Chapter 17 It’s human nature for Mr. Fu to look down on me

Her whole body was soaked, her long hair was dripping with water, and her white soles without shoes just stepped on the floor, and her ankles were straight.

The toes are round and white, and the nails are neatly trimmed. They are curled up unconsciously because of nervousness.

Fu Yancheng gave her a meaningful look, closed the computer, and sneered, "Husband? You're not going to hide your thoughts now, are you?"

Noticing his gaze, Shengmian lowered his head to look at himself and found that even the outline of his underwear was clearly visible under the light.

His originally pale face suddenly turned red, and he rushed back to the bathroom as if he was about to bleed.

Not interested in continuing to watch her hard-to-get tricks, Fu Yancheng took the computer and files aside and stood up to leave. The photo in the file floated out and slowly fell to the floor.

Before I could pick it up, I heard the bathroom door being pushed open again.

There was no change of clothes here. Sheng Mian was wrapped in a bath towel, her long wet hair pulled up, and her entire face was exposed. Her tone and movements were several times more polite than before.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry for what happened this time."

She lowered her head and took out the card she had prepared, "I will open a new room for you, and I am also willing to compensate you for all your mental losses."

He rescued her from Wan Yuanan, but she "repaid kindness with hatred".

Being offended like this by a woman you don't like.

If you don't get angry, you are already opening up.

"Mental damages?"

Fu Yancheng repeated these five words to confirm that he heard them correctly.

Sheng Mian held the bath towel with one hand. Because of her uneasiness, she slowly exerted force on her hand, causing the towel to become wrinkled.

Maybe there are drugs in the body that are causing trouble.

He raised his head to look at Fu Yancheng, and when their eyes met, the content he had just organized and prepared suddenly became blank again.

Scenes of her clinging to people and forcibly kissing him flashed through his mind, and he felt waves surging in his chest, and his face was still burning.

The only thing that made her relieved was that looking at Fu Yancheng's appearance, he probably didn't know her identity yet.

"Do you think I'm short of money? Or did you say this deliberately to attract my attention."

Fu Yancheng looked at her whole body.

"What makes you think I'll like you?"

At the stadium during the day, she still had the courage to tell Wan Yuanan that she was the wife of Fu's CEO, but now she pretends to be eager to let go of the relationship. Her acting skills are too poor.

He no longer wanted to stay in this room.

He bent down and methodically picked up the photos on the ground, but the last one was at Sheng Mian's feet.

Sheng Mian took a step back and helped pick it up.

Just as she was about to hand it over, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw the content of the photo.

Isn't this the villa she designed?

It was a bit unexpected, so she held it in her hand and delayed giving it to Fu Yancheng.

Fu Yancheng frowned when he saw her holding the photo in a daze.

Catching the coolness in the man's eyes, Sheng Mian immediately came back to his senses and returned the photo, "It's human nature for Mr. Fu to look down on me, but what happened tonight was my fault first. If possible, I hope I can Compensate your losses elsewhere.”

She had never thought about having anything to do with him, so she didn't feel too uncomfortable about his slightly aggressive words, just embarrassed.

The tense nerves relaxed a little, and she regained her composure.

other places?

What else could it be.

Fu Yancheng looked at her coldly and took the photo in her hand, with no unnecessary expression on his indifferent face.

Turning around and walking out, he heard her say: "Did Boss Lin give you these photos?"

Fu Yancheng didn't expect that at this time, she was still trying to keep him.

He couldn't help but chuckle, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Don't tell me that you are friends with this designer and want to introduce him to me."