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

Chapter 835 Confession, rejected

Anyone reading these remarks about themselves will be unhappy.

But Sheng Mian just glanced at it, made sure that there was no other information, and lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

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Bar on the other side.

There were several empty wine bottles in front of Fu Yancheng, and his cheeks were a little red from drinking.

Wen Sihe was singing with the microphone, and when he put down the microphone, he found that Fu Yancheng had already drunk a whole bottle of vodka.

"I asked you to come out to sing with us, not to let you drink alone."

Wen Sihe snatched the cup from his hand and put it on the coffee table.

"What's the matter, have you been hurt by your Mianmian?"

In a word, both Xie Feng and Qin Bohuai looked over in an instant.

Among these few people, Qin Bohuai had the least time, most of them were in the hospital, so it was rare to be free tonight.

Fu Yancheng unbuttoned his neckline, his eyebrows flashed anxiously, "I confessed, but I was rejected."

Wen Sihe took a sip from the wine glass by himself, "Isn't this normal? Regarding the things you did before, if she can agree to you, she probably has to ask Bo Huai to see her mind."

Qin Bohuai was dressed in white, not a suit, but a casual windbreaker.

Hearing this, he suddenly remembered an event from a long time ago.

"Before the Jiang family invited me to show her hand, Sheng Mian's hand was injured at that time, but Yancheng asked me to show it to Miss Xiao first, I don't know if you still remember, if I went later that time, Sheng Mian's hand would be useless, I heard that she is a painter?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Fu Yancheng's fingertips curled up, and then he raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows.

Wen Sihe took a deep breath.

"This Xiao Chuqing probably already knew that Penny was Sheng Mian, and deliberately played this trick to make Sheng Mian hate Yancheng. Look at his methods. This failed. Seeing you now, Sheng Mian is like seeing rubbish."

"Who do you call trash?"

Fu Yancheng's tone was not very good, but he felt like hell, it seemed to be true, anyway, Sheng Mian just didn't want to see him.

If Qin Bohuai hadn't mentioned it now, he would have almost forgotten about it.

Too many asshole things done before.

Wen Sihe drank the wine in the glass in one go.

"Yancheng, you don't have the talent for chasing girls. The only way you can understand being nice is to give her things, but Sheng Mian doesn't like that. Do you remember that she took the old lady of the Fu family to court with a single complaint? At that time, I didn't know she was Penny. I thought that this woman is really kind. Apart from not being very good-looking, she has the same courage as a man. You have to show sincerity, so she will be moved by you."

"What sincerity? I gave her half of the real estate under my name, but she didn't even bother."

"It seems that money is not enough, you have to play tricks."

Fu Yancheng looked down at the wine glass in front of him, his side face was drawn out with charcoal, and after a long time, he said: "It's useless, no matter what I do, she won't like me."

Wen Sihe raised his eyebrows, then sneered.

"Then it seems that you don't like her very much. If you can give up in this way, you can also like other women at any time. How about I find a few to come in and pick and choose, maybe you can meet such a pleasing one. You can put her on the bed and sleep comfortably."

"She has someone she likes."

When Fu Yancheng said this, he poured himself another drink.

"Grandpa told me. When I asked Sheng Mian herself, she didn't deny it. In her heart, I was a villain from the beginning to the end. I belittled her, hurt her, and even prevented her from being with the person she likes."

"No way, who does she like? Didn't she marry you right after graduation?"

"In school."

When Fu Yancheng said this, he was so sour, "Maybe I have done it."

Wen Sihe stopped talking immediately, people like Sheng Mian might really be attached to the person they liked when they were students.

After all, the love in the student days is the most touching.

Fu Yancheng had no chance of winning on this point.

"Or forget it, I think she really doesn't like you very much."

"Yeah, I don't like it."

She can hug his neck and scream so happily if she doesn't like it, and she can show that kind of look at him if she doesn't like it, so what is the standard of her liking?

(End of this chapter)