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

She held the car door and slowly got in.

The pain in her knees and ankles was unbearable, but she held on and remained polite and distant when facing Fu Yancheng.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu."

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

After she said this, she was worried that she would disturb Fu Yancheng's work, so she sat quietly in the corner and said no more.

From the moment she sat in, Fu Yancheng's peripheral vision fell on her knees.

The knee was still bleeding and had a long gash, and the ankle was red and swollen.

If other women were like this, they would probably be in so much pain that they would be unable to control their expressions.

Sheng Mian just couldn't help but gasped, and then looked ahead quietly.

The car quickly passed by where Fu Xuan was. Because Nian Nian was too eye-catching, Fu Yancheng saw at a glance that Fu Xuan was teasing Nian Nian.

He couldn't help but ask, "Where were you in a hurry just now?"

Last time I saw her, she seemed quite nervous about the dog. How could she suddenly hand the dog over to Fu Xuan and then run in that direction?

And Sheng Mian didn't seem to have answered his question yet, where is his home?

But isn't her apartment quite far from here?

Knowing that Fu Yancheng didn't know his identity, Sheng Mian had already calmed down and used the excuse he had given at the beginning.

"This line is very beautiful and suitable for raising dogs. My family doesn't live there. I heard that the villas there are quite expensive. I rent a house nearby, but I will move to a new home soon."

Fu Yancheng narrowed his eyes, renting a house?

Sheng Mian's design fee costs millions for each project. Although the housing prices in the Imperial City are indeed very expensive, it is not like he still needs to rent an apartment after working for several years.

Besides, they worked hard together as husband and wife, so they should be able to collect the down payment anyway.

"I saw Mr. Fu's car just now, but I didn't expect Mr. Fu to appear here."

Sheng Mian cleverly changed the subject and asked her instead to Fu Yancheng.

"Um."

Fu Yancheng didn't say anything more. He didn't even want to mention a word about the woman in Shan Xiaoli.

The hospital has arrived. Sheng Mian opened the car door and limped to get out, but the pain in her feet was severe. She tried several times but couldn't push herself up.

It was a rare moment for her to have such an embarrassing moment. She took a breath, no longer worried about the wound on her knee, and got out of the car directly.

Severe pain hit her, and her face changed, but she still stood outside the window and smiled at Fu Yancheng.

"Mr. Fu, thank you."

Fu Yancheng held the document and saw her finish saying this, then limped towards the hospital door.

This woman really wouldn't even ask for help, her mouth was as hard as a clam shell.

He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, thinking it was funny. There was no need to rush to ask people if they needed help. His time was precious, and he had never been so enthusiastic.

"Qi Shen, drive."

Qi Shen was sitting in the front row, thinking that the president would help someone, but when he heard what he said, he stepped on the accelerator.

Sheng Mian entered the hospital alone. After being bandaged, she came out using the crutches provided by the hospital, feeling a little distressed.

I have to go to a banquet tonight, but how can I go in this situation?

Grandpa Fu wants to introduce her to other people in the circle tonight. If she looks like this, she will probably only embarrass the old man.

Sheng Mian regretted a little. She shouldn't have rushed back to see Fu Yancheng at that time.

She called Liu Qiong and asked Liu Qiong to send someone to bond it back, while she thought about whether she could quickly reduce the swelling in her ankle.

No bones were hurt, so I should be able to hold on wearing high heels.

She quickly took a taxi back to Shanxiao.

Liu Qiong was shocked when she saw her like this.

Nian Nian was now locked in the back room, and Liu Qiong was extremely anxious.

"Miss Sheng, aren't you going to the old house tonight?"

"Aunt Liu, give me some ice and apply it for two hours. I'll probably start putting on makeup."

Liu Qiong had no choice but to find ice cubes quickly.

"Mr. Fu was very angry when he left. Miss Sheng, do you want to live under the same roof in the future, or should you stop being so tit-for-tat."

Sheng Mian didn't need to guess to know that Fu Yancheng must be very angry, after all, he was let go twice in a row.

She sighed and looked at her still swollen ankle.

You can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade.

At the banquet tonight, it is impossible to continue to muddle through.

You have to bear his wrath after all.