Chapter 215 Stop Pretending

Fu Yancheng took a deep breath, his angular face filled with coldness.

Liu Qiong realized that these two people were not easy to mess with, so she followed behind them almost fearfully.

"Old man, Miss Sheng has a fever and has fallen asleep after taking medicine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Fu ordered her to open the door of Sheng Mian's room.

Liu Qiong could only open it and stand aside respectfully.

The old man glared at Fu Yancheng, "Why don't you go in and take a look? Are you lying to me about the hard work you told me before?"

Fu Yancheng's eyebrows were beating. He didn't know who the old man suddenly received a call today. He must follow Shan Xiao.

He stepped into the room where Sheng Mian was, but before he could say anything, the door behind him suddenly closed!

Fu Yancheng's face suddenly turned completely dark, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

The old man ordered Liu Qiong to lock it, but Liu Qiong did not dare to delay and quickly locked it.

Across the door, Mr. Fu said to the inside: "Yancheng, just take good care of Mianmian inside. I see that you two are sleeping in separate rooms. You didn't even come forward when Mianmian was bullied. Don't do it in the future." You want to fool me, this kid Mianmian is too kind, and he even tries to smooth things over for you, huh, you guys will give me a room to sleep in tonight!"

Inside, Fu Yancheng stood upright, looking at the closed door in front of him, his eyes so sharp that they could cut someone.

On the bed, sleeping was uncomfortable, and my nervous palms were sweaty.

She didn't expect that Grandpa Fu would come up with this trick and locked Fu Yancheng directly in this room.

She quietly covered her head with the quilt, making it tight and airtight.

Fu Yancheng sneered, walked to the side and sat down on the single sofa, staring at the ball on the bed.

"Stop pretending."

There was a hint of disgust in his tone, and Senliang looked at the bed unblinkingly.

This woman must have deliberately pretended to be sick to lure grandpa here.

Now that he's here, what are he doing with his head covered?

Thinking of the admiration in her eyes, and the fact that she came to her door wearing thin pajamas, it felt full of cheapness.

Irritated!

Fu Yancheng opened the top button of his neck, revealing his sexy Adam's apple.

Maybe this time he was really pushed into a hurry, and the end of his eyes had a touch of red, like a poisonous demon flower.

Sheng Mian hid under the quilt, not daring to move at all. Without reaching out to feel the atmosphere outside, she knew that the room must be colder than the refrigerator.

"Since I pretended to be sick and asked grandpa to bring me here, why are I hiding now? Isn't it enough that I took the initiative to send me to the hotel last time? My attitude is already obvious enough."

Fu Yancheng hated her so much that he felt uncomfortable even talking to her.

Fortunately, he was going to Youxian County soon. He had to stay there for a month before coming back, so that the old man would have no excuse for him to return to Shanxiao.

He took a deep breath, knowing that the old man was determined to lock him in here tonight, and he couldn't get out now, so he leaned back.

But the injury on his back had not healed yet, and when he thought that the injury was also caused by this woman, his disgust became more obvious.

Outside the door, Liu Qiong was a little worried.

"Old man, is this really okay?"

Mr. Fu snorted coldly and held the crutch with both hands.

"What's wrong? Mianmian said they had already consummated their relationship. She doesn't look like she's lying. I think Yancheng is marrying her and is thinking about other women. This bastard."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have cheated. Why would the Fu family have such a bastard?

"You watch here. No matter what he says tonight, don't let anyone come out. Just say it's my order and let them out early tomorrow morning."

"But even so, sir, I probably won't touch Miss Sheng."

"Humph, I gave him something else to eat on the way here."

Liu Qiong froze, and then remembered the Indian sacred oil that the old man asked to put in Mr. Fu's bedside table last time.

It seems that the old man really wants to hold his great-grandson.