Chapter 190 A little drunk

The other side of the presidential suite was no longer occupied, and they were the only two people left on this floor.

The light above her head made Sheng Mian's skin especially white, and her eyes were shining brightly. She didn't know how long she had been waiting here.

"I really have something to discuss with you, Mr. Fu, can I come in and sit down?"

Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows and waited for him at the door of his hotel room late at night. He had even painted his picture before.

His eyes narrowed, he should refuse.

After all, he wanted to put distance between the two of them.

Sheng Mian was worried that he would refuse, and the matter could not be explained clearly for a while. There was a serious misunderstanding on Ms. Fu's part, so she had to explain it one by one.

Fu Yancheng took the room card and opened the door.

Sheng Mian followed him, with the cold woody scent of his body mixed with the slight smell of alcohol on the tip of her nose.

The space seemed to become cramped, and she realized belatedly that it seemed inappropriate for her to take the initiative to look for someone.

But the phone rang again at this time, and it was still a call from those partners.

Along the way, she received two more phone calls, both of which were about people wanting to cancel their orders.

She had made preparations for so long and communicated with suppliers in advance, but now almost all suppliers have canceled their cooperation with her.

And the studio was also severely affected.

After all, it was Fu Qiuya who took action. Not only was she a member of the Fu family, she was also very skilled in the business world, so she managed Lin Jing so strictly.

Sheng Mian carried the thermos box and sat down on the sofa in the room.

Fu Yancheng took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned a few top buttons of his shirt, exposing his collarbone.

Fu Yancheng's skin has the ability to amaze people at any time.

Sheng Mian couldn't take his eyes off it. Thinking of the painting, it seemed that he could add some details.

"Tell me what's going on."

Fu Yancheng unhurriedly rolled up the sleeves around his wrists, exposing his thin wrists.

He sat opposite her, his posture elegant and leisurely.

The brightest light in the room was not turned on. The light at the moment was dim, and coupled with the smell of alcohol, Sheng Mian was inexplicably tipsy.

It seemed that it was not Fu Yancheng who drank, but her.

Things like beauty can make people confused, regardless of men or women.

Fu Yancheng didn't wait for her answer, but saw her eyes falling on his wrist with a hint of admiration.

"penny?"

Sheng Mian regained consciousness and placed the thermos box in her hand on the coffee table.

"Mr. Fu, are your injuries completely healed?"

It refers to the injury on Fu Yancheng's hand.

"Speak directly if you have something to say."

He didn't like hearing these kind words very much. Being interrupted like this, Sheng Mian felt a little embarrassed and coughed lightly.

"Ms. Fu seems to have misunderstood me. Mr. Fu, you should know before that I was dragged by Boss Lin to play his girlfriend. Now that Boss Lin has a new girlfriend, Ms. Fu thinks I have ulterior motives, and"

When she said this, she paused and her eyes fell on Fu Yancheng's face.

He had no expression, probably due to the stamina of the alcohol. At this moment, he raised his neck slightly, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"And Ms. Fu probably knew about the night I had with Mr. Fu. I didn't tell her about it, but she must have known about it, so she blocked all my cooperation lists, and it also affected my studio. , I originally wanted to ask Boss Lin for help, but thinking that Boss Lin respects Ms. Fu, I gave up, so I thought of asking you, Mr. Fu."

Mentioning what happened that night, after all, they were two people who rolled on the same bed. Even though both of them had cold temperaments, in this atmosphere at this moment, they both felt a little subtle about each other.

After Sheng Mian finished speaking, she sat quietly, waiting for Fu Yancheng's response.

But Fu Yancheng had a meeting all day today, and then went out to socialize in the evening. In addition, he had been urged by Mr. Fu recently. When he calmed down, he felt a little drunk.

Sheng Mian sat for half an hour without waiting for him to speak.

"Mr. Fu?"