The man was already asleep, his narrow and sharp eyes narrowed slightly.

Sheng Mian endured the unspeakable sourness and touched the bed. Her back bent into a beautiful curve, covered by her long hair, and was faintly visible. She was just about to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground, but a cold sound came from behind her.

“How much do you want?”

The tone was not emotional, and the strong ambiguity that had been drunk last night had disappeared.

Shengmian's hand holding his clothes paused.

It's ridiculous. My husband, who has been married for three years, doesn't even know who she is.

Three years ago, she saved Mr. Fu's life. It happened that her father encountered difficulties in the first round of financing. Mr. Fu took the opportunity to marry her grandson, Fu Yancheng, and injected 300 million yuan into the Sheng family.

Fu Yancheng did not show up throughout the whole process. She only realized after getting the certificate that the man had gone abroad.

In three years, Mrs. Fu, who is famous and innocent, has long become a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

Unexpectedly, the first time they met was in bed.

"I don't want money."

She put on her clothes, and because of a hangover, her head was in chaos and was about to explode.

"No money, are you trying to rely on me?"

Fu Yancheng sneered lightly, his eyes were extremely penetrating, and he looked her all over.

He has a white and small face, just right figure, clear eyes, and excellent appearance, but that's all.

Another one who came with him on his own initiative was different, this time he succeeded.

The man withdrew his gaze and said, "There will be no less than what you should give you, but the things you shouldn't think about should be discouraged as soon as possible."

Although he was drunk last night, he would not have completely lost control of a woman. The problem lies in the glass of wine she handed over.

Sheng Mian has already put on his clothes. Last night, the welcome banquet held by the Fu family, and the famous ladies and daughters in the circle gathered together, and they all wanted to see this business son who had just returned to China and took over the entire Fu family.

She arrived late, and Mr. Fu was specially reminded her to come abroad. She wanted to show her face but left, but her father stopped her and brought her two glasses of wine.

They said that they were taking advantage of Fu Yancheng's return to China and the two had a good talk.

As a result, later...

How resistant Fu Yancheng was to this marriage, she knew how much she wanted to convince him that everything that happened last night was not her intention?

A touch of self-deprecation appeared in Sheng Mian's eyes, and she was rarely silent for two seconds, "Actually I..."

The cell phone at the head of the bed vibrated.

Fu Yancheng glanced slowly and said that he was his personal lawyer.

Pressing the speakerphone, a respectful male voice came from over there, "Mr. Fu, you have already arrived at the apartment where Miss Sheng lives. She is not at home. Do you need to send this divorce agreement to Sheng?"

When he got up and came to the floor-to-ceiling window, Fu Yancheng frowned and looked at the river view in the distance, and had no impression of this wife who had been married for three years.

I heard from the old man that he has a good personality, and he is a top student who graduated from the Imperial Capital University, but so what?

The Sheng family had already survived the crisis and just thought it was restored to the kindness she had saved the old man.

The man's tone was ruthless and cold, "Contact her first and ask her to sign the divorce agreement. If she doesn't know how to politely, contact Sheng's side..."

Sheng Mian found his phone to check whether he had missed any work information. He heard the words "divorce agreement" in his ears, and was stunned for a moment, and the screen of the phone prompted his father Sheng Zhong's message.

"Mianmian, did you leave the seat early last night? Your aunt asked me to ask you if Fu Yancheng has drunk that glass of wine."

Sheng Mian lowered his head, "Dad, wasn't the wine prepared by you?"

"It was given to me by your aunt. If you are not busy with work today, you will go to the hospital to see your sister. She said she missed you."

Sheng Mian felt a silence in her heart, probably knowing that it was the woman who was deliberately plotting.

When Sheng Zhong saw her, he did not respond, "What's wrong? The concentration is too high, are you drunk?"

Thinking she felt uncomfortable with a hangover, she hurriedly asked her if she needed hangover soup, and her tone was full of concern.

Sheng Mian is not bad at all, but his mother passed away early. He runs a company alone and has worked hard for many years as both a father and a mother.

And she remarried only in her freshman year, and there was nothing to be sorry for her.

She didn't want to tell this, and suppressed her discomfort, "No need, I'll go see you later. You tell my aunt, thank you for your thoughtful thought."

The call in front of the floor-to-ceiling window continued, and it was vaguely turned to business.

Looking up, the light outside the window fell on the man's shoulders, wearing a white nightgown, with a casual posture.

He was carrying a light on his back, and there was no expression on his handsome face, but the lines on his side were particularly cold and fierce, making him look even colder and cold. Don't be close to anyone.

Shengmian put away his cell phone, turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Anyway, they are planning to get a divorce, so it would be embarrassing to know that I had slept with my wife who I hadn't liked for three years?

It’s better to just go together and part.

Fu Yancheng hung up the phone. It was not too late, and there was an outsider here who didn't deal with it. He turned around and looked at the silent room in front of him and couldn't help frowning.

The messy bed sheet was torn halfway and the wrinkled suit and shirt was thrown at the end of the bed.

The red wine is mixed with a beautiful smell.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. If it weren't for the extremely dazzling dark red on the sheets, he would have thought that the woman he saw when he woke up in the morning was an hallucination.

A knock on the door sounded, and the voice of the secretary Qi Shen came from outside, "Mr. Fu."

"Enter."

The door was pushed open, Qi Shen held a brand new suit, saw the scene in the room, and was confused, but he didn't ask much, put down his clothes and respectfully retreated to the living room.

Fu Yancheng went to the bathroom to take a shower, dressed neatly, and walked out.

Qi Shen consciously lagged behind and followed half a step back. The two went out and Fu Yancheng paused, "Who is the person who came out of my room in the morning?"
Chapter completed!