng drank all the white wine, and his body felt a little hot.

Some images came to mind vaguely.

The warm water spread over the two of them, and he pressed them against the wall and kissed viciously, as if she was some delicious snack.

There was a sharp pain in the head, and the image that emerged disappeared in an instant.

He didn't even see the faces of the two entangled people in the picture clearly, but his body became hot in an instant.

(End of this chapter)