Sheng Yunyan huddled in the corner of the back seat, leaning her head against the car door. As the car swayed on the road, nausea rose in her stomach.
As for Fu Jinnan's sarcasm, she didn't want to pay attention to it.
"Yes, it's difficult to take a taxi in the dark. Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Fu sent me home."
Sheng Yunyan's voice was weak, and she looked like she was extremely tired.
Fu Jinnan looked at her half-dead look and couldn't help but sneered coldly.
"Since you are so tired, why bother getting up early and working late every day? The Fu family can afford to support you even if you don't work."
"It's better to leave your money to the people who need you to support us. We're all going to get divorced, so it's boring to talk about this anymore."
A man's mouth is a lie. If you believe a man's lies, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.
Sheng Yunyan was no longer a little girl who had just turned eighteen. She was so fascinated by the words "I will raise you".
Regardless of men or women, only those who hold money firmly in the palm of their hands are the most at ease.
Fu Jinnan's mood, which had finally calmed down, was reignited by her few words.
"Sheng Yunyan, whether you are done or not, opening and closing your mouth means divorce. If I hear another word about divorce from your mouth, get out of here now."
Sheng Yunyan opened her eyes, looked out the window at the deserted road, and pursed her lips.
If you don't say it, don't say it. You know how to look good in front of her all day long.
After a long while, the car drove into the downtown area and headed towards Lanshan Garden.
Sheng Yunyan leaned forward and patted the back of the driver's seat, "Assistant Jiang, please let me out of the car."
The tense atmosphere in the back row caused Jiang Cheng to break out in a cold sweat on his back as he drove, fearing that he might accidentally get on fire.
In addition, Fu Jinnan didn't speak, so Jiang Cheng didn't have the guts to make the decision on his own, "Madam, it's late, it's not safe for you alone, President Fu will be worried."
Is Fu Jinnan worried about her?
This was probably not the funniest joke she had heard in recent times.
Looking sideways, Fu Jinnan took out a cigarette, unlit it, and kneaded it in his hand.
Seeing this, Sheng Yunyan lowered the window in advance to prevent him from smoking in the car and burning himself.
Coupled with the uncomfortable tightness in her stomach right now, the fresh air would make her feel better.
Fu Jinnan turned to look at her and frowned.
Why is she so crazy in this cold weather?
Sheng Yunyan leaned back on the chair, her face showing an abnormal paleness.
The cell phone ringing in the bag broke the dull atmosphere in the car.
Sheng Yunyan opened her eyes, took out her phone, glanced at it quickly and put it to her ear.
"Hey, Dad"
"Where are you."
Sheng Wenyun's voice came through the microphone, slightly cold and strong.
Sheng Yunyan's voice was gentle and she said slowly, "I just got off work."
She subconsciously glanced at the man beside her with the corner of her eye, and then lowered her voice and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing. You can bring Jin Nan back for dinner the day after tomorrow."
Sheng Wenyun's tone was not very good, even a bit commanding.
Sheng Yunyan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by a female voice before she could speak.
"Yunyan, it's auntie. The night after tomorrow is your father's birthday. Our family hasn't sat down to eat together for a long time, so I called you back on his birthday. You should be free the night after tomorrow."
The call was answered by stepmother Feng Lian.
Sheng Yunyan lowered her eyes and subconsciously tightened her fingers, wanting to refuse.
But the man next to her took a step ahead of her, snatched the phone away, and put it to her ear.
"If you're free, we'll be there on time the night after tomorrow."
The person on the other end probably didn't expect Fu Jinnan to take the initiative to answer the phone, so he was silent for a while before he found his voice again.
"Okay, then your dad and I will wait for you at home, it's settled."
The cigarette in his hand was rubbed out of shape.
Sheng Yunyan didn't know what else Feng Lian and Fu Jinnan said, but he calmly put down the phone and hung up, threw it back to her, and closed his eyes to rest.
On the way, Sheng Yunyan couldn't help but cover her mouth and retched twice.
Jiang Cheng glanced through the rearview mirror, "Madam, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Sheng Yunyan waved her hand, "It's okay. I didn't eat at night and my stomach feels uncomfortable."
A man's voice came from the side, "Don't throw up in the car."
Sheng Yunyan...
Sure enough, this man can't hold back a good fart.
The car stopped outside the gate of Lanshan Garden.
Before the car came to a stop, Sheng Yunyan couldn't wait to push open the door, strode out, and retched while facing the road.
When she came out at night, she drank a glass of milk without eating anything. Her stomach was empty, and she only vomited some sour water in the end.
When Fu Jinnan got out of the car, he heard the sound of her retching. He frowned slightly and went straight into the house without saying anything.
Sheng Yunyan squatted on the side of the road for a while. Jiang Cheng brought tissues and water. She thanked her and asked them to get off work first.
She stayed outside the house for a while, and then she stood up and walked toward the house with weak steps.
Opening the door, the suitcase she had taken away during the day was sitting there intact.
Sheng Yunyan knew without thinking that Fu Jinnan must have had someone take it back.
With a helpless smile, he changed his shoes and entered the house.
I went upstairs to take a shower, changed into pajamas, and was about to go downstairs to find something to eat, but I happened to run into the servant Aunt Qian in the kitchen.
Aunt Qian brought a bowl of cooked noodles to the dining table and said, "Madam, this is... a late-night snack prepared for you. Come and eat it quickly. It won't taste good after a while."
Sheng Yunyan was hungry.
Looking at the bowl of noodles with delicious color and flavor, I didn’t refuse.
Taking the chopsticks, he sat down at the dining table and started eating bite by bite.
The living room was dark, with only the light from the kitchen coming through, so it wasn't really clear.
Outside the balcony of the living room, a bit of scarlet was burning with smoke.
Aunt Qian returned from the restaurant and passed by the balcony of the living room. She subconsciously glanced at the man standing outside the house in the cold weather, shook her head, and returned to the room without saying anything more.
