Chapter 659 It doesn’t bother you if I hook up with you, right?

Fu Yancheng put one hand in his pocket and stood aside calmly, looking around her coldly.

"Besides being able to seduce men, what else do you do?"

Sheng Mian's face suddenly turned cold.

"Mr. Fu, it doesn't bother you if I hook up with you, right?"

Fu Yancheng's chest felt clogged, and a wave of irritation surged up.

Especially when he saw her beautiful face, speaking words to seduce the man without hesitation, he couldn't help but move his fingers hanging on one side.

"After all, you have been my secretary. Can't you just ask me a few words?"

"I was fired by Mr. Fu. Is it possible that Mr. Fu still cares about the private lives of strangers?"

She felt that this man was simply sick. She opened the door and was about to get in the car, but the tire pressure sounded an alarm at this moment, and she frowned.

I got out of the car and checked, and found that my tire was flat.

This area was a villa area, and there was no way a taxi would take orders. She took a deep breath, called the repair company, told her the address, and then walked out.

Fu Yancheng got into the car slowly and saw the person walking silently in front.

"Dudu!"

He honked the horn twice, and Sheng Mian in front of him was so frightened that he almost fell down.

Fu Yancheng's car lowered its window in front of her and drove slowly along with her walking speed.

"It's about a kilometer from here to the taxi place. Your speed is too slow."

He didn't even say he wanted her to come up. After saying that, he accelerated and sprayed exhaust fumes all over her face.

Sheng Mian was so angry that her scalp was numb.

How could there be such a man!

Even if all the men in the world were dead, she would never like Fu Yancheng!

Just as she was thinking this in her mind, the car suddenly and slowly backed away again, glancing at her with the same cold face.

"boarding."

Sheng Mian didn't want to talk to him and walked forward.

Fu Yancheng's wrist rested on the steering wheel casually. The string of agarwood on his wrist was gone, replaced by a Patek Philippe watch.

The wrist bones are slender and have distinct joints.

Shengmian was obviously very angry and wanted to leave several holes in the ground with her high heels.

Fu Yancheng's car stopped, and for some reason he could see something charming from her back.

He didn't open it again, but raised his hand to rub his temples. The images that occasionally passed by made his head hurt, and his face turned pale in an instant.

When Sheng Mian walked to the roadside, it took half an hour to take a taxi.

When she returned to Shanxiao, she still felt suffocated and uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath and went upstairs to quietly draw a landscape painting. She thought that the next time she saw Sang Qi, she would give it to him as a gift in return for today.

After finishing the painting, the suffocated breath was relieved a lot.

In the evening, someone did contact her, but the voice was very low, and you had to listen carefully to hear it. It was a girl's voice, saying she was a student of He Lun.

Sheng Mian didn't expect Sang Qi's words to be so effective. Just a few hours later, He Lun actually arranged for a student to come over for her.

"Ms. Penny, can we meet?"

Sheng Mian couldn't ask for more. What she needed most now was a script.

She put her painting aside to dry and was about to meet the student.

At the same time, Fu Yancheng also drove his car to the restaurant.

Sitting opposite him was Xie Feng. Xie Feng had called him several times, but he never came out to see anyone.

Xie Feng observed him for a while and poured him a glass of white wine.

"Have you really lost your memory?"

Fu Yancheng didn't remember this person either. He turned his head slightly and saw Sheng Mian leading a timid little girl not far away. The two of them were walking towards the restaurant.

This is a high-end restaurant. The crystal chandelier in the middle reflects the light, and the entire hall is magnificent.

This window is one-way and can see outside, but people outside cannot see inside.

Fu Yancheng watched her get out of the car. The girl beside her had thick bangs, tacky braids, and heavy glasses.

Sheng Mian was speaking softly to her, her bright eyes smiling for a moment.

Xie Feng also saw this scene and couldn't help but ask.

"Have you really lost your memory? Why do you feel that the way you look at her is still the same as before?"

Fu Yancheng looked away, "How?"

"It's written all over your eyes that you want to rush over and press her against the wall right now. I'm surprised, does she look so good to you?"

Xie Feng came to Fu Yancheng because he originally wanted to tell him about Fu Xingzhou. The source of the notebook had been wiped clean, so it was probably a fake.

But in Fu Yancheng's current situation, he probably doesn't even know who Fu Xingzhou is.

Probably because what Xie Feng said was so thought-provoking, Fu Yancheng drank all the white wine and felt a little warm.

Some images vaguely came to mind again.

The warm water spread over the two of them, and he pressed her against the wall and kissed her fiercely, as if she were some delicious snack.

My head hurt violently, and the picture that appeared disappeared in an instant.

He didn't even see the faces of the two people entangled in the picture clearly, but his body instantly became hot.