Chapter 1045 She Perfuses Herself at Every Turn

With such a touch, Song Tang instantly felt much more energetic.

Zhuang Wan took a photo of her and edited it before letting Song Tang log in to her account and post it on Weibo.

——I'm sorry for making everyone worried. I just woke up. Several leaders of the company have been with me in the hospital. I am fine now. I hope fans will not take any extreme actions or hurt the little ones who are fighting side by side with me. Friends, this incident is not the company’s fault. None of us expected what happened.

This piece of news immediately hit the hot search results, suppressing the trend of scolding S.M.

At this point, the fans waiting at the company's entrance slowly disappeared after seeing this post.

As for those fans who are so irrational that they smashed the glass, the police will deal with it.

Sheng Mian got up and went to the window and took a look below.

There are still many fans around below, but at least we can go out.

Zhuang Wan reminded him at this time.

"Mr. Sheng, it's seven o'clock and I have to go to the party."

Sheng Mian nodded, told Song Tang to have a good rest, and left quickly.

At this time, the atmosphere in Yujingyuan was extremely gloomy.

Since six o'clock, the servants have repeatedly looked at the clock on the wall, but Sheng Mian never came.

The top professional styling team invited here are all waiting in the living room, and everyone is waiting to fall asleep.

Fu Yancheng's styling was already done, and he also prepared an evening dress for Sheng Mian.

Although I am really unhappy that she has been perfunctory with him these past few days, since we are going to attend together tonight, we can't continue the cold war.

But when the time came to 6:30, the styling team made some worried inquiries.

"Mr. Fu, the party starts at seven o'clock, and the styling will take at least an hour."

The implication is that if Sheng Mian doesn't come, everyone will be late.

Fu Yancheng said nothing, but everyone could see that the aura on his body was colder than before.

It wasn't until seven o'clock, when the party started, that Sheng Mian didn't show up.

His eyebrows flashed sharply, thinking that she might have forgotten this matter again, so he stood up.

"No need to wait for her, you go back first."

He had to go himself, after all, it was a good friend's birthday party.

The stylists all knew he was in a bad mood and no one dared to ask any questions.

Fu Yancheng got into the car without saying a word.

Qi Shen, who was sitting in the front row, drove the car to Xie's house silently.

After arriving there, as soon as the car stopped and Fu Yancheng's legs fell down, he heard a charming female voice not far away.

"Husband Yancheng!"

It was Sangjiu who spoke.

Sang Jiu and Sang Qi's cars have just arrived.

Fu Yancheng didn't say anything and simply straightened his sleeves.

Sang Jiu had already stood up with a smile on his face.

"What a coincidence, our cars arrived together. Do you want to go in together?"

Sang Qi also stood beside Sang Jiu, seeing that Fu Yancheng still didn't like everything.

"Hey, my little sister is talking to you, are you deaf?"

"Second brother!"

Sang Jiu scolded him coquettishly and looked at Fu Yancheng sweetly.

"Husband Yancheng, let's go in together."

Fu Yancheng did not refuse or accept, but quietly entered along the red carpet in front of him.

Sangjiu followed him.

On her left is Fu Yancheng and on her right is Sang Qi. This lineup is the most dazzling presence no matter where they go.

Even though there were many big shots at the party, when the door opened, almost all eyes were on Sang Jiu.

Just like the evaluation of her in North America, she is indeed a little princess if these two people can be her male companions.

The smile on Sang Jiu's face was very bright. He turned to talk to Fu Yancheng for a while, and then to Sang Qi for a while.

Her entrance almost grabbed everyone's attention and aroused a burst of envy from the ladies.

Sang Jiu was not proud at all, and his eyes were full of matter-of-factness.

This is what she deserves, so there is nothing to be proud of.

Maybe only a bumpkin like Sheng Mian, who has never experienced such a scene, would feel dazzling.

A smile appeared on her lips, as if attending a banquet in North America, and she greeted the people around her.

She felt that women were jealous of her and that men wanted to see her.

Sang Jiu moved closer to Fu Yancheng without hesitation and asked softly.

"Why does my husband from Yancheng come here alone?"

It was as if she didn't know Sheng Mian existed.

This sentence hit Fu Yancheng like a thorn. He didn't say anything, just lowered his eyelashes.