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

His heart softened for no reason, and he looked away, "Come in."

Sheng Mian followed him into his room as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

There is an extra table in the room. On the table is an open computer and a pile of documents being processed.

Fu Yancheng seems to be busy all the time. Even when he is here on a business trip, he still carries various documents with him.

Only at this moment did Sheng Mian know that he was chosen as the heir, perhaps not only because of his talent, but also because of his hard work.

Not everyone is born capable of this job and bear this responsibility.

She consciously did not go near the table where the computer was placed, but just found a chair and sat down.

Fu Yancheng walked to the table, opened the document, took the pen and continued to review.

When he was working, he became more and more cold, and his whole body was filled with the aura that no strangers should enter.

Sheng Mian looked at his backlit figure. Thousands of rays of light seemed to pass through his front, leaving a hazy shadow on the floor, and even his hair was dyed a layer of gold.

My fingertips suddenly felt itchy, and I really wanted to find a pen and draw him.

This scene is really captivating, the light, back, and breath seem to be intertwined together.

The pain in my stomach didn't seem that bad anymore.

Is this the legendary beauty?

She was fascinated until someone knocked on the door outside and Fu Yancheng said, "Come in."

Qi Shen walked in with a few side dishes. When he saw Sheng Mian here, he paused and then continued walking this way.

"President, please finish your meal first. There is another meeting at eight o'clock that lasts for an hour. There is also an overseas meeting at nine-thirty."

Fu Yancheng put down what he was holding and saw that there was only one bowl, "Get an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Qi Shen put down the food and ordered someone to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Sheng Mian didn't need to be greeted by Fu Yancheng, because she was too hungry and wanted to drool just by smelling the fragrance.

As soon as she sat down, her stomach made an inappropriate growl, which made her face flush and ears hot.

Fu Yancheng naturally heard it, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't say anything, Sheng Mian felt embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Qi Shen quietly retreated.

The dishes are all very light, and the porridge is also white rice porridge, which is very suitable for Shengmian's current situation.

She didn't dare to trouble Fu Yancheng to scoop the porridge for her. She quickly stood up to serve it herself, but she saw Fu Yancheng's overly handsome hands picked up the spoon, filled a bowl of porridge, and placed it in front of her.

Sheng Mian was stunned. She was probably in a really low mood today. Faced with such kindness, she didn't know how to react for a moment, so she subconsciously raised her head to look at him.

Fu Yancheng just did it casually, but when he saw the touch in her eyes, his heart softened again. Even he himself couldn't explain what it felt like.

"Eat."

Only then did Sheng Mian come to his senses, quickly took the small spoon, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

The porridge was very soft, and after just one bite, my stomach felt warm.

Although the food is light, it must have been cooked specially for Fu Yancheng by the chef here, and all the ingredients he chose were very fresh.

The fatigue of the day was temporarily cured.

Shengmian has a small appetite and rarely eats a whole bowl.

Just as he put down the bowl, he heard Fu Yancheng's cell phone ringing.

Seeing the name flashing above, he seemed to frown before pressing the answer button.

"grandfather."

"Yancheng, I will arrive in the imperial capital in about two days. Remember to bring my granddaughter-in-law to pick me up when the time comes. Do you understand?"

"..."

Fu Yancheng subconsciously wanted to refuse. Thinking of the old man's poor health, he paused and said,

"Grandpa, I'm still out on a business trip. I don't know if I can arrive in two days. Just ask her to pick you up."

The old man coughed a few times and said, "No, you have to come together, and you have to take time to have dinner with me at night."

Fu Yancheng took a deep breath and just had a meal. Although his impression of that woman had fallen to the bottom, who in this circle couldn't act.

"Okay, I'll come with her then."

Mr. Fu was happy to hear his promise and smiled. He also had to call his grandson's wife.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yancheng instantly lost his appetite and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

Sheng Mian was at the side and had probably heard clearly. Grandpa was coming back soon, and it would be inevitable to meet him then.

Because Fu Yancheng was nice to her tonight, she even wanted to take the initiative to confess her identity.

"Mr. Fu, actually I am"