Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang looked at Shen Jianxi with a half-smile. She didn't understand where Shen Jianxi got his confidence from. He felt that it was natural and right for him to wait for him. She was born to obey him unconditionally. Even if he married someone else, even if he kept her in a golden house, she should be happy with it. If she was dissatisfied, it would be her fault.

In the past, I made him the center of my attention and obeyed his wishes in everything, which spoiled him!

"Yanliang, believe me! When I make Shen's company bigger and stronger and no longer have to rely on others, I will divorce Wang Qingwan and marry you. During this time, I will buy you a villa in the suburbs, where you can live peacefully, grow flowers, watch TV series, draw designs, and I will sell the clothes you design all over the world!"

Shen Jianxi was still talking to himself, and Yan Liang's expression became colder and colder. He pushed him away, ran into the rain, and hailed a taxi.

After getting in the car, Yan Liang saw through the glass window that he was still standing in the rain. His tall figure was a little desolate, and he gradually went away and disappeared after turning a corner.

When they got home, Jiang Xiaomei exclaimed, "How did you get soaked like this? Can't you find a place to hide from the rain first? Summer rainstorms come and go quickly, so you don't need this little bit of time. You're really getting worse and worse at taking care of yourself."

The nagging reminded Yan Liang of his mother, and a warm feeling surged in his almost frozen heart.

After taking a hot bath and drinking a bowl of ginger soup cooked by Sister Yun, I felt warm all over.

"Yan Liang, didn't you go to work? Why are you back so soon?" Jiang Xiaomei asked uneasily as she looked at Yan Liang's pale face.

Yan Liang smiled faintly and did not answer. She didn't want Jiang Xiaomei to worry.

Back in the bedroom, she turned on the computer and browsed through the drawings, feeling a chill in her heart.

Wang Qingwan also graduated with a degree in fashion design, but her designs are mediocre and lack highlights and novelty.

The autumn fashion competition has a great influence. If you can make it into the top three, you will have the opportunity to go to an international fashion show.

Wang Qingwan had just become the director of the "Traditional and Simple" design department, and she had to produce convincing results, so she set her sights on Yan Liang.

If Wang Qingwan won the award, the Shen Group would also look at her with new eyes, and people would not secretly talk about her being unworthy of the position.

Although Shen's has been involved in other industries over the years, it has risen through the clothing industry, and clothing is still its main business.

Wang Qingwan wanted to use this fashion contest to establish her position in the Shen Group.

Yan Liang pondered over how to expose her and stop her from entering her work into the competition.

Sadness and anger were of no use at all. Only at this moment did she realize the power of authority.

The phone message sounded, Yan Liang took a look and saw it was Aunt Sheng.

"Yanliang, I'm sorry. Did I scare you yesterday? I'm sorry, but Mommy's health isn't very good. Sometimes I get confused and can't control myself."

Yan Liang typed: "It's okay, don't feel sorry. Are you feeling better now? What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you."

Aunt Sheng was surprised: "Really? Yanliang, you are willing to come and see me? Please buy me some Xinchang pastries. I want new noodles and jujube paste pastries. I always miss their pastries. Do you know where Xinchang Pastries is?"

Yan Liang nodded: "I know, which hospital are you staying in? Send me the location, I will buy it and send it to you right away."

The location was sent over soon, and Yanliang got dressed and went out.

I waited in line for more than ten minutes before I could buy the dim sum, which was still hot from the oven.

Yanliang took the snacks and took a taxi over.

The largest comprehensive hospital in Yancheng covers a large area with tall buildings. Yanliang searched for a while before he found the floor where Aunt Sheng lived.

In the single room, Sheng Boyan was not there. Aunt Sheng was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book. When she saw Yan Liang, her eyes lit up.

Like a little child, he hurriedly opened the paper package, took out a piece of the new type of noodle, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then showed a satisfied smile.

Yan Liang saw that there was not much water left in the thermos, so he poured a cup for Aunt Sheng and went to get some hot water.

After leaving the ward, I asked a nurse and finally found the tea room.

When he came out carrying the thermos, he bumped into a young man head-on. He had a cell phone to his ear and was talking anxiously. When he bumped into Yan Liang, he just nodded hastily to apologize and walked away.

Yan Liang heard him say, "My wife has the rare RH positive blood. There is no more in the hospital blood bank. We have asked all the hospitals in the city and still have none. What should we do? It's too late to transfer from other provinces!"

Yan Liang paused. She remembered that when her mother was being rescued, she had checked her blood type and found that she was RH positive. Hearing that the man was about to cry, her heart softened. She quickly stepped forward to hold him and asked on her mobile phone: "I am RH positive, does anyone need blood donation?"

The man was startled, looked at Yan Liang in surprise, and cried with joy: "Boss, it's okay, there's a girl who said she has the same blood type as your wife, so there's hope this time!"

He pulled Yan Liang to the blood collection site, conducted an inspection and test, and when everything passed, he drew 400 milliliters without hesitation.

The young man thanked her profusely, took her name and phone number, and gave her a business card with the name of Zhang Hao from Shengjia Real Estate. He said he would go back and tell the boss to thank her very much. If she had any requests, she could ask.

After Yan Liang finished drawing blood, she felt dizzy, smiled faintly, and returned to Aunt Sheng's ward. She had sent Aunt Sheng a text message in advance, only saying that she would come later because of something, but did not tell her what it was.

Aunt Sheng keenly noticed that Yan Liang looked unwell and asked her what was wrong and if she felt uncomfortable. Yan Liang said that she might have caught a cold after being caught in the rain in the morning, so Aunt Sheng urged her to go get a checkup and told her to go home and rest.

Just as Yan Liang was about to leave, the door of the ward opened and Sheng Boyan came in.

He was surprised to see Yan Liang, and his eyes flashed with joy, but then he quietly hid it. He glanced at the snacks on Aunt Sheng's bedside and said angrily, "If you want to eat anything, just call me. Why did you ask Yan Liang to come over?"

Aunt Sheng smiled with her eyes curved: "Eat what my daughter-in-law bought, the taste is different!"

Sheng Boyan smiled helplessly, turned to Yan Liang and said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll take you home and tell you something."

Yan Liang nodded, and he went to ask the doctor about the condition. He also got some medicine for Aunt Sheng. When he came back, he looked relaxed and said that Aunt Sheng could be discharged from the hospital after two days of rest.

Yan Liang and Sheng Boyan came out and sat in the passenger seat of his black Maybach.

He rolled up his sleeves twice, revealing his wheat-colored wrists, and casually placed them on the steering wheel.

The sunshine after the rain was very dazzling. The light passed through the windshield and hit his tough profile. His deep eye sockets were like bottomless pools, dark and shining with a secret luster.

Yan Liang traced his outline with his eyes and was mesmerized by it.

"Am I that good-looking?" Sheng Boyan's magnetic voice was like the wind blowing over the hills, or like the cedars on the cliffs, cold and refreshing.