Chapter 542 I Don’t Want the Old One

When she went to the rose garden to wait for Fu Yancheng, Sheng Mian looked at the scenery outside in a daze.

When the doorbell rang, she went to open the door.

She had already taken a shower, and Fu Yancheng's hair could be seen to be moist, so she probably came here after taking a shower.

Last time Xu Lue said he was leaving soon, Fu Yancheng remembered it, so this time he set the location in the rose garden.

For no reason, he just wanted to leave his mark on this place.

"Have the sheets been changed?"

he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I don't sleep with anyone else."

"Changed."

"Has it been disinfected?"

Sheng Mian thought that this man was really dead.

"Um."

Only then did Fu Yancheng hug her with satisfaction.

It wasn't a princess hug, it was dragging her butt so that her legs clamped around his waist.

Sheng Mian thought he was going to the bedroom when he asked those people, but he didn't expect that he was coming to the kitchen.

Fu Yancheng chuckled, bit her ear and asked, "Where is the switch in your house?"

Sheng Mian took a breath and said, "The door."

He turned around and went to the door to lock it.

She added, "Close the living room too."

Anyway, it's not completely dark outside yet, so I can see.

Fu Yancheng obediently turned off the lights in the living room.

The moment the lights dimmed, the feeling of shame was much lessened.

She breathed a sigh of relief and saw him walking over, unbuttoning his expensive suit jacket and throwing it on the ground.

If he had used this method from the beginning, Sheng Mian might have really fallen into the trap.

But now there are only two left, and after tonight, there will only be one left.

Then she would avoid interacting with him, wait quietly for three months, and have nothing to do with him after the divorce.

Realizing that she was distracted, Fu Yancheng kissed her with almost red eyes. He didn't stop until she started to push.

"Is it so difficult to ask you out now?"

His eyes were like vortexes swallowing light, covering her with a layer of ripple-like light.

Sheng Mian leaned back, and he pulled her back.

"Or is it because the appointment at your home affects your ability to be a good wife and mother?"

Sheng Mian was about to say something, but he didn't give her a chance.

Sheng Mian thought that was the end of the night, but when she saw him turning around and leaving, she sat alone on the kitchen island to catch her breath.

Then the lights in the room brightened, and she shrank in discomfort, spreading her palms to cover the light.

The lights are too bright, especially in the kitchen, which is dazzling.

Then he saw Fu Yancheng coming over with a pair of strappy high heels.

Her feet were hanging in the air. After he came closer, he knelt down and put on the high heels for her.

This pair of high heels has a gorgeous design. Jiang Liu bought them for her before. They are all silver and have rhinestones.

The straps were tied in circles and attached to the delicate and slender calves.

She lowered her head and looked at the man who was doing all this, her toes curled up, feeling inexplicably ashamed.

"Mr. Fu, say goodbye."

High heels with a casual style are more attractive than that type of clothing.

After wearing both legs, she felt extremely ashamed.

The sharp heels of the high heels stepped across the marble platform, and the cold colors, silver, and pink skin complemented each other.