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

Chapter 836 That's My Marriage Room With Her
"Yancheng, stop drinking, you will be drunk if you drink any more."

Wen Sihe wanted to stop it, and looked at Xie Feng and the quiet Qin Bohuai.

"You two are talking, don't let me persuade you alone."

Xie Feng was still ordering songs from the sidelines, his tone was cold, "I've never been broken in love, I can't understand it, let him drink a few cups, it's fine when he's drunk."

None of the four people present had ever been in a relationship.

Not to mention Qin Bohuai, he was too busy.

Wen Sihe, on the other hand, fell in love with beautiful and clean ones, regardless of whether she liked them or not, they were just using each other anyway.

Only Fu Yancheng, who seemed the most indifferent, was able to plunge in.

So Wen Sihe ignored it and watched Fu Yancheng drink three bottles in succession.

After the end, he was responsible for sending people back.

"I'm going to Shanxiao."

Fu Yancheng said so while leaning on the back of the chair, staring blankly at the front.

"That's my wedding room with her."

Wen Sihe knew where Shan Xiao was, so he drove over without hesitation.

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night when we got there.

He rang the bell at the gate and sent a message to Sheng Mian.

【Penny, Yancheng is drunk and clamoring to find you. Now he is at the gate of Shanxiao. I put it here. You can figure it out. 】

After posting, Wen Sihe really left Fu Yancheng at the gate and drove away.

Fu Yancheng was standing alone against the wall, and Liu Qiong who received the news quickly came out with someone.

Fu Yancheng was completely drunk, but he still remembered the way in.

The two bodyguards did not dare to neglect, and helped him into the house.

Liu Qiong went upstairs and knocked on Sheng Mian's door.

Sheng Mian had just fallen asleep, and her voice sounded a little laziness after waking up, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Sheng, Mr. Fu is here, and he's drunk."

Sheng Mian thought she heard it wrong, she took out her mobile phone, and when she saw the message Wen Sihe sent, she frowned and explained to Liu Qiong.

"Throw it out."

Liu Qiong was a little embarrassed.

Downstairs, Fu Yancheng was lying on the sofa, the corners of his eyes were reddened by the alcohol, and his stomach was churning.

Sheng Mian went downstairs in her pajamas, saw him, and gestured to the two bodyguards beside her.

"You send him to Yujingyuan, where someone will take care of him."

The two bodyguards rushed to help Fu Yancheng, but Fu Yancheng's eyes became sharp instantly, "Get lost."

His identity was placed here, and no one dared to approach him for a while.

Sheng Mian took a deep breath and approached.

"Boss Fu, what are you going to do?"

Fu Yancheng raised his head and looked at her in a daze, thinking that he was hallucinating.

Then he stretched out his hand and hugged Sheng Mian's waist.

"Don't drive me away."

Sheng Mian pushed, but didn't push.

Only then did she realize that Fu Yancheng was still running a fever, and it was burning hot.

She put her palm on his forehead, and quickly asked Liu Qiong to bring the antipyretics.

"Call another doctor over, he has a fever."

Fu Yancheng hugged her waist, realizing that she was no longer resisting, so he closed his eyes.

He was really drunk, all he knew was that he held her tightly with his hands, leaning against her belly with his side face, refusing to let go.

"Fu Yancheng, where is your pain?"

Hearing Sheng Mian's question, he quickly said in a hoarse voice, "Back, back hurts."

Sheng Mian immediately took off his suit, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

It turned out there was blood on his shirt and the wound on his back was inflamed.

Was drawn by Grandpa Fu?When was this smoked again.

The wound was not properly treated, and now some places are swollen.

No wonder he said his back hurts.

Liu Qiong, who came over with antipyretics, saw this scene and cried out in fright, "What's wrong with Mr. Fu?"

Sheng Mian's face is also a little dignified, and it will be troublesome if he gets a tetanus.

She took the fever-reducing medicine and wanted to stuff it into Fu Yancheng's mouth, but he turned his head away and pressed his forehead tightly against her stomach.

Sheng Mian couldn't push the person away with all his strength, and was immediately discouraged.

"Take the medicine first."

Fu Yancheng only felt that there was a vague figure in front of him, but he couldn't see who it was, but the familiar aura reassured him.

"Shengmian?"

"Ah."

Sheng Mian stuffed the antipyretic into it, but he spat it out again.

"Let me burn to death."

After saying this, he fell directly on the sofa with sweat on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)