Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang was startled suddenly, and when he looked up, a familiar face came into his sight.

The man's deep and far-reaching eyes were looking at her with a smile.

Looking at him from the front, his eye slits are particularly long, and he has unique diamond-shaped eyes. His pupils are dark and deep, and one look at him is like a black hole, as if he will suck you in in the next second.

His eyes were like stars, sparkling with alluring light that made people unable to help but be fascinated and indulged.

He was still wearing a black T-shirt, black jeans, and black sneakers, outlining his strong and upright figure.

He had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand was supporting Yan Liang's elbow, steady and strong.

Yan Liang came back to his senses and wiped his face. He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, it was wet and sticky and uncomfortable.

She turned sideways so that he wouldn't see her miserable appearance.

"We are really destined to be together. We have already arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Do you mind getting married?" The man's tone was joking, and he was using sign language as he spoke.

Yan Liang looked at him in surprise, unable to tell whether he was serious or joking. She didn't find it funny at all and even thought he was deliberately making fun of her for being stood up.

After making a "thank you" gesture, Yan Liang turned around and was about to leave.

The man quickly stepped in front of her, ignoring her angry expression: "Isn't the purpose of your coming here to get the marriage certificate? Does it matter who you get it with?"

Yan Liang was stunned by his weird words. Doesn't he mind who he gets the marriage certificate with? If the person he met today was not Yan Liang, but another lost woman, would he also get the marriage certificate with her?

"Let's go, don't hesitate!" The man took Yan Liang's hand and rushed to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau without saying a word.

Yanliang couldn't break free and was held in his iron-like hands.

It was almost time for the end of the day and there was no one queuing anymore, so they came to the service window. Yan Liang was already feeling hot standing outside, and now he was so anxious that his face turned red.

She struggled hard for several times but still couldn't pull her hand free. However, the man took out the ID in the bag and handed it in together with his.

The waiter looked at Yan Liang strangely and asked, "Are you getting married voluntarily?"

"Of course!" the man answered hastily, and hugged Yan Liang's shoulders tightly, holding her in his arms.

Yan Liang almost blurted out the word "no" when she heard the man whisper in her ear: "Isn't it good for each of us to get what we need?"

Yan Liang paused, his eyes fixed on his strong jawline, and suddenly realized that maybe the man was just like her, who was stood up by a scumbag and dragged her to get the marriage certificate in a fit of anger.

Suddenly she felt that this word was very appropriate. She really didn't know how to face Shen Jianxi when she returned.

He broke the appointment and didn't even say a word of explanation or apology, as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Yan Liang was completely disappointed, she no longer had any illusions about him, but she felt very aggrieved. She had clearly said that she would leave to help him with his career, but he repeatedly showed his deep love and unrepentant attitude, and vowed to her to believe in him, and even promised to come to get the marriage certificate.

When Jiang Xiaomei made this request, Yan Liang didn't hold out much hope, thinking that it was a good excuse to completely push him away. But she didn't expect Shen Jianxi to agree to it right away, and he didn't regret it this morning, and even asked her to wait for him at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She actually believed it, and then got slapped in the face.

Did he deliberately humiliate her? He wanted her to stand in the hot sun and see clearly how much she weighed and how small and humble her shadow was.

From the moment Shen Jianxi was able to stand up and walk, an unbridgeable gap had been created between him and Yanliang. He just didn't want to say it out loud in order to avoid being criticized for being heartless.

At the birthday party that day, he said that he hoped Yan Liang would disappear as a sensible person and not let him bear the blame. He said that he would always remember Yan Liang, and this was the greatest grace he could give to Yan Liang.

At this moment, Yan Liang hated herself very much. She shouldn't have been deceived by his superficial affection again and again, and shouldn't have clung to fantasies and accompanied him in his ups and downs.

She once again stared deeply at the man in front of her. She didn't even know his name, but she made a crazy decision.

I simulated it in my mind and felt that getting married with him seemed like a good idea.

First, she could declare to Shen Jianxi that she didn't need him, and that she could marry a more handsome man without him; second, she could give up the idea and no longer have any hesitation or fantasy.

"Okay!" Yan Liang raised a faint smile.

A flash of joy flashed across the man's eyes for a moment, but was quickly hidden by him, as if it was just an illusion of Yan Liang.

Holding the little red notebook in his hand, Yan Liang saw that the man's name was: Sheng Boyan.

Sheng Boyan weighed it in his hand for a few times, then reached out to take Yan Liang's and put them together: "I'll keep it for you."

Yan Liang hurriedly grabbed it and said, "I'll post it on WeChat Moments first!"

Sheng Boyan was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his beautifully curved lips and said in a brisk tone: "Okay! I'll send one too."

Yanliang took a photo and posted it with the caption: Getting married!

The moment it was sent out, Yan Liang's heart was no longer hanging in the air, but fell to the bottom with a bang. It was a feeling of despair, but also relief.

Is it refreshing? Not at all.

Sad? Not really.

Jiang Xiaomei liked the post immediately and made a victory gesture of "Yeah!"

Yan Liang's eyes dimmed, and when he turned around and saw Sheng Boyan taking photos and posting them on social media seriously, he felt like he was dreaming and it was unreal.

She automatically put herself in Sheng Boyan's shoes, thinking that he was just as traumatized as she was, and was trying to save face by getting married with a stranger.

She pulled the corner of her mouth in self-mockery. Both of them behaved very childishly, but what else could she do? It seemed that if she didn't do this, she wouldn't have the courage to face the dilemma that was about to happen.

They are all wanderers in the world and they rely on each other for warmth.

A message flashed in, from Wang Qingwan: "You are unexpectedly wise. Just pick someone to marry and make Brother Jianxi give up completely. Otherwise, you will be devastated when you see us getting engaged and married! Haha, but I am still a little disappointed. What should I do?"

The light and shadow fell on Yanliang's delicate little face, with varying degrees of brightness.

Reading Wang Qingwan's words, she felt sad, and she intuitively felt that Shen Jianxi's failure to keep his promise today was related to her.

"Don't try to hold on to Brother Jianxi by retreating as an advance. Just live a good life after you get married. If the man has no money, you can come to me and I will support you!"

Yan Liang's face flushed red, and his fingers were trembling slightly as they hovered over the phone screen.

"Come on, add a friend." Sheng Boyan put the phone in front of Yan Liang, interrupting her thoughts.

Yan Liang hurriedly avoided Sheng Boyan's burning gaze, lowered his eyes, flipped out the QR code, and asked him to scan it.

Sheng Boyan looked at the new friend with satisfaction, snatched the red book from Yan Liang again, and put it in his trouser pocket: "I'll keep it."

His eagerness to grab the red book made Yan Liang laugh. What was he afraid of? Was he afraid that Yan Liang would lose it?

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Sheng Boyan seemed less cold and more down-to-earth since they got the marriage certificate.

"Let's go home!" Sheng Boyan took Yan Liang's hand and strode towards a black Maybach.

Walking to the front of the car, Yan Liang pulled his hand out: "Where are you going? I still have to go back to get my things, and - 'dowry'!"

She didn't know how to introduce Jiang Xiaomei and her son. No matter where she moved, she would definitely take them with her. In desperation, she actually made a sign language for "dowry". Her pretty face quickly turned red, and she hoped that he didn't understand.

"Oh?" Sheng Boyan turned around and looked at Yan Liang with interest, "And there's a 'dowry'?"

Yan Liang's slender fingers were twisting a button on her skirt. When she heard Sheng Boyan talking about going home just now, she actually forgot to say that she wanted to move back to the old house. After all, it was a fake marriage, and she couldn't live in his house.

She was afraid that Sheng Boyan would think she was pushing her limits, so she hurriedly explained, "I will live in the old house with my best friend and her son, and I won't bother you."

The smile on Sheng Boyan's lips faded, and his eyes became cold: "Are you saying that we are going to separate just after getting married?"

"Ah? Ah!" Yan Liang was dumbfounded. After hearing what he said, he couldn't come back to his senses for a while. If they didn't separate, did they have to live together? What about the arranged marriage?

"That's not it," Yan Liang took a deep breath, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, and forced herself to calm down. However, her messy hand language exposed her panic. "We are in a fake marriage, how can we live together? You will mind, right?"

A shadow covered Yan Liang's head. She looked up and met Sheng Boyan's dark eyes.

"I don't mind!" He stared down at her eyes, his aggressive gaze piercing straight into Yan Liang's heart, "A fake marriage is still a marriage. I need a wife to deal with my mother. If she can't see me, how can she believe that I'm married? Besides, I will cooperate with you and act in front of your boyfriend."

So that's how it is. Yan Liang understood that he was annoyed by his mother's urging to get married.

Thinking that since we both get what we want, I have an obligation to cooperate with him, so I corrected him: "It's my ex-boyfriend!"

Sheng Boyan smiled suddenly: "Yes, ex-boyfriend!"

The word "前" is emphasized.

Yan Liang was just about to say that he would send his bestie to the old house first when the message alerts on his phone started to ring one after another.

"Yanliang, who are you married to?"

This was Shen Jianxi's panicked question.