Chapter 811 Sure enough, she was unmoved
Fu Yancheng stood at the door, wearing only a bath towel around his waist, and took the order from her.
The cool breeze outside blew over him, but he didn't feel cold. Instead, he felt that the heat on his body had dissipated a lot.
Something worth two hundred thousand dollars was not worth wasting his energy on, but at the moment he was reading it very seriously, reading word by word.
Sheng Mian stood a little impatiently, "Let's take it to your finance department. You don't need to look at this little money, Mr. Fu."
"Two hundred thousand dollars is money."
His eyes were deep and quiet. He didn't look up at her when he said this, for fear of being discovered by her.
The draft was very strong, and Sheng Mian was so cold that she sneezed.
He turned sideways and said, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"
"Need not."
He refused mercilessly, and then urged, "I'll go back to my room first. If you find anything wrong, just contact me on my mobile phone. I checked with Mr. Li, and there should be no problem."
"Sleep."
He couldn't help shouting.
Sheng Mian turned back to look at him.
He was very tall and stood straight at the door. The lines of his facial features were smooth and sharp, and his entire face revealed an aura of coldness and alienation.
But who would have thought that he had just done that kind of thing.
"Is there any problem? Mr. Fu."
Fu Yancheng had already seen the impatience in her eyes, and he felt a little self-defeating for a moment.
"I just want to talk to you more. I sent Fu Xuan to a mental hospital."
But what responded to him was Sheng Mian's back, and even a "bang" of the door closing.
If he hadn't known that she was still standing here just now, he would have thought it was his hallucination.
Sure enough, she was unmoved.
If she knew that he had followed her here quietly, she would not be moved, but bored.
The sleeping body is the most honest body in the world.
But she has the hardest heart, and she still spits out harsh words without mercy.
Her body is like honey, and her words are like knives.
For a moment, Fu Yancheng wanted to kick open her door.
Why think so much, she doesn't like him anyway.
But who will she like?
When he thought that this person might be Shen Sheng, Wen Zhao, or Sang Qi, he almost went crazy with jealousy.
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On the other side, Sheng Mian still felt annoyed when she was lying on the bed.
But out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the box belonging to Lin Dong not far away, and she quickly calmed down again. She would leave early tomorrow morning. She still had too many things to finish.
The next morning, she got up at five o'clock just to avoid meeting Fu Yancheng.
But the moment she opened the door, the door next door also opened.
Her face suddenly darkened, and she had the impression that Fu Yancheng had been up all night and was wondering when she would go out.
She walked a few steps quickly without looking at his expression. She quickly walked to the gate of the courtyard, got in the car, and stepped on the accelerator to the floor.
She did not leave immediately, but first put the box at her uncle's house.
The seal of the house was reattached. She opened the door with the key and put the box on the table.
It is estimated that no one will come to this room again.
After going out and locking the door, she got back into the car.
This time she drove the car directly onto the highway, and through the reflector, she saw that the car behind was Fu Yancheng's.
An indescribable anxiety suddenly filled the air, and she subconsciously felt that this person was really following her.
But she had no evidence, and Fu Yancheng would not admit it.
This feeling is really terrible!
