Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu insists on pampering me

Sheng Mian waited here all night, but he didn't expect to receive such a question when he came back to his senses.

She bit her lips tightly, and her heart felt sore. Just when she was about to retort, she heard Sheng Zhong cough a few more times.

He coughed hard, and Sheng Mian took the tissue aside and handed it to him, and saw sporadic blood stains on the tissue.

Sheng Zhong saw it himself, a little surprised, and frowned.

But he didn't take it to heart and just thought he was angry.

"Mianmian, I know you don't like Fu Yancheng. When you were at Imperial University, did you have a boyfriend?"

Sheng Mian didn't respond, her mind was filled with the blood stains on the tissue.

She asked the doctor to hide it from Sheng Zhong himself, so Sheng Zhong always thought that he would be able to return to the company soon.

Sheng Zhong didn't wait for her answer and felt a little regretful.

"I'm too greedy. I built the company brick by brick. At this point, it's hard to let go. That's why I let you marry Fu Yancheng. Besides, Mr. Fu likes you very much. If you marry him, you won't suffer any loss. You should know how many women in this imperial capital want to have a relationship with Fu Yancheng. If he becomes my son-in-law, I will die in peace."

"dad!"

Sheng Mian wanted to stop him, but now she couldn't hear the word "death".

"Even if I can't hold on in the future and the company collapses, you will still have a backing to protect you. I will give you 10% of the shares another day. You and your Aunt Su should stop worrying about this."

Giving a sweet date with a slap is Sheng Zhong's usual method.

Sheng Mian couldn't hate him so easily, not to mention that his time was running out.

"Mianmian, learn to get along well with Fu Yancheng. As for your boyfriend in college, you don't even know who he is and he won't reveal it to you. How can he really like you?"

Sheng Mian only felt tired, agreed a few words, and sat still.

Xu Shun had been standing respectfully on the other side of the hospital bed. He didn't ask until the sound of rain came outside.

"Miss Sheng, did you bring an umbrella?"

Sheng Mian shook his head and poured a glass of warm water for Sheng Zhong, his eyes filled with fatigue.

"Dad, take the medicine and then read the documents."

Sheng Zhong's face didn't look good either, and he waved his hand, "I know my body well. It's boring to be here anyway, so it's okay to look at it."

Sheng Mian had nothing to say.

When she left the hospital, it was eleven o'clock in the evening. Sheng Zhong said that there was a document that she had not brought at home and asked her to drop by and deliver it later.

Xu Shun has left, Sheng Zhong can't call him again, and Su Lan is probably asleep.

"Dad, why don't you take a rest."

"Mianmian, after reading that document, I will have another meeting tomorrow and have a good rest. The project has been robbed, and I have to re-establish cooperation with the bosses of other companies."

Sheng Mian had no choice but to agree, but halfway through the car, the tires got stuck in a pothole because of the rain, causing all the surrounding cars to be blocked by her car. The drivers came up one by one to ask questions, and the bad-tempered ones started scolding her.

Sheng Mian felt embarrassed, and finally even the traffic police came to her.

Sheng Mian's car had two flat tires, so she had to get off and stand.

Without an umbrella, I was soaked all over.

She sneezed and watched as her car was towed away by the traffic police and the blocked road was cleared. She was thinking about taking a taxi, but after touching herself, she realized that she had left her bag and mobile phone All left in the car.

Sheng Mian suddenly felt dumbfounded, and at the same time, there was a wave of weakness in his body because of the person Sheng Zhong mentioned tonight.

Her eyes were a little hot, and she planned to just walk back to Sheng's house.

Not far away, Fu Yancheng's car moved slowly along the evacuated traffic. He still held a pen in his hand and looked at the woman standing on the roadside outside.

The raindrops condensed on the car window, like a layer of broken diamonds, and seemed to collect the neon lights outside, slowly lighting up his face.

His brows frowned slightly.

Sheng Mian was just about to wait for the traffic light to pass when she saw a car stop in front of her.

The car window rolled down and she saw the man's stern face.

"Mr. Fu."

She shouted politely, because she was soaked and couldn't help sneezing.