Chapter Seventy-Seven: Guess
Sheng Weiyuan was even more nervous.
She had seen Fu Yancheng a long time ago, when he was standing in the crowd, his slender eyebrows and eyes were slightly narrowed, the bridge of his nose was high, and he was talking to the person next to him.
At this moment, she finally stood in front of him for the first time, and her whole body was trembling with nervousness.
Crush for years, longer than three years.
She learned his name in the financial newspaper, Fu Yancheng.
Later, he became her brother-in-law by mistake, but it didn't matter, he and Sheng Mian would divorce sooner or later.
Fu Yancheng looked at her and quickly withdrew his gaze.
"What are you looking for me to do?"
Sheng Weiyuan's cheeks were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood, and his hands were restlessly placed in front of him.
"I just heard that Mr. Fu is here, and I ......"
Fu Yancheng's face turned cold, "You follow me?" ”
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The affection in her eyes is too obvious to ignore.
Fu Yancheng's brows were furrowed, and he stepped impatiently.
"I've already had someone to bring a message to your father, so don't do anything superfluous."
Obviously, he regarded Sheng Wei's wish as Sheng Sleep.
Sheng Weiyuan stood in place, his face a little pale, but then, a hint of ecstasy was revealed.
He doesn't seem to like Sheng Mian at all, and if he does, he shouldn't be such a gesture to the Sheng family.
So even if he slept with Sheng Mian, he didn't take people to heart.
Sheng Weiyuan lowered his eyes, his breathing began to be unsteady, and his jealous heart was hurting.
The person she has been secretly in love with for so many years has been cautiously close to Sheng Mian.
But it doesn't matter, she still has a chance.
Fu Yancheng had already sat in the car, and Wen Sihe also sat in, shaking his head slowly.
"Could this be the Sheng family?"
It's just that they all think in that direction, it's really too much of a coincidence that Sheng Wei wants to appear, and he doesn't explain it.
Fu Yancheng's eyebrows tightened, and he thought of what his grandfather said generously and decently, cold and proud, and sneered coldly.
I don't know what kind of Gu that woman gave to my grandfather, a good-for-nothing person can also be praised as a flower.
Wen Sihe raised his eyebrows slightly, telling the truth.
"It's still a big difference between Xiao Chuqing, no wonder you don't want to have something to do with her."
The ambition in the woman's eyes was too great, and she couldn't wait to eat Fu Yancheng into her belly, and she was left out in the cold for three years, but she still maintained such enthusiasm.
Is it because of true love, or does he fancy Fu Yancheng's family background?
It's both, it's not pure to like, and it's not very clever in its means.
Fu Yancheng's eyes became even colder, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the Sheng family at all.
Hospital.
When Sheng Mian arrived, Sheng Zhong had not yet come out of the rescue room.
The doctors in the hallway went back and forth without stopping for a moment.
Su Lan is not here, Sheng Xiang is not here, and Sheng Weiyuan is not here.
Sheng Mian sat quietly in the hallway, listening only to the ticking of the alarm clock on the wall.
I don't know how long it took, but it was long enough for her legs to stiffen before she was patted.
"You're a family member of a patient, right?"
Sheng Mian came back to his senses and saw that the sun was already high outside, and there was a sound in his stomach.
She quickly stood up, "I am." ”
After entering the hospital room, she saw Sheng Zhong who had woken up.
Sheng Mian suddenly felt a little guilty, she actually fell asleep sitting in the hallway.
"Dad."
She shouted and hurriedly sat down on the edge of the bed.
Sheng Zhong still had an infusion on the back of his hand, and he looked sleepy.
"Where's your Aunt Su?"
Sheng Mian shook her head, she didn't know where the three had gone.
Sheng Zhong coughed twice, and it just so happened that his secretary came and brought the company's documents.
"Mr. Sheng, this is the information you want."
Sheng Zhong's secretary is in his forties this year, and he followed him from the beginning, called Xu Shun.
Sheng Mian saw that Sheng Zhongdu was already like this, and he was still busy working, so he couldn't help but persuade him.
"Dad, wait until you're better......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sheng Zhong.
"If you fight for a little bit, I won't have to work so hard, Yancheng's assistant came to tell me, let my daughter take care of her words and deeds."
His tone paused, inevitably with a hint of temptation.
"Mianmian, did you have a close relationship with your male colleague before, so Yancheng misunderstood?"