Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu insists on pampering me

Compared with Shen Sheng's private room, the atmosphere of this private room is very serious and business-like, and it is reserved for them all year round. Even the decoration reveals Fu Yancheng's personal style.

This building belongs to the Fu family. The Fu family has many businesses, and most of the famous buildings in the imperial capital are their properties.

When Fu Yancheng heard that he had moved on, he also turned his head and glanced out the window.

He frowned, would women like this?

Wen Sihe patted Xie Feng on the shoulder, "Xie Feng, don't you know, Penny likes Yancheng. Last time at the casino, she directly gave me one billion, just to earn impression points in front of Yancheng. Tsk tsk, that’s one billion, without blinking an eye.”

Fu Yancheng frowned and stopped his nonsense.

"Let's eat."

Wen Sihe revealed his thoughts with one word.

"Why, a woman who likes you is being so attentive to you now, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Sihe was quite satisfied with Sheng Mian. His face and figure were top-notch in the entire imperial capital.

I don't know how many times better than the so-called Xiao Chuqing of the Xiao family.

"Yancheng, since you don't like the one at home, why not try it with Penny? Do you really have to wait for Xiao Chuqing to come back? She said she wanted to pursue her dream, and you were both too immature at the time. Both of you were stubborn."

Xie Feng coughed and signaled Wen Sihe to stop talking.

Wen Sihe also realized that he was a bit talkative, so he quickly took the cup and took a covert sip of wine.

It happened that Fu Yancheng's cell phone rang, and next door, Sheng Mian's cell phone rang.

She glanced at the flashing name and said to Shen Sheng: "Sorry, I have something to do and may have to leave first. I hope Mr. Shen will keep the relationship between me and Fu Yancheng a secret. After all, we are getting divorced. If you know If there are too many people, the impact will not be good in the future.”

Shen Sheng was not the kind of person to talk too much. From her tone, she didn't seem to have any nostalgia for Fu Yancheng, which made her a little confused.

It's okay that Fu Yancheng doesn't like such a powerful beauty, but why does Sheng Mian not seem to care about Fu Yancheng at all?

Although he didn't want to admit it, Fu Yancheng was at the top level among the men in the imperial capital, both in terms of family background and appearance.

Sheng Mian doesn’t even like this?

These two people are really confusing.

Sheng Mian had already left the box with her cell phone, and the door to the box next door happened to be opened by someone, it was Fu Yancheng.

The two looked at each other and pressed the answer button in tacit understanding.

Sheng Mian's call was from Sheng Weiyuan, saying that the situation at Sheng Zhong suddenly became serious, and now he was in the emergency room again.

Sheng Mian frowned. Wasn't the previous situation stable?

"Sister, my brother-in-law's assistant came over just now and brought some things. I don't know what he said. My father seemed to be a little excited."

Sheng Mian's face darkened and she directly pressed the elevator button.

Fu Yancheng also entered the elevator. Suddenly, an emergency online meeting came from abroad. He must return to Fu's now.

The two walked into the same elevator.

Fu Yancheng smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Sheng Mian's body. She was probably drunk now, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Sheng Mian turned to look at him and asked, "Mr. Fu is also going to the first floor?"

Fu Yancheng nodded and stood up straight. His handsome face had no warmth, his black eyes were cold, and his back was straight and cold.

Sheng Mian actually wanted to know whether the sudden change in her father's situation was really because Fu Yancheng's assistant said something outrageous, but Fu Yancheng himself probably wasn't like Bai Qiu who was always belittling others, at most he was just beating them up.

She began to reflect on whether she had done something at Fu's house recently that made him unhappy, so much so that he asked his assistant to come to the house in person, even when her father was hospitalized.

Sheng Mian's eyebrows were cold, and she was already feeling psychologically tired of this marriage relationship.

The phone rang again, it was still Sheng Weiyuan calling.

Just as Sheng Mian was about to answer the call, she felt the elevator shake a few times. Before she could react, the elevator fell into darkness.

She also dropped her cell phone to the ground, and she quickly bent over to pick it up, but because it was pitch dark, her hand directly touched a piece of cold fabric.

"do not move."

Fu Yancheng's voice was no longer so cold. He pulled her over, held on to the handrail in the elevator, and pressed all the buttons under the elevator with quick eyes and hands.

This is the most correct thing to do when the elevator is in danger. After all, they are on a high floor. If they fall to the bottom, someone may be killed.

Sheng Mian stopped moving now, her muscles tensed, and she was obviously a little scared.

Fu Yancheng was just acting out of conditioned reflex. When he realized it, he felt that the distance between the two was extremely close.

The cold fragrance on her body penetrated into her nostrils, coupled with her uncontrollable breathing tension in the dark environment, it created an ambiguous atmosphere on the edge of life and death.

It's like a romantic picnic on the edge of a hundred-foot cliff, full of danger, but also full of bewilderment.