The banquet was over. It was almost midnight and the lights in the study on the second floor of the Wang family villa were still on.

Wang Kaiye looked at his son in front of him with a gloomy face. Wang Qinghai shrank his head and did not dare to look up at his father. He had just told his father that all the injuries on his body were caused by Sheng Boyan.

"What a waste! You don't even know you're being used as a gun!" Wang Kaiye said angrily, "Qingwan asked you to teach Yanliang a lesson and you went? What's your brain for?"

Wang Qinghai didn't dare to breathe, his lips trembled a few times, and he stammered, "I, I don't like Yan Liang either. She's a mute, why do you recognize her? It's just a joke. Can't you give her some money and send her away? This time, you gave her shares, more than Wan Wan."

"You know nothing!" Wang Kaiye spat at him angrily, "When you saw Sheng Boyan, you were like a mouse seeing a cat, so scared! If he didn't let you show up, you wouldn't dare to show up?"

"Oh, I understand, Dad." Wang Qinghai suddenly realized, his eyes dancing with excitement, "You only recognized Yan Liang for Sheng Boyan's sake, right? Compared to Shen Jianxi, do you value Sheng Boyan more?"

“Alas!” Wang Kaiye sighed heavily, looking helplessly at Wang Qinghai’s stupid face, “If you had a little ability, I wouldn’t have to look at other people’s faces! If you can stand on your own, I won’t care about the Shen family or the Sheng family!”

After Wang Kaiye finished speaking, he looked serious, frowned and fell into deep thought.

Wang Qinghai looked at his father's face, not daring to speak or leave.

After a while, Wang Kaiye said earnestly: "Qinghai, Dad is not young anymore. Sooner or later, Wang's will be handed over to you. You can't be lazy all day long. You should also fight for your dignity and learn how to manage the company. I don't ask you to do better, but at least you can keep it. I will be thankful."

His old voice was filled with fatigue and disappointment. He looked at Wang Qinghai with complicated eyes for a few seconds, then turned to the window and looked at the dark night sky. He seemed to be talking to Wang Qinghai, or to himself: "Whether it is Shen Jianxi or Sheng Boyan, I will never allow them to get their hands on the Wang family."

******

Shang Zixuan really wanted to let Yan Liang stay overnight tonight, but because of what Wang Qingwan had done, she was too embarrassed to say anything, so she could only reluctantly see Yan Liang and Sheng Boyan out of the door.

Shao Qianyi and Sheng Boyan were very affectionate, arm in arm with each other, and agreed to meet again before Shao Qianyi left.

Shao Qianmin took Yan Liang's arm and whispered, "I didn't expect your husband to be so handsome. You have good taste."

Yan Liang blushed immediately and subconsciously glanced at Sheng Boyan. The halo of the street lamp cast a layer of golden light on his outline, revealing a mysterious sense of detachment, which made her feel a little dazed and uncertain. Is this handsome man who attracts attention wherever he goes really her husband?

Oh, they just have a legal shell, but not the substance of marriage.

Yan Liang felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, and he just smiled faintly at Shao Qianmin, who was looking at Sheng Boyan thoughtfully.

Jiang Xiaomei was on the other side of Yanliang, staring at Shao Qianyi with burning eyes, not hearing what the two said at all. The expression on her face was sometimes intoxicated, sometimes yearning, sometimes sad, and sometimes self-pitying, switching in a rich variety of ways.

Shen Jiannan habitually pushed up the frame of his glasses. He hardly said anything the whole night, and he kept a gentle smile on his face. Yanliang had an illusion that he always smiled like this every time he saw him, and it seemed that it had never changed. Could it be that the muscles on his face were not stiff? Was he wearing a mask?

Yan Liang couldn't help but take a closer look at him. He looked somewhat similar to Shen Jianxi, both were elegant and handsome, but Shen Jiannan's aura was gentle and more harmless. He must have a very good temper, Yan Liang thought of him as a good guy.

After saying goodbye to each other, Jiang Xiaomei forced Yan Liang to sit in the BMW she was driving. Sheng Boyan was unwilling, so he pursed his lips and glanced at Jiang Xiaomei with a slightly sharp look.

Yan Liang couldn't help her and could only smile apologetically at Sheng Boyan.

Sheng Boyan's car followed behind them like a bodyguard. Jiang Xiaomei giggled, "Who would have thought that the mighty President Sheng would escort us? Hahaha!"

Yan Liang rolled his eyes at her helplessly.

"Hey, Yanliang, you're now a real rich girl, and you even have shares. Tell me, how much money can you get from those shares in a year?" Jiang Xiaomei was holding the steering wheel with both hands. As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly freed up one hand to lightly slap herself on the mouth.

"Sorry, I'm still not used to you not being able to talk."

Yan Liang shook his head indifferently and looked in the rearview mirror outside the car window. Sheng Boyan's car was following slowly.

"Yanliang, your senior..." Jiang Xiaomei bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, wanting to say something but stopping herself. After a long pause, she sighed softly and did not ask any more questions.

Yan Liang noticed that Jiang Xiaomei's beautiful profile was covered with a faint haze.

The car fell silent. Neon lights rushed into the car and then suddenly retreated, illuminating the faces of the two people in alternating bright and dark light.

After returning to Dongfu Mansion, Sheng Boyan parked the car and walked in side by side with Yan Liang. Sheng Shaojun was still awake and opened the bedroom door to greet them.

She examined Yan Liang for a moment, then looked at Sheng Boyan with a gloomy look in her eyes: "How are Yan Liang's biological parents? Let's make an appointment some other day so we can meet."

Sheng Boyan pushed Yan Liang to go wash up first, and said in a low voice: "Mom, don't worry, Yan Liang herself is not familiar with them, let her adapt first."

Sheng Shaojun frowned and glanced at Yan Liang, then returned to the bedroom while talking to Sheng Boyan.

Sheng Boyan once told Yan Liang not to tell Sheng Shaojun about her parents for the time being. Seeing that he seemed to have something to hide, Yan Liang thought that they were just a fake couple and there was no need to involve the elders of both families too deeply, as they would have to explain to them when they separated.

Yan Liang nodded in understanding. Now it sounded as if Sheng Boyan was considering her. After tonight, Yan Liang also realized that Wang Kaiye was not very reliable. He didn't think that her, his biological daughter, was anything special. In his eyes, there was only Wang Qinghai. Even Wang Qingwan's existence was to provide support for Wang Qinghai.

She thought to herself that if Wang Kaiye really called her tomorrow morning to ask her to sign the share transfer agreement, she would find an excuse to refuse.

She understood Sheng Boyan's painstaking efforts, but she really didn't want anything from the Wang family and didn't want to be too involved with them. Even Shang Zixuan, Yan Liang's once passionate heart had cooled a little.

After washing up, Yan Liang felt really tired. Just as he was about to lie down to sleep, he heard a gentle knock on the door.

She started suddenly and stared at the door handle warily.

Could it be Sheng Boyan?

Why is he knocking on the door so late?

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