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

Chapter 809 Fu Yancheng, are you following me?

The call Sheng Mian received was from Lin Dong's work unit. It was because Lin Dong had some relics that no one had cleaned up. Now that he heard that someone was doing his funeral, he quickly contacted her.

Sheng Mian rushed to that place immediately, and found Lin Dong's things in a pile of sundries.

These things are useless.

Holding this small box in her arms, she walked slowly from the river in Youxian County to the direction of Heyuan.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that someone is following me tonight.

She frowned, turned around and looked back, there was nothing behind her, nothing.

There was a chill on his back, and he quickly quickened his pace, but because he was so nervous that when he passed the green belt, he fell directly towards the river.

Although she fell five or six meters, fortunately, the fall was not painful. Just as she was about to stand up, she heard an anxious voice from the side of the road.

"Sheng Mian, how are you doing?"

"Shengmian!"

Sheng Mian thought she was having auditory hallucinations, and just about to answer, she saw a man coming down from above.

The road is very slippery, and it was muddy after a light rain last night.

Fu Yancheng wanted to run down, but he was wearing leather shoes, and he slid down ten meters. The position he was standing on was lower than Shengmian's, and half of his foot had already fallen into the water.

And Sheng Mian was still standing inside the green belt, her voice was very cold.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Yancheng pretended to lower his head to wash the mud off his trouser legs, but didn't hear him.

Sheng Mian only felt angry, and was so angry that she tightly squeezed the box in her hand.

"Fu Yancheng, are you following me?"

"No."

"Then why are you here?"

"Something went wrong with the project in Youxian County. You asked me to come over and take a look. I didn't realize you were there until I entered Heyuan."

Sheng Mian was dubious, glanced at him, then looked away, and started to walk up.

Fu Yancheng stood up from the river, his trousers and shoes were covered with water, and he walked up the side path.

Sheng Mian was right in front of him, but she didn't walk on the path, so she was knocked down by a branch and fell again.

All the boxes in her hand fell out, and her chin almost hit the ground.

Fu Yancheng hurried to her side, squatting down to help her up.

But she didn't seem to see his outstretched hand, but hurried to pick up the box.

Fu Yancheng just put his hand in the air, stretched it out awkwardly for a while, and then asked, "What kind of terrible virus am I?"

The night is very dark, and the water by the river is quiet. Spring is coming soon, but it is still a bit cold.

"you are not."

He just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard her add, "Your Fu family is much scarier than the virus."

At this moment, Fu Yancheng couldn't speak a word.

He opened his mouth, then retracted his fingertips feebly.

He stood for several minutes before continuing to go up.

When she came to the side of the road, Sheng Mian had already walked more than 100 meters.

He didn't dare to chase after it with big strides, and continued to maintain the distance that was neither too far nor too close.

All the way to the gate of the courtyard, a person in charge hurried up to ask.

"Mr. Fu, what's the matter with you?"

Fu Yancheng's suit was covered with mud and fallen leaves, and his trouser legs were all wet.

"fine."

He lifted his foot and went to his room. When he opened it, he subconsciously glanced at the next door.

The door next door was closed tightly, and she didn't know what she was doing inside.

Sheng Mian sorted out Lin Dong's things, put the box beside him, took a shower, and started to deal with the company's documents.

She tried to contact Song Tang again, wanting to make an appointment to meet.

Song Tang was still picking on Qiao, saying that unless Chen Jingxi went to talk to her in person.

This look made him want to see Chen Jingxi.

But it was impossible for Chen Jingxi to see her. He had already made a condition with Sheng Mian that he would not deal with Song Tang. Even if Song Tang came here in the future, he would not take over.

[Miss Song, Manager Chen has other artists in his hands for the time being, so he probably doesn't have time to come see you. 】

[That's nothing to talk about. 】

When Song Tang saw this and said it, he was half dead with anger.

Well, the old cucumber has only been away for a long time, and he has a new artist in his hand.

If she doesn't go to SM again, will he completely forget her?

Just like in the third year of high school, when he said he left, he left and never came back.

Song Tang felt a little panic in her heart, she wished she could accept Shengmian's olive branch immediately.

But is it useful to keep chasing after him?

He doesn't like her, and he's even an unmarriageist.

[Miss Song, think about it again, I sincerely want to sign you. 】

After Sheng Mian finished sending this article, he started to process the documents again.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

A look of impatience crossed her eyebrows, worrying that it was Fu Yancheng again.

As a result, I opened the door and saw that it was a staff member carrying ginger soup.

"Miss Sheng, this is specially made ginger soup for the guests. If you need supper, you can also tell us."

Sheng Mian didn't have the habit of eating late at night, just when she was about to refuse, she saw that the door next door was also opened, it was Fu Yancheng.

Fu Yancheng was taken aback when he saw her.

The staff quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, have you finished your drink? Do you need supper?"

"unnecessary."

Fu Yancheng put the empty bowl on the tray, and instead of looking at Sheng Mian, he quickly closed the door.

(End of this chapter)