Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang collapsed on the bed as if all her bones and muscles were pulled out. She patted her stuffy chest and took a deep breath.

He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Yanliang took out the embroidery stand, picked up the thread, and embroidered a few stitches. He was so confused that the stitches were out of place. Yanliang sighed and put it away.

His fingers touched the small bottle pendant, rubbed it for a few times, took it off and held it in the palm of his hand to look at it for a long time, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

Since they separated in the rain that day, Shen Jianxi had not sent her any messages. His avatar remained silent in the message column. Yan Liang had pinned his avatar to the top before, but later removed it and it slowly fell to the bottom.

He must be very busy. He has just taken over the company and many things need to be reorganized, including personnel matters.

Do you think of her occasionally? Yan Liang raised a sad arc and sighed.

He put it on again, held the pendant in his hand, and slowly fell asleep.

At the breakfast table, Sheng Shaojun smiled and secretly glanced at Yan Liang and Sheng Boyan. The meaningful look made Yan Liang dare not look at her, and he drank pumpkin porridge with a blushing face.

Chenchen was a little fussy and didn't want to go to the nursery. Jiang Xiaomei got angry and yelled at him with a fierce face. She had just found a job as a cashier and had to rush to work, so she had no time to waste with a child.

Sheng Shaojun quickly pulled Chenchen over, coaxed him softly, and said to Jiang Xiaomei, "Just do your own thing and don't yell at the child. I'll be responsible for picking up and dropping off Chenchen from now on."

Jiang Xiaomei thanked him repeatedly and said, "Please take good care of yourself. This child is very noisy. How can I trouble you?"

Sister Yun happened to bring over some hot milk and said hurriedly, "I'll go."

Sheng Shaojun held Chenchen in his arms like a baby and was feeding him egg custard. Without turning his head, he said, "I'm bored. Chenchen is my happy pill. I'm happy to take care of him."

Yan Liang saw that Sheng Shaojun really liked children, so he gave Jiang Xiaomei a look to reassure her.

Jiang Xiaomei thanked Chenchen profusely with a few polite words, told him to listen to his grandmother, ate a few mouthfuls of rice in a hurry, and left.

After Yan Liang finished her meal, she heard Sheng Boyan say that he would take her to the company, so she packed her things and waited for him.

As soon as I got in the car, a message came from Aunt Shang, whom I met last time: "Yanliang, are you free today? Can you have lunch with Auntie?"

Yan Liang remembered that the bank card she gave her last time was still lying in her bag. Sheng Boyan asked her to accept it without worry, but she always felt that it was not appropriate and did not check how much money was in it. She wondered if she could return it to her when they met this time.

So I typed: "OK, Auntie."

The place for dinner was decided to be a Chinese restaurant not far from Xiyan Company.

Sheng Boyan sent Yan Liang to the company gate and left, not knowing what he was doing.

Han Jinghua stared at the clothes that Yan Liang had embroidered for most of the time and marveled at them for a long time. She said that with the addition of these retro patterns, the originally modern-style clothes immediately had a touch of antiquity, making them more elegant and noble.

Most of the clothing is made with great care in terms of fabric and style. Even if there are some embroidered patterns, they are machine-embroidered and not as delicate and vivid as those embroidered by Yanliang.

She was very confident that this dress would win an award: "Yanliang, maybe you can create a brand new style."

Yan Liang smiled faintly. Regardless of anything else, as long as she could win the award and crush Wang Qingwan, she would be satisfied.

She did not choose complicated patterns, but simple orchids, which matched the simple style of the dress very well. The needlework was also ordinary, but it was double-sided embroidery with different colors. A layman like Han Jinghua could not see it at all and could only sigh at the elegance and exquisiteness of the pattern.

Yan Liang didn't tell her and concentrated on completing the rest of the work.

It was not yet time to get off work at noon when Yan Liang received a text message from Aunt Shang urging him to go back to work. When he rushed to the restaurant, she was already sitting in the private room.

Seeing Yan Liang coming in, Aunt Shang's eyes flashed with joy, and she stepped forward and took Yan Liang's hand affectionately: "Are you hungry? I ordered a small snack for you first. I saw that you liked it very much last time. Fill your stomach first, and you can order some of the dishes later."

Yan Liang was not used to physical contact with people. Apart from his mother and Jiang Xiaomei, he rarely had any intimate actions with Shen Jianxi.

She calmly let go of Aunt Shang, sat down, picked up the menu, ordered a few things at random and handed it to her.

"I like everything you ordered." Aunt Shang didn't look at the menu, her eyes were fixed on Yan Liang's face, as if she couldn't look at him enough. Yan Liang felt uneasy when she looked at him.

I couldn't help but wonder, even if I had given her a blood transfusion, she had already thanked me, so why was there such a strange expression on her face?

Yan Liang took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and hide the surprise on his face.

“Yanliang, the more I look at you, the more I like you. It would be great if you were my daughter!” Aunt Shang said with tears in her eyes.

She blinked hurriedly, lowered her eyes, took out an exquisite jewelry box from her bag, and pushed it in front of Yan Liang: "I saw a bracelet yesterday, and I thought it would look beautiful on you, so I bought it for you."

Yan Liang was startled and hurriedly wrote on his phone: "Thank you, but I can't accept it. Last time you gave me a bank card, I thought about it again and again and felt that I couldn't accept it."

As she said that, she placed the bank card on the jewelry box and pushed it back to Aunt Shang.

Aunt Shang's face suddenly turned pale and tears rolled down. Yan Liang suddenly panicked and didn't know how to persuade her.

She was so scared that she quickly took back the bank card. She didn't expect Aunt Shang to be so emotionally fragile and react so strongly.

"Auntie, I accept your kindness. Please don't cry anymore. I feel even more uneasy when you cry." Yan Liang wrote on the phone.

Aunt Shang tried hard to suppress her sobs, her expression eased a little, she wiped her face with a tissue, and said apologetically: "Auntie couldn't control her emotions when she saw you. I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

As she spoke, she reached out and held Yan Liang's hand. The warmth from her palm passed over, and Yan Liang's heart softened immediately. He let her hold his hand, and began to wonder why this aunt looked a little melancholy, as if she had a lot on her mind.

"Child, I feel sad when I look at you. You have suffered!" Aunt Shang said and began to cry again.

Yan Liang was a little frightened. Could she be like Sheng Shaojun and have some mental problems?

I looked at Aunt Shang carefully, but couldn't see anything.

"Child, can you tell me about your life since you were a child? For example, did you live well in the orphanage? Did you go hungry? Did anyone bully you when you were in school?" Aunt Shang held Yan Liang's hand tightly, her eyes eager.

Yan Liang was surprised that she had investigated him so thoroughly, but it was understandable that she would pay more attention to her lifesaver. He simply introduced his past, saying that no one bullied him when he was in school and that he lived a happy life.

Aunt Shang stared at Yan Liang in disbelief. After a while, she sighed and said, "Child, your mother is your adoptive mother, right? Do you know who your biological parents are?"

The sudden question made Yan Liang stunned. When she was a child, she had imagined countless times what her biological parents looked like, and countless times imagined that they would suddenly appear in front of her one day and take her home. But since she had an adoptive mother, she no longer thought about it. Her adoptive mother was her biological mother. Mother Yan gave her enough love, and she was content.

Aunt Shang suddenly asked this question, and Yan Liang's heart sank. She looked suspiciously at the elegantly dressed and sad woman in front of her, and a flash of lightning flashed through her mind: Could she be my biological mother?