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

Chapter 867 The sweetness between the two

This kind of tone of voice can be seen as the little princess of the Sang family.

Sheng Mian ignored the text message.

Because 90.00% of Wu's shares in the company are in her hands, as long as she doesn't want to sell them, no one can take them away.

What she wants to solve now is the current predicament.

What she didn't know was that the little princess of the Sang family had already called Sang Qi, and she acted like a baby to Sang Qi.

"Second brother, you also know that I like Fu Yancheng, can you help me drive away the women around him? Please, second brother, if you don't agree to me, I will come to the imperial capital right away and hide it from my elder brother and mother!"

Sang Qi only felt a headache.

"Little sister, be good at home, maybe the person who wrote to you is not Fu Yancheng at all."

"It's him! I've already had someone identify the handwriting. It's his handwriting, but he doesn't want to admit it."

Sheng Mian's face appeared in Sang Qi's mind, and he asked tentatively, "How do you want to deal with her?"

"I hate all the women around my husband in Yancheng. Do you think he has any plans to remarry that woman? I heard that he likes that woman very much now."

"If you like it, you won't get a divorce. It's just forced by his grandfather."

"Second brother, I don't care! If she is still with my husband in Yancheng within three days, I will send Wind to the imperial capital. You know that Wind has never missed a shot before."

After speaking, the other side directly hung up the phone.

Sang Qi only felt distressed, and then called his elder brother.

A few minutes later, an indifferent mature man's voice came from over there.

"Say."

"Brother, little sister is going to let Wind come to the capital to kill people, don't you care?"

"To whom?"

"A woman next to Fu Yancheng, my younger sister has a lot of heart for Fu Yancheng."

The man was silent for a few seconds, flipped through the document in his hand with his fingertips, and the sound of document friction came from the phone.

"Ask Fu Yancheng why he wants to marry his younger sister."

Sang Qi knew that the elder brother's indulgence to the younger sister had no bottom line.

"But Fu Yancheng now has a woman he likes."

"Are you married?"

"No."

"Then don't count. Has father told you anything recently?"

"No, just let me come to the imperial capital to establish good relations with people. I don't know if I want to locate the branch of the Sang family in the imperial capital."

The other side was silent for a few more seconds before saying, "He seems to be hiding something from us. You should contact Qin Bohuai in the imperial capital first. He works in the hospital. I found out that my father had a private deal with him."

Sang Qi frowned.

"Brother, are you investigating Dad?"

"Sang Qi, if I tell you to do it, you do it."

Sang Qi's momentum weakened instantly, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Qi was very distressed.

If Sheng Mian was not allowed to leave Fu Yancheng, then the people from the Sang family would come to the capital to deal with her, and she would definitely not be able to handle it.

But is she willing to let her leave Fu Yancheng?

No way, Sang Qi had no choice but to go to SM in person.

When Sheng Mian was picking up coffee in the tea room on the top floor, he happened to bump into him.

"Master Sang."

Sang Qi immediately walked into the tea room and half-closed the door.

"Penny, your company is on the rise, how about this, I will give you three Hollywood roles, you know what it means, but the premise is that you leave Fu Yancheng and never see him again."

With the coffee in her hand, Sheng Mian instantly understood that it was for the little princess of the Sang family.

And Sang Qi was willing to use such a deal for her to leave Fu Yancheng for the sake of her personal relationship, so that she would not be too embarrassed.

At present, there is no company in China that can send its artists to Hollywood, and since Sang Qi has made such a promise, the weight of the roles given must not be low, and it will definitely be a big production.

This means that SM can cultivate three international superstars.

She looked down at the coffee cup in her hand, feeling that the coffee was a bit hot.

Agreed, unwilling.

But if she doesn't agree, her fight with the Sang family is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Before she becomes strong, there is only patience.

Sheng Mian only thought about it for a minute, then raised her head and said, "Three Hollywood roles? Okay, I agree."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the tea room was pushed open by a slender and handsome hand.

A slender figure of a man appeared at the door.

Sheng Mian's eyes met the man's face, her heart trembled violently, and the coffee cup in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Fu Yancheng was still holding a bag in his hand, which contained several lunch boxes, which should be the hot lunch just packed from the hotel.

He looked at Sheng Mian and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Mianmian, I'm only worth three Hollywood roles in your heart?"

The tone is light, neither sad nor happy.

Sheng Mian felt his throat was being pinched and couldn't utter a single word.

She never expected that Fu Yancheng would come all the way to deliver food to her.

The sweetness and ambiguity between the two are all scattered.

He just looked at her calmly, and then threw the bag in his hand towards her.

The lid of the lunch box fell off, and the light food inside spilled out, the soup soaked her chest, and the aroma of rice spread in the tea room.

He took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but his fingertips were trembling violently.

I didn't want to make a fool of myself here, so I just gave her a cold look.

"Your company, even if the Sang family doesn't let it go down, I will let her go down."

(End of this chapter)