Chapter 380 I Took Your Shirt Away

She was extremely nervous. Sometimes she was afraid that someone would push the door in, and sometimes she was afraid that there would be someone in the building opposite.

At five o'clock in the morning, Fu Yancheng put the suit on her body and carried her into his car.

If someone had ever told him that he would fool around with women in the office, he would never have believed it.

He is a workaholic, and the office is a sacred place.

But he and the woman in his arms stayed here all night.

Sheng Mian was so tired that she couldn't move a finger. Fu Yancheng put her on the bed and wanted to take her to take a shower, but her cell phone rang.

He frowned and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. After pressing the answer button, a man's voice came from inside.

"I'm Ma Guang, and your husband Xu Lue is in my hands. If you, bitch, keep pretending that you can't see my news, I will kill him. Believe it or not!"

The next second, Fu Yancheng's face turned dark, he hung up the phone and looked at the exhausted woman on the bed.

He chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with boundless coldness.

No wonder she suddenly changed her mind. It turned out that Ma Guang had arrested her husband.

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When Sheng Mian woke up, she felt pain all over her body.

Seeing the ceiling, she quickly stood up, but her waist was stretched due to this movement, and she gasped in pain.

It was already noon and there was no one in the house. Fu Yancheng should have left long ago.

Her body was in a mess, and she didn't even have a simple cleanup.

Her fingertips curled up, she took a deep breath, and covered herself with the quilt next to her.

But when he thought of something, he smiled to himself.

When she got out of bed, she frowned in discomfort and held the edge of the bed with her fingertips before she could stand up.

She forced herself to go to the bathroom, and when she saw the traces spreading down her neck, her pupils shrank severely.

Not daring to look any further, I quickly took a shower.

But there are no clothes.

She was even more embarrassed to send text messages to Jiang Liu. If Jiang Liu saw him like this, Fu Yancheng would have to be involved again.

Completely opposite to the dignity and coldness on his face.

Sheng Mian returned to the bedroom and had no choice but to open the cabinet.

There are many Fu Yancheng suits inside.

Her pants were still wearable, but her clothes were completely ruined.

He had no choice but to take out a white shirt from Fu Yancheng.

All of his suits are custom-made and neatly placed in the cabinet. They are ironed and delivered every day.

So are the shirts.

Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes, thought about it, and sent him a text message.

"Mr. Fu, my clothes are ruined. I'm going to wear your shirt."

Fu Yancheng was sitting in the office at the moment, carefully processing the information on the computer. When he heard the sound of messages on his mobile phone, his fingertips paused.

He took it and looked at it, raising his eyebrows slightly.

All the documents that he dropped on the ground last night have been sorted out.

Now that I think about it, I was really confused last night. The moment she agreed, I was a little afraid that she would regret it.