Chapter Seventy-Nine: Door-to-door
Worried that she would offend Fu Yancheng, when she sneezed, she turned sideways and her shoulders shook slightly.
Because of the rain, his face became whiter, his hair hung down obediently against his cheeks, and his eyelashes were full of water droplets.
And she was thinly dressed, and her clothes were clinging to her body, outlining her slender lines.
Sheng Mian rubbed his hot eyes, and when he saw that Fu Yancheng's car was still there, he asked politely.
"Mr. Fu, are you working overtime?"
Fu Yancheng is indeed working overtime, and there is a banquet in the old mansion tomorrow night, and he must attend, so he advanced the meeting and just ended.
He thought that Sheng Mian would take the initiative to come up, after all, it was not easy to take a taxi at this intersection, and she didn't have a bag or mobile phone with her.
But the car stopped here for two minutes, and the car stuck behind kept honking its horn, he didn't speak, and Sheng Mian just looked at him with a smile, like a polite look to a big customer.
Fu Yancheng's heart was inexplicably a little angry, and he didn't understand why this emotion was.
"Where to stay?"
His tone was cold, and his side face was full of coldness.
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Sheng Mian is now going back to the Sheng family to get the documents, but if she goes to the Sheng family, then Fu Yancheng will definitely know her identity in advance.
And she's soaking wet, and going up will only stain his car.
"I'm very close to home."
Fu Yancheng's eyes crossed a touch of complexity, this was the first time he proposed to send a woman home, but he was politely refused.
Is she really as Wen Sihe said, is she quiet, wanting to get away with it, or what?
He opened the car door, and Sheng Mian was a little flattered, thinking that he was inviting her up.
Just as I was about to make an excuse to refuse again, I saw a handle pop up on the door, which was a silver handle.
"Umbrella, take it."
When Sheng Mian heard his words, he reacted and hurriedly took the silver umbrella handle.
"Thank you, Mr. Fu, I will definitely pay you back another day."
Fu Yancheng noticed that it seemed that since she realized it, she has been saying that you are.
Polite and distant.
The doors closed automatically, and he didn't say anything.
Sheng Mian has been drenched, in fact, it's useless to bring an umbrella now, but because he rejected people once, it is not good to refuse a second time, and he seems to be ignorant.
In fact, according to the truest thoughts in her heart, she still wants to borrow another hundred yuan for a taxi fare.
But wouldn't that make it clear that she didn't want to take Fu Yancheng's car? I'm afraid that I will offend people completely.
She simply shut up and decided to walk to the Sheng family.
It is indeed only half an hour to go to the Sheng family here, but she is still wearing high heels, which is somewhat inconvenient.
Fu Yancheng looked through the mirror and saw that she was really walking along the path, and her lips slowly tightened.
Sheng Mian walked to his feet and began to pantothenic, and finally saw the door of the Sheng family.
The guard at the door saw her coming, and his face was full of panic.
"Miss Sheng, are you ...... What are you doing here? ”
"Come get a document for my dad."
She said as she entered the gate with an umbrella.
Rang the doorbell in the living room and waited for ten minutes before Su Lan came to open the door in her pajamas.
"What are you doing here?!"
Su Lan's tone was very unceremonious, and there was a posture of stopping her from entering.
Sheng Mian looked behind her, and the decoration of the living room had basically been changed, and it had been replaced with the style that Su Lan liked.
There was a strange smell in the air, and her brows furrowed, "Come get something for my dad, get out of the way." ”
Su Lan pursed her lips and stood aside with her hands folded, "Take your things and leave quickly, but you were going to leave the Sheng family at the beginning, and now don't come back with a thick face." ”
Sheng Mian thought it was funny and looked her up and down.
Su Lan was inexplicably a little flustered, and tightened her pajamas, "What are you looking at?!" Don't think that if your dad isn't there, I can't do anything about you! ”
Sheng Mian didn't bother to do these verbal arguments with her, and went upstairs to the study to get the papers.
It's just that when she opened the study, she saw a family portrait of a few people on the desk.
There are only Sheng Zhong, Su Lan, as well as Sheng Weiyuan and Sheng Xiang.
And the photo of her and her mother was put in a drawer.
Sheng Mian only glanced at it, and when he raised his hand to take the document, he smelled the strange smell on the tip of his nose again, a little fishy and a little sour.