Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang wiped his face with the back of his hand and suppressed the sob in his throat: "Thank you, but no thanks."

Sheng Boyan still didn't relax his hands, forcing Yan Liang to face him: "No! You said you would cooperate with me. I've called my mother, and she will come over to have dinner with you tonight. She is very perceptive, and if she finds out that there are not two people living in the house, she will never let me go."

Jiang Xiaomei carried Chenchen to the west bedroom, leaving only Yanliang and Sheng Boyan in the living room.

Yan Liang glanced at his tall and straight figure, and the scene of him violently treating Shen Jianxi flashed through his mind. He thought it was a bit funny that a tough guy like him was so afraid of his mother, and his heart softened unconsciously.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to make you unhappy. There are many bedrooms in our house, and we are just roommates!" Sheng Boyan seemed to be afraid that Yan Liang would think too much, so he quickly clarified, "Also, your best friend and her son can also live in, and you can take care of each other. The house will be lively with more people, and my mother will definitely be very happy."

"Really?" Yan Liang looked up at him in surprise, "Are you willing to let my best friend and child live in with you? Don't you mind if the child messes up your home?"

Sheng Boyan smiled happily: "Of course not, my mother probably likes it more than I do. You will know when you go and see it."

Yan Liang was tempted. The old house was located in a remote area. When they bought it, they had no money and could only choose a cheap one. The community had no property management and no fence, so it was not safe. She was worried about letting Jiang Xiaomei and her son live here.

I went into the bedroom to discuss it with Jiang Xiaomei. Jiang Xiaomei smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits. Without even thinking, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

It was settled, they carried their luggage and held their children and followed Sheng Boyan out.

On the way, Shen Jianxi sent countless messages to Yan Liang, both voice and text messages, which kept popping up one after another.

Yan Liang sighed as he watched, and replied to him: "We are over, forget me."

Then I muted the volume and forced myself not to watch it anymore.

She didn't have the heart to block him. Even if she couldn't receive any messages from him, as long as she saw his name, her heart would be comforted and she would feel at ease. Once she couldn't see him, it would be like a hole in her heart, leaking air and feeling cold.

Sheng Boyan's home is in Dongfu Mansion, the most prosperous area in the city, a large flat of more than 200 square meters.

As soon as Jiang Xiaomei got off the car, she was so surprised that her mouth opened wide. She gasped and exclaimed in admiration. Her eyes seemed not enough to keep her looking around.

The entire community looks much more luxurious than Zijinyuan. After entering the gate, there is an independent community lobby on the left side of the residential building, and a finely decorated underground garage on the right side, surrounded by a layered three-dimensional garden.

The floor and walls of the elevator hall were paved with stone, and the finely decorated elevator car was magnificent. Chenchen stretched out his chubby little hand and pointed at the peculiarly shaped ceiling lamp: "Mom, the moon!"

The double-door entrance is stunning, inlaid with handmade natural mother-of-pearl pieces that shine like a rainbow under the reflection of light. The entire shape looks like a white peacock spreading its wings.

Jiang Xiaomei was so shocked that she lost her voice. Even Yan Liang found it too unexpected. He didn't expect Sheng Boyan's house to be so luxurious.

After entering the door, you will see a simple and noble palace built of black and white stones, with sparkling crystal ceiling lights.

Open a hidden door and you will find a smart shoe cabinet with disinfection function.

The living room has full glass curtain walls, gray wood-grain floors, and a suspended ceiling, which is very design-oriented.

Each bedroom has an independent bathroom, which is exquisite and comfortable.

Jiang Xiaomei carefully touched the dressing table, the solid wood bedside, and the European-style table lamp. The sense of awe made her even breathe lightly, as if a slightly heavier breath would shatter this beautiful dream.

Sheng Boyan took Yan Liang into the spacious and luxurious master bedroom: "You live here."

"No, I'll just live in the room on the east side." Yan Liang hastily refused, "This place is too big, I'm not used to it."

Sheng Boyan raised a meaningful smile, and a smile flashed in his deep eyes: "Don't be afraid, I'll sleep in the study."

Yan Liang gave him a puzzled look.

"This is the wedding room my mother gave me." Sheng Boyan explained softly, "As soon as the decoration was completed, she urged me to bring back a bride."

So that's why. No wonder it looks luxurious but not worldly.

The kitchen is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and there is a hidden lift panel on the island, which is a very thoughtful design.

Yanliang likes it very much. The details are much better than those of Zijinyuan, showing a completely different level.

Sheng Boyan did not force Yan Liang and let her choose the second bedroom on the east side.

Jiang Xiaomei huddled behind Yan Liang, stuck out her tongue, and asked in a low voice, "Is this where people live?"

Yan Liang smiled and glanced at her: "If it's not a place for people to live, then what is it for?"

"God!" Jiang Xiaomei sighed.

Chenchen was exploring everywhere with his short legs. Jiang Xiaomei was afraid that he might damage something, so she brought him back. Chenchen struggled and babbled in her arms.

"Let the children play freely. There's nothing to worry about damaging. Just don't let the little ones drop." Sheng Boyan looked at Chenchen with curious eyes.

Sheng Boyan handed Yan Liang a black card: "If you think there is something inappropriate, just change or modify it according to your wishes, no need to ask me."

"No, thank you," Yan Liang refused, "We are already doing well here, we can take care of our own lives."

Sheng Boyan's eyes flashed with disappointment. He hesitated for a moment and put the card on the coffee table: "We have already obtained the marriage certificate. I should be responsible for the family expenses. Just consider it as a token of gratitude to you."

Yanliang suddenly felt embarrassed. Their original intention of getting the marriage certificate was to get what they wanted, and there was no question of gratitude.

Sheng Boyan's expression gradually turned cold. He told Yan Liang the password and said, "You guys take a rest!"

He turned around and strode away.

Jiang Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. She glanced at the gate anxiously: "Yanliang, don't offend him, otherwise what if he kicks us out?"

Yanliang began to pack their clothes. There was a special cloakroom, and since they didn't have many things, they put them in the closets of their respective bedrooms.

After cleaning up, Chenchen was hungry, so Yanliang gave him a few biscuits first, and prepared to make some simple fried rice.

But in the luxurious kitchen, there were all kinds of electrical appliances including a double-door refrigerator, oven, stove, dishwasher, etc., but there were no ingredients, not even a scallion.

"How about we order some takeout and have a good sleep before going to the supermarket." Jiang Xiaomei suggested with a yawn.

A message came in, and Yan Liang saw that it was from Sheng Boyan.

"I'll ask my secretary Han Bin to bring you some ingredients. Nanny Yun will come over to cook for you later. Give her the dinner recipe. Don't be nervous when mom comes over. You don't have to do anything."

Yan Liang was immediately at a loss. How could she not be nervous if she said she wasn't nervous? Although she was a fake mother-in-law, the sense of ceremony was still necessary. She was also afraid that if she failed in the performance, she would let Sheng Boyan down.

Soon, Han Bin, a handsome young man in a suit and tie, came over with three big bags of food, including seafood, beef, mutton, pork, various vegetables, condiments, including flour and rice. He bought everything at once.

Sister Yun came in right after Han Bin. She was a woman in her thirties with a round face and a cheerful look. She was dressed neatly and skillfully, and had nimble hands and feet. It was obvious that she was a hard-working person.

Yan Liang helped her put the ingredients in the kitchen, and Sister Yun repeatedly pushed Yan Liang to take a rest.

Soon, a table of fragrant food was ready.

Jiang Xiaomei exclaimed: "Ah, the lives of rich people are different. I never thought that one day I would be able to eat meals cooked by a nanny! Alas!"

Sister Yun made a bowl of egg custard specially for Chenchen, which was filled with ham, green vegetable leaves, etc. It looked delicious.

Yan Liang looked at the table full of food and her stomach growled. However, she did not rush to eat. Instead, she opened her phone and saw that Shen Jianxi was still bombarding her with messages. Her eyes became red.