Chapter 1190: The Difference Between Heaven and Earth, Don’t You Know It Yourself?

It was the first time that Sang Ting'an saw Sang Jiu lose control of her emotions.

"Xiao Jiu."

The next second, Sang Jiu fainted. She had just come out of the hospital today and now she had to go to the hospital again.

Sang Ting'an's face turned ugly, but he still sent the person over quickly.

As for Sheng Mian, her eavesdropping device was still under the chair. Until Linda and her group were sent away, the corners of her mouth curved up.

She was in a good mood. Now that the arrogant rich second generation had been dealt with, she just needed to let Ran Ling cooperate with her to solve Wen Zhao's problem.

Sheng Mian sat in the office chair and waited for a long time before she heard her cell phone ringing. A voice came from the other side.

"Miss Sheng, it has been confirmed that the group of people were forcibly deported."

Sheng Mian took out his cell phone, turned to Sang Jiu's dialog box, and sent her a text message.

[Linda is leaving, Miss Sang won't go to see her off? ]

This is a direct confession. Linda's matter was done by her, and there is nothing to hide.

Sheng Mian didn't know that Sang Jiu was hospitalized again. Now it was Sang Ting'an who was holding the phone.

Sang Ting'an's face darkened when he saw the text message, and he immediately called.

Sheng Mian was not afraid, and directly pressed the answer button, saying in a relaxed tone, "Miss Sang, are you okay?"

She thought she was not a good person. Since the Sang family wanted to deal with her and had already taken action, why should she be polite.

But the voice coming from the other end was not Sang Jiu's, but Sang Ting'an's.

"Sheng Mian, you pissed me off this time."

Sang Ting'an is also a leading genius abroad. This time he cooperated with Fu Xingzhou, but he didn't really contribute much. At most, he just greeted the group of people that the Sang family knew and asked everyone to give Fu Xingzhou a convenience. He didn't really think about doing anything to Fu Yancheng.

But what Sheng Mian did now stepped on his minefield.

Xiao Jiu suffered two persecutions from Sheng Mian, and now she is facing hospitalization again. Her physical condition is getting worse and worse. Sang Ting'an finally couldn't stand it.

He must take action, and he must make Sheng Mian pay the price.

Sheng Mian was stunned for a moment when she heard his voice. After she reacted, she chuckled and said, "Boss Sang, you can't just allow you to deal with me and not allow me to fight back, right? What's the reason?"

Sang Ting'an's eyes were like knives, looking at the direction of the void, and it took a long time before he uttered a sentence.

"Xiaojiu is different from you, Sheng Mian, I thought you had already recognized your own identity."

"What's the difference, Boss Sang?"

"Xiaojiu is the pearl in the sky, and you are the mud on the ground. Don't you know the difference?"

This sentence was like a knife, stabbing into Sheng Mian's heart.

She shuddered in pain.

When she reacted, Sang Ting'an had hung up the phone.

Sheng Mian looked at the darkened screen, smiled bitterly, and then received a call from Fu Yancheng.

She grabbed the coat next to her, and when she arrived outside the building, she saw the familiar car waiting there.

Fu Yancheng held a cigarette between his fingertips. Today he was not wearing a suit, but a white shirt, which made him look particularly young.

Seeing her coming, he put out the cigarette.

Raising his hand, he opened the door, his tone was very light.

"You have offended Sang Ting'an thoroughly."

Sheng Mian was a little surprised, and then reacted. It seemed that everything that happened in the capital could not escape his sight.

She sat inside and saw that he did not come in, and was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

"Get rid of the cigarette smell."

He stood outside and did not go in. The car door was open. His elbows were leaning on the car door, and he lowered his head to chat with her.

"Mianmian, S.M is very important to you, right?"

He bowed slightly, looking at her steadily.

"Is Fu's not important to you?"

There are so many years of his hard work in it, it is impossible to really give it to Fu Xingzhou.

Fu Yancheng didn't reply, but looked at her quietly for half a minute, "You are more important."

Sheng Mian's face suddenly became hot, and she looked around with a guilty conscience. After making sure that there were no employees around, she slowly hooked her finger at him.

Fu Yancheng walked to her side obediently, leaned down, and the two of them were very close.

"What's wrong?"

The tip of her nose was filled with the faint fragrance of her body, and her voice rang in her ears.

"You are more important than S.M."

She didn't say against her will that the company was not important, but Fu Yancheng was more important than the company.

Fu Yancheng seemed to have been acupunctured, and her words and his father's questions to him were in his mind.

He lowered his eyelashes, and his tone became lighter, like a gust of wind.

"I really hope what you said is true."

Otherwise he would go crazy.