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

Sheng Mian just didn't react, but now she has calmed down, with a decent smile on her cheeks.

"I just feel like I accidentally heard about Mr. Fu's family affairs, and I'm a little overwhelmed."

After all, if this information is revealed to the media, all the headlines tomorrow will be about Fu Yancheng.

The outside world has not heard any rumors about his marriage in these years. Once they find out, it will probably cause uproar in the city.

He is the heir to the Fu family, the youngest business upstart today, and he went to Silicon Valley to work in a circle at a young age. Even the Times there reported his news. It is no wonder that Mr. Fu has always been very fond of this grandson. very satisfied.

His private life will naturally attract much attention.

Fu Yancheng closed the document on his lap, "Miss Penny is not a talkative person."

His tone was indifferent, and his eyes fell on Shanxiao Villa outside.

Qi Shen thought he was going in, but he only said, "I'll have someone bring some of my clothes in later."

Qi Shen nodded, turned the car in front, and said politely to Sheng Mian, "Miss Sheng, I'll drive the car to your apartment."

Sheng Mian's apartment has been sold, and now she is waiting for her to go over and sign the contract. It would be a good time to go over now to sign the contract.

"Okay, thank you."

"It's our turn to thank you, Miss Sheng."

No one said anything in the car. After the car stopped at the apartment, the car to pick up Fu Yancheng had already arrived.

Fu Yancheng left quickly, while Sheng Mian stood in front of his car. After making sure that they would not come back, he called the agency and said that the contract could be signed now.

The agent had been waiting for her call, so the contract took less than half an hour to sign.

Sheng Mian just needs to wait for the bank to transfer the money.

She drove the car back to Shanxiao and found Liu Qiong waiting outside in a panic, so she found it funny.

"Aunt Liu."

Liu Qiong stretched her neck and glanced behind her to make sure there was no one else, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Sheng, what's going on?"

"It's okay, I'm just worried that Mr. Fu will come over. I still have something in the car. Let someone take it down."

In fact, Liu Qiong had never met Fu Yancheng very often. If she suddenly saw him, she would probably be nervous.

Now that the other party didn't come, she felt much more relaxed, so she took the people to the car to unload the goods.

After putting the edible food in the refrigerator, she looked at the delicate handbag in her hand, "Miss Sheng, what is this?"

Sheng Mian took a look and then remembered that Fu Yancheng had forgotten to return Fu Yancheng's shirt.

"Give it to me, it belongs to someone else."

After taking the bag of shirt, she went back to the room, planning to take a rest. After all, riding in the car was quite tiring.

She slept straight into the night. She washed up and went downstairs. Thinking of Fu Yancheng's words in the car about sending his things over, she ordered Liu Qiong.

"Aunt Liu, please help me clear out the guest bedroom that is farthest from the master bedroom. If Mr. Fu asks someone to bring things over, they will definitely be placed in the master bedroom."

Liu Qiong's face was a little heavy, and she sighed after a moment.

"Miss Sheng, how about I tell the old man about Mrs. Bai's attitude towards you? The old man always calls and cares about you. He thought you and Mr. Fu get along well. Now Mrs. Bai doesn't let you sleep together. This is not intentional. Bullying? There is no reason for a hostess to sleep in the guest bedroom."

Liu Qiong really couldn't stand it anymore. She was asked by the old man to take care of Sheng Mian. In the past few years, she had become closer to Sheng Mian and treated Sheng Mian as her own daughter.

"Aunt Liu, no need. Our marriage will get divorced sooner or later. I don't want to have anything to do with him before the divorce. It suits me not to sleep in the same room."

Liu Qiong had no choice but to ask people to clean up the room.

The things belonging to Sheng Mian in the master bedroom have been emptied out and moved to the room at the far end of the corridor. The distance between the two rooms is the farthest.

In fact, Shengmian didn't have many things, so he packed them up quickly.

Sheng Mian decided to sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. Before going to bed, she sent the renderings to Fu Yancheng. If the other party didn't reply like before, then she might have to create a construction drawing based on her renderings and then go find it. The construction team is gone.

When she woke up the next morning, Fu Yancheng only replied with one word.

【Um. 】

Sheng Mian had an inexplicable headache. It was the first time she encountered such an uncaring customer.

[Does Mr. Fu need to hire a third-party supervisor? 】

Third-party supervision is mainly hired by the owner to monitor the construction process, so that it is convenient to provide real-time feedback to the customer.

However, Fu Yancheng probably really wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper from beginning to end, so he returned faster this time.

【No need. 】

Sheng Mian thought again that this house was designed for his sweetheart. Shouldn't he show the renderings to the Xiao family?