Chapter 689 He is being sentimental

He was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, and he wished he could go out now and deal with her like he dealt with the men in the elevator last night.

But he knew that he couldn't do it.

Did he really not like penny before?

He didn't believe it.

Half an hour later, Sheng Mian called him, "Mr. Fu, come out and have some porridge."

To Fu Yancheng's ears, her words at this moment were no different from those of the evil queen who sent poisoned apples.

He was wearing the white shirt from last night, his suit had been thrown away, and his leather shoes had long been thrown away.

Sheng Mian brought the porridge to the dining table and smiled when she saw Fu Yancheng coming out.

"Have some porridge."

He probably went to that hotel to socialize last night, and most likely he hadn't eaten yet.

He has a stomach problem, and for the time being there is only porridge at home, so he can only warm his stomach first.

Fu Yancheng sat on the chair, looking at the steaming bowl of porridge in front of him, and saw that she hadn't eaten it.

"Why don't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

She really wasn't hungry.

Fu Yancheng's breath became very cold in an instant, and he stared at her coldly.

A thin blush appeared at the end of her eyes, and her cold, dark eyes were unblinking, as if they were trying to suck her in.

As soon as Sheng Mian sat down opposite him, he took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon and put it to her lips.

She didn't hesitate, lowered her head to eat.

But Fu Yancheng flinched and took the spoon back.

Sheng Mian felt that this person was deliberately playing tricks on her, "Are you going to eat or not?"

If you don't want to eat, you can leave now.

"You want me to eat?"

"I stayed up specially for you."

Fu Yancheng stirred slowly with his fingertips. When he heard this, he uttered, "Penny, what do you want?"

Sheng Mian had a headache and raised her hand to rub the center of her brow, "Mr. Fu, I want you to eat this porridge now and leave."

When she looked up at him, she didn't know why, but she saw a hint of hurt in his eyes.

She just cooked a bowl of porridge, but to him, she looked like she was going to the execution ground.

"Penny, come here."

His tone was light.

Sheng Mian stood up and walked in front of him. He suddenly hugged her waist and looked up at her.

"There is no resurrection after death, so don't regret it."

Sheng Mian: "."

Seeing that she still didn't say anything, Fu Yancheng was immediately discouraged. How could he have thought that this person liked him before?

She didn't like it at all.

Sheng Mian also came to his senses at this moment. Did Fu Yancheng not like drinking porridge?

In fact, she didn't know what Fu Yancheng liked.

"If Mr. Fu doesn't want to drink, then don't drink."

Anyway, when he went to the company, Qi Shen would prepare breakfast for him, but it seemed like she was doing something unnecessary.

"real?"

"Um."

It's great, no need to die.

Fu Yancheng breathed a sigh of relief, but then his face suddenly darkened.

Why would he think so?

Could it be that as long as this woman persists, he will really drink this bowl of poison?

Sheng Mian glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already a little late.

"Ask Qi Shen to bring you clothes."

She has to go to the company.

"What about you being my lover?"

"Mr. Fu."

Sheng Mian let go of his hand around his waist and said calmly, "Actually, I never told you that I have someone I like."

Fu Yancheng's fingertips curled up, thinking that he might as well drink the bowl of porridge.

At this moment, he felt embarrassed and his voice lowered, "Didn't you just get divorced not long ago?"

"I don't love my ex-husband. There is always someone in my heart. He is my first love, and the previous relationship between Mr. Fu and I was not lovers. I am asking for something from you. You proposed a deal of sleeping with me ten times, and I agreed. .”

"I divorced my ex-husband because I didn't love him, that's all."

She took the bag on the side, sometimes thinking that Fu Yancheng was half a year younger than her, cold and ruthless in the shopping mall, but willful and stingy in the emotional world.

Fu Yancheng immediately stopped saying anything. She thought she divorced her ex-husband because of him.

It turns out not to be.

It's him who is being sentimental.

It turns out she has someone she likes.