Chapter 1152 I Hope They Won’t Be Together Before I Die

Sheng Mian thought it was funny. It was Fu Yancheng who took the initiative. What did it have to do with her?

She shook off Sang Jiu's hand.

"Miss Sang wanted to be someone's girlfriend, but was rejected. So she was upset. She didn't dare to get angry at Fu Yancheng, so she took it out on me, right?"

Sang Jiu was shaking all over, trembling her fingers, pointing at Sheng Mian's face.

"I'll kill you!"

She threw the bag in her hand at Sheng Mian heavily. Sheng Mian subconsciously blocked it to avoid it.

The bag was blocked by her and hit Sang Jiu's head.

Sang Jiu felt stars in her eyes, and then she fell back and fainted.

This time she was really angry, and she felt a pain in her heart.

She used the self-torture trick but couldn't make Fu Yancheng and Sheng Mian separate completely. It seems that this time she can only rely on her heart disease!

She must ask her parents to come to the capital in person to finalize her marriage with Fu Yancheng.

When Sheng Mian saw her fall, he didn't know for a moment whether she was pretending or not, but he still called an ambulance for her.

Sang Ting'an and Sang Qi knew about Sang Jiu's hospitalization immediately.

Sang Ting'an hurried to the hospital again, and only Sang Qi called Sheng Mian.

"You are really in trouble this time. My little sister has a heart attack this time. Our family has protected her very well over the years, and her heart attack has hardly recurred. This time my parents will definitely come, you should be careful, you can't afford my father's methods, it's better to go to Fu Yancheng."

Sang Qi was really anxious, and he always felt that his eldest brother was also planning something behind his back recently, and even his father was hiding something from him.

In the whole Sang family, he was probably the only one who was truly simple.

He really liked Sheng Mian's personality, but he couldn't do anything for her from his position.

Sheng Mian had returned to Shan Xiao at this time, and he knew that he was in trouble.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, sighing slightly.

"Master Sang, thank you for reminding me."

"Sheng Mian, my mother has a rather extreme personality."

The implication is that you should take care of yourself.

Sheng Mian was indeed a little distressed, but hadn't the Sang family come yet? She had to deal with the things on her hands first.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Fu Yancheng's car was outside Shanxiao. She had originally wanted to meet him directly at the cemetery, but now that he was here, she had no choice but to get in the car.

They didn't bring anyone with them, but her bodyguards were still following in another car.

Fu Yancheng only drove one kilometer before he found out.

"Your people?"

"Well, things haven't been peaceful recently."

She sat in the co-pilot seat and looked outside.

Fu Yancheng's heart tightened. He didn't know when it started, but when the two met like this, they had no topic to talk about.

The time they really spent together was very short. They had been married for three years, and they only had disputes during the few months when he returned to China. It seemed that they really had never talked about it properly.

He clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and the car quickly stopped at the cemetery.

Sheng Mian got off the car and looked at the densely packed tombstones. She suddenly remembered that once she went back to her hometown, there were four tombstones behind her. At that time, the surroundings were quiet, and it seemed that she was the only one in the world.

She followed Fu Yancheng. Because it had rained heavily recently, the soil was very wet. Although the road up was paved with steps, it was still not easy to walk.

She had just taken a few steps when a hand was handed to her.

She raised her eyes and met his gaze, "I can do it myself."

Fu Yancheng didn't say anything, took his hand back, and quietly placed it at his side.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they came to the old man's tombstone.

She didn't know what to say for a while. Thinking of all the things the old man had done to her when he was alive, she finally planned to kneel down and kowtow a few times.

But just halfway through kneeling, Fu Yancheng held her up.

"The grass is wet."

"It's okay."

He was a little angry, took off his suit and put it under her knees.

Sheng Mian was speechless for a moment, but she heard him say, "Grandpa won't mind."

After he finished speaking, he stood aside without moving, and didn't tell her that the old man hoped that they wouldn't be together before he died.