Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang was worried that Shen Jianxi was too emotional and might not have eaten yet. He wanted to persuade him first, but his fingers hovered over the keyboard, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Xiaomei snatched the phone away: "Yanliang, you haven't blocked that bastard yet? Can't do it? I'll help you!"

Yan Liang rushed over, snatched the phone, and stared at Jiang Xiaomei warily.

Jiang Xiaomei gritted her teeth in hatred, tapped Yan Liang's forehead and cursed: "How can you be so useless! Still lingering on that damn scumbag? Ah? Are you stupid? You really don't understand what kind of person Shen Jianxi is, or are you still deceiving yourself?"

"I thought you had gotten over it after getting married to Mr. Sheng, but I didn't expect you to still keep the scumbag's contact information. Are you giving him a chance to harass you, or are you giving yourself a way to regret it?"

"I'm telling you, if you dare to disappoint such a good man like Mr. Sheng, you will never meet a good man again in your life. You deserve to be bullied by that bitch!"

I don’t know when Sheng Boyan became "Mr. Sheng" in Jiang Xiaomei's mouth. Yan Liang still doesn't know what Sheng Boyan does.

She knew Jiang Xiaomei was doing this for her own good, so she lowered her eyes guiltily and typed, "No, I don't want to regret it! It's impossible for me to regret it! Don't worry."

"As for Sheng Boyan, I told you that our marriage was fake. If he gets a real girlfriend someday, I will unconditionally cooperate and divorce him."

"No!" Jiang Xiaomei waved her arms vigorously, "We can't get a divorce! What's real or fake? Is the marriage certificate forged? No matter what the reason for getting the certificate in the first place, you must do everything you can to capture Mr. Sheng's heart and make the fake play real!"

Yan Liang rolled his eyes at Jiang Xiaomei and said, "You're overthinking it! Are you attracted to Mr. Sheng's large flat? If you're jealous, go chase him yourself!"

Jiang Xiaomei's expression froze, and she glared at Yan Liang with a look of disappointment: "If I had the ability, I would never be soft-hearted. You really took advantage of me and still acted cute. You found such a handsome, heroic and rich husband, and you still want to push him away. I think you have burned your brain!"

Yan Liang stopped talking back. After being interrupted by her, his desire to reply to Shen Jianxi faded.

She knew that Jiang Xiaomei's idea was very pragmatic, but Jiang Xiaomei didn't understand that not all sincerity would be responded to. The so-called lingering thoughts would definitely have an echo, but it was just two hearts running in both directions, meeting in an instant.

She treated Shen Jianxi with all her heart, but in the end she could not match his fame and fortune. Ancient women once lamented: I regret teaching my husband to seek a title.

It is the same now. Most people, especially men, can share the hardships but not the happiness.

Yanliang understood the truth, but the torment and reluctance in her heart still made her heartbroken.

After taking a nap for more than half an hour, Yan Liang woke up and turned on his phone. He saw a message from the design director: "Can you come to the company tomorrow? I want to talk to you about some design drawings."

Yan Liang immediately replied: "Okay! I'll be there on time in the morning."

Although the company is a clothing company under the Shen family, the general manager is Shen Jiannan, and his daily work does not overlap with Shen Jianxi, so Yanliang feels more at ease.

She needs work to fill all her free time. In the past, she did not work in order to take care of Shen Jianxi. Now, Yan Liang wants to start working officially from tomorrow. Like other employees, she can no longer get special treatment under the banner of Shen Jianxi.

She needs to work to earn money to support herself and also to support Jiang Xiaomei.

Chenchen is still young, and if Jiang Xiaomei goes out to work, someone has to take care of the child.

Jiang Xiaomei said that she would immediately find a suitable nursery, send Chenchen there, and then look for a job.

She sighed, "Alas, after working on the assembly line for so many years, I wonder if there is still a job I can do in the city."

Yan Liang encouraged her with a smile: "Of course there is. It's okay even if the salary is a little low. Just do it for a while to adapt, and then slowly find a way."

"Hey, you see, Mr. Sheng's company must be very big. Can he place me there, even if it's just sweeping the floor and wiping the tables?" Jiang Xiaomei's wild eyes flashed with eagerness.

"No! We can't trouble him!" Yan Liang refused without thinking, "Besides, I don't know what he does specifically."

"Tsk!" Jiang Xiaomei curled her lips in displeasure, "What other people? That's your husband!"

Yanliang ignored her, picked and chose in the closet, found a moon-white long dress and put it on, combed her short hair, and put on light makeup.

Before six o'clock, the sound of the door unlocking was heard, and Yan Liang hurried to the entrance to greet his nominal mother-in-law.

Sheng Boyan sent her a message in advance, saying that he was coming back with his mother.

A middle-aged woman wearing a lavender suit embroidered with silver thread walked in with graceful steps. She was slightly plump and had a quiet demeanor.

Unlike Sheng Boyan's wheat-colored skin, her face was fair, even slightly pale, with soft eyebrows and eyes, short curly hair neatly laid on her head, and fine lines around her eyes, which showed her age. She looked to be in her early fifties.

Looking closely, she looks very similar to Sheng Boyan, except for her eyes. Sheng Boyan's gaze is full of aggression, while she is more gentle, and a little vicissitudes of life.

Her eyes were focused on Yan Liang, with surprise in her eyes. She took a few quick steps forward, grabbed Yan Liang's hand affectionately, and looked at her, exclaiming: "This is Yan Liang, right? Oh, you are so handsome, no wonder Ah Yan insisted on marrying you!"

Yan Liang's face turned red after hearing these few words, but she maintained a polite smile.

Regret flashed in the woman's eyes, and her smile deepened her wrinkles. "Ayan never told me, which made me angry all these years. He's almost 30 and still hasn't married. There's not even a woman around him. I thought he had some serious illness!"

Sheng Boyan awkwardly translated for Yan Liang using sign language behind him.

How can you say that about your own son? Yan Liang thought to himself.

Sheng Boyan tugged at his mother's sleeve: "Mom, Yan Liang is not familiar with you yet. Didn't you see that she was so nervous that she looked like she was standing at attention to be lectured? Sit down and talk!"

The woman glared at her son, then looked at Yan Liang with a smile. As if she couldn't get enough of him, she took Yan Liang's arm affectionately, took her back to the living room, and pulled her to sit next to her: "When Mom saw you, she was so happy that she forgot everything."

Yanliang felt a chill. The word "mother" only belonged to her adoptive mother. She could not imagine using it to address another woman one day.

Sheng Boyan said slowly, "Mom, how much money do you plan to take for changing your statement?"

These words made Yan Liang feel relaxed all of a sudden, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Aunt Sheng glared at Sheng Boyan in dissatisfaction and said angrily, "It is said that a man forgets his mother after marrying a wife. This old saying is really true! Look, the son who was raised with great difficulty has started to scheme against his mother as soon as he got married!"

Suddenly she stared at Yan Liang's smooth white fingers, her face darkened: "Ayan, didn't you buy a wedding ring for Yan Liang? What kind of marriage is this?"

She looked at Yan Liang distressedly: "How can you get married with him without a wedding ring? Don't be so easy to bully!"

Sheng Boyan was startled, his Adam's apple rolled, and he took out a small box from his pocket, looking embarrassed: "I bought it a long time ago..."

She glanced at Yan Liang unintentionally, then held the small box with her bony fingers and handed it to Yan Liang.

Yanliang took it and rubbed it in his hands.

Aunt Sheng apologized, "Mom will definitely give you a grand wedding. I've already picked out the venue, but..."

"Mom!" Sheng Boyan called out, and Aunt Sheng immediately realized something and stopped talking awkwardly.

Jiang Xiaomei interrupted with a smile: "Auntie, our Yanliang is very filial, you can just wait to enjoy the blessing of being a daughter-in-law in the future!"

Aunt Sheng's eyes were smiling so much that they were slits. She asked Jiang Xiaomei a few questions, hugged Chenchen and teased him for a while, then took Yanliang aside to chat about family matters.

There was a gleam of joy in Sheng Boyan's deep eyes, and his gaze shifted between his mother and Yan Liang.

Yan Liang felt like she was dreaming. The atmosphere in the room was really like that of a happy family, harmonious and warm. For a moment, Aunt Sheng's face even turned into Yan's mother's face in her eyes.

After dinner, Aunt Sheng took out an exquisite sapphire jewelry box and opened it, revealing a turquoise and translucent bracelet.

She picked it up, pulled Yanliang's hand over and was about to put it on.

Yan Liang dodged hurriedly and waved his hands to refuse.

Aunt Sheng looked puzzled and looked at Sheng Boyan.

Sheng Boyan used sign language to tell Yan Liang, "Just accept what mom gave you. Don't be embarrassed."

Seeing the displeasure in Sheng Boyan's eyes, Yan Liang had no choice but to let Aunt Sheng put it on her wrist.

A circle of cool and warm touch, it is obvious that it is worth a lot of money. Yan Liang thought to herself that she would return it to Sheng Boyan after Aunt Sheng left.

"This is the gift our family gives to our daughter-in-law. Your grandmother gave it to me, and now I'm giving it to you." Aunt Sheng patted Yanliang's hand soothingly.

She seemed to be lost in her memories, and the expression on her face became increasingly gentle.

There seemed to be a layer of mist in her eyes, as if she was looking at Yan Liang, or looking at the void, and she murmured in a dreamlike voice: "Xiao Ping, you are finally back, Mommy missed you so much! Where have you been all these years? You didn't even come back to see Mommy..."

Tears rolled down, slid across the lines at the corners of the eyes, and flowed down.

Yan Liang was at a loss, his whole body froze, and he looked at Aunt Sheng in shock, who suddenly became strange.

Sheng Boyan's face changed drastically, and he rushed to Aunt Sheng with a trembling voice: "Mom, wake up!"