Chapter 17: Friendship
Sheng Mian pulled the hair on her forehead behind her ears, her eyes were bright and thorough, she pronounced the words clearly, and with a little smile at the end, she took the initiative to reach out her hand.
"Mr. Fu, let me re-introduce, my name is Penny, I am an interior designer by profession, and what you have in your hand is the work I have designed."
Fu Yancheng's steps froze, his body froze, and he thought he was having auditory hallucinations.
Sheng Mian saw that he didn't hold it, so he naturally withdrew his hand.
"I wanted to talk to you a few times before, but Mr. Fu didn't seem interested, and I don't know if I changed my mind when I saw that you still had my design works."
She said smoothly and naturally, "If yes, I think I should have a chance to compensate you." β
Fu Yancheng has lived for more than 20 years, and it is the first time he has faced such a situation.
Interior designer?
He glanced down at the object in his hand, and at the end of the photo it did have the designer's signature, as well as a string of numbers.
pennyγ
Thinking of the conversation between the two since they met, the brows became more and more furrowed, so it was a misunderstanding from the beginning?
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The man's face was gloomy and uncertain, his fingertips pinching the photo, and he turned around and sat down again on the sofa next to him.
There was a knock on the door, and Qi Shen's voice came from outside, "President, the lady's costume has arrived." β
Sheng Mian quickly reacted, this was probably for himself.
Qi Shen wanted to knock on the door again, but saw that the door was opened from the inside, and a soaked woman was standing inside the door wrapped in a bath towel.
A trace of shock crossed Qi Shen's eyes, just now the meeting was interrupted, and many people came to inquire and asked who was the woman next to the president? lest you accidentally bump into someone later.
Qi Shen was also in the clouds, only listening to the gossip of the crowd, and the woman was called Mr. Fu's husband.
He was stunned for a moment, hurriedly handed over the bag, and involuntarily glanced inside, and saw Fu Yancheng sitting on the sofa leisurely, his suit was a little messy, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like an afterthought.
Qi Shen hurriedly retracted his gaze and heard Sheng Mian say, "I'm sorry for you." β
Then the door shut.
Sheng Mian turned around and looked at Fu Yancheng, "Mr. Fu, please wait." β
She went into the bathroom next to her.
One side of the glass in the hotel bathroom is frosted, and the inside is lit up, so you can clearly see the human figure.
Fu Yancheng leaned back on her shoulders, and when she looked up slightly, she saw that she seemed to have taken off the most intimate one, her eyes trembled, and she looked away uncomfortably.
Sheng Mian changed his clothes, threw the bath towel into the dirty laundry basket, and walked out.
Qi Shen prepared a new women's casual suit of the G family that season, which made her skin particularly white.
She still held the card in her hand, "I don't know how much this suit is, the card should be enough, thank you Mr. Fu." β
Fu Yancheng raised his head and looked at her, wanting to see the emotions hidden in her eyes, such as whether she was acting again.
But her every move was too frank, and even her hair was eager to keep a distance from him, making it clear that she didn't want to be involved too much.
Somehow, this realization made him a little suffocated.
"Sit." His tone was light, "So Lin Jing introduced you to me because of the house in Yujingyuan?" β
Sheng Mian's eyes flashed with surprise, "Otherwise, what else could it be?" β
The corners of Fu Yancheng's mouth tightened, and she thought of that night when she said that he had been in this industry for three years, so this line of work refers to interior design?
The misunderstanding was resolved, and the blood stains on the sheets that day flashed in my mind, and when I looked at her again, I felt some inexplicable emotions.
Sleep is a completely business-like gesture.
"Mr. Fu, the house of Yujingyuan ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was heard asking, "The night of the Fu family's banquet, was it your first time?" β
Sheng Mian's heart jumped, he was really worried about what nonsense he would be responsible for, so he hurriedly retorted, "No." β
She smiled, "I forgot to tell Mr. Fu that I am actually married." β