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

Chapter 805 Not a Canary in a Cage
"Just like it."

This was Fu Yancheng's answer, which made Wen Sihe heave a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I just want to remind you, don't regret it after doing something you can't turn back, not everything will be forgiven, and a woman like Sheng Mian is not a canary kept in a cage, you have to let her fly out before she will like you."

"I don't understand."

Since you like it, shouldn't you tie people by your side firmly?
No matter what means, as long as she is by my side.

"Oh, you'll understand later."

After Fu Yancheng hung up the phone, he looked down at Sheng Mian's profile.

She was so exhausted that she didn't wake up.

He lay down slowly and hugged the person in his arms, only then did he feel comfortable.

The corner of his mouth curved, and he hugged her whole into his arms.

According to his true temperament, she should really suffer more in prison, so that she would be more grateful to him.

But the fact that he was sitting in the conference room, he couldn't hear a word.

From time to time, I wonder if there will be someone who is not good at deliberately bullying her, or if she is crying inside alone?

He couldn't settle down, his mind was full of her.

The call from Sang-chi gave him a good excuse, and he drove over right away.

Now that he hugged him, he knew that this was what he wanted most.

"Shengmian?"

He shouted.

Sheng Mian fell into a deep sleep and didn't respond.

After 10 minutes, Fu Yancheng called out quietly.

"Mianmian?"

He had wanted to call this title a long time ago, but now he was sure that she was asleep, so he dared to call it out.

Although Sheng Mian didn't respond, he still smiled.

After another 10 minutes, he finally shouted with confidence.

"Mianmian?"

"Mianmian?"

Sheng Mian roared impatiently, "It's so noisy!"

Fu Yancheng's expression suddenly turned embarrassing, and he closed his mouth.

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The next morning, Sheng Mian looked at the familiar ceiling, frowned, and even felt that the sounds of Mian Mian she heard in her dream were all illusions.

But she was indeed lying in Yujingyuan.

She got up and saw that her clothes were ready on the bed.

After putting on and washing up, she came downstairs.

Fu Yancheng was sitting on the sofa with a document in his hand.

Sheng Mian's face turned dark when he thought about what he did yesterday, and he walked out.

Fu Yancheng quickly put down the document in his hand.

"You haven't eaten yet."

"Don't eat."

"why?"

"It's disgusting to see you!"

Fu Yancheng's face darkened instantly, and he immediately chased after her, grabbing her hand.

"What do you mean?"

Sheng Mian also felt angry, and sneered, "Literally, do you need to explain it to Mr. Fu?"

The smile on Fu Yancheng's face disappeared, his fingertips tightly grasped her wrist, his eyes were as cold as a deep pool.

"Sheng Mian, we just slept together last night."

"Stop, Mr. Fu, I was forced by you."

Fu Yancheng was so angry that his fingertips trembled, "I saved you, there is nothing wrong with you sleeping with me once."

"So it's a deal again, right? If that's the case, then Mr. Fu won't come to me anymore. I really don't want to make any more deals with you. Sleeping with you makes me sick."

The other servants in Yujing Garden had already left in a sensible manner, and only two people were left staring at each other.

"Sheng Mian, when did I fail to fuck you well?"

"Every time! Every time! Your skills are much worse than other men! Is it okay?!"

Fu Yancheng was so stabbed that he couldn't speak a word for a moment.

Men care about this kind of thing the most.

(End of this chapter)