Chapter 1174 She is a person, not an object

After Fu Yancheng reacted, he pressed the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

In the dim lounge, there was only the sound of water.

After a long time, he let go and slowly got up from the sofa, "What time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. It was Fu Song, who was probably about to start persuading him.

He watched the screen of his mobile phone flash and didn't answer the call until the end.

Sheng Mian also saw the note above, and her heart suddenly tightened.

"Mr. Fu, has he come back from that place?"

She remembered Lin Jing saying that generally no one could contact Fu Song unless he took the initiative to contact people.

It seems that Fu Xingzhou's return this time has brought Fu Song back as well.

"Um."

Sheng Mian originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but he had already pressed her down on the sofa, and his voice was hoarse.

"Think about it."

Sheng Mian wanted to push the person away, but he skillfully set fire to her body, turning her to water in an instant.

In the end, she didn't ask why Fu Song called.

Fu Yancheng didn't bother much. It only lasted two hours, and the movements were fast and fierce. Sheng Mian couldn't say a complete sentence the whole time, and it was completely dominated by him.

When it was over, she started to get dressed and pointed to the computer outside.

"I have to work overtime here tonight, you go back first."

Fu Yancheng sat on the sofa, put his hands on the edge of the sofa, and watched her put her clothes back on one by one, her Adam's apple rolling.

"I didn't ask for enough."

Sheng Mian suddenly felt hot, and her cheeks became hot.

"At least let me finish Wen Zhao's business first."

She knew that Fu Yancheng was feeling uneasy, and she wanted to stay with him recently, but the Wen Zhao matter was too difficult, and there was still a lot of scolding on the Internet, and even if Fu Yancheng wanted to help her, he would not be able to use suppression if something like this happened. It will only make netizens backlash even more.

She can only find a breakthrough.

Fu Yancheng slowly hugged her waist, "How about we go?"

Sheng Mian didn't know that he still had power in North America, that he was more terrifying and wealthy than the Fu family, so he didn't understand what he said for a while.

After Fu Yancheng said these words, he chuckled.

"You're kidding, I'm going back."

Sheng Mian grabbed his hand and said, "I'll be back soon."

Fu Yancheng nodded, grabbed the suit with one hand, and placed it between his elbows.

For a moment, Sheng Mian really didn't want to worry about Wen Zhao anymore, but how could it be possible? Every artist in the company was her responsibility.

What's more, Wen Zhao is the first artist signed by the company, and he joined the company when it was just established. She must promote him to a higher position.

Fu Yancheng kissed her on the forehead and tapped her lips before leaving.

But as soon as he arrived downstairs of S.M's company, he saw a black car waiting there for a long time.

As soon as he approached, the car door opened and Fu Song sat inside.

"Yancheng, let's talk."

Fu Yancheng sat in and saw the scenery outside the window receding, so he took out a cigarette and opened the window a crack.

Fu Song pondered for a while before sighing.

"The people above also asked me to advise you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yancheng smiled, "Father, I know that human nature is selfish, but when those people made decisions, did they consider me? Did they consider Sheng Mian? She is a person, not an item. thing."

Fu Song's face suddenly flashed with embarrassment. Over the years, he had not been good at communicating with his son.

The atmosphere in the carriage became dull.