Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang was frightened, but suddenly she remembered that Sheng Boyan thought she couldn't hear her and didn't knock on the door when he came in. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to open the door, a message came from his cell phone. Yan Liang opened it and saw: "Open the door!"

Yan Liang smiled helplessly, unscrewed the handle and let Jiang Xiaomei in.

Without asking, he knew why she came in. Yan Liang picked up his phone and typed a string of words for her to see.

Yan Liang told her about his senior and emphasized the dangerous nature of his job, hoping that Jiang Xiaomei would dispel her fantasy about him.

Jiang Xiaomei stared at the screen of her phone several times before she sighed, "He actually gave up a fortune to become a special police officer. Sigh, the more I look at him, the better he seems. I am not worthy of him. It is useless to even think about him. Sigh..."

Yanliang rolled his eyes and urged her to go to bed quickly.

"Yanliang, you and the senior have known each other since college, why didn't you win him over?" Jiang Xiaomei stared at Yanliang with bright eyes and asked, "If you were with him, I would have given up completely, but why did you fall in love with Shen Jianxi, that ruthless guy? Because he's a gigolo? What kind of guy do you like?"

Yan Liang smiled bitterly. She didn't know why she liked Shen Jianxi. At first, she hated him for causing her mother's death. Later, she wanted to save him and couldn't bear to see him abandon himself at such a young age. She kept an eye on him all the time, even when he went to the toilet, Yan Liang followed him.

He yelled at her, telling her to get out, saying that she was a pervert and wanted to watch men use the toilet. Yan Liang ignored him and continued to follow him closely, fearing that he would find a chance to hurt her.

She had slept curled up on the sofa in Shen Jianxi's room for more than half a year. At the slightest noise in her sleep, she would immediately open her eyes and rush to Shen Jianxi's side.

Later, under her care, Shen Jianxi finally stopped wanting to commit suicide. He promised Yan Liang that he would live well and would live for Yan Liang. Yan Liang observed for a while before he felt relieved.

Maybe it was the long-term close contact and 24-hour companionship that made her fall into it unconsciously.

Before Shen Jianxi, she had never thought about love, nor had she thought about what type of boy she liked. It was only after she met Shen Jianxi that she began to like his type.

As for Shao Qianyi, she always regarded him as a senior and a trustworthy brother, and never had any other thoughts about him.

She also didn't know whether she would like her senior if she hadn't met Shen Jianxi.

"You are such a blockhead!" Jiang Xiaomei poked Yan Liang's forehead with her index finger. "You didn't fall in love with such a handsome and heroic senior, but fell in love with a cripple, and an ungrateful and ungrateful wolf!"

Yan Liang suddenly felt tired. She didn't want to continue talking about this topic, so she pushed Jiang Xiaomei out abruptly.

She really didn't like people saying this about Shen Jianxi.

I returned to my bed, tossed and turned, and fell asleep with soft sighs.

******

Sheng Boyan coaxed Sheng Shaojun back to the bedroom: "Mom, don't ask her about her biological parents in front of Yan Liang in the future. Wait until she is willing to tell you."

Sheng Shaojun glanced at him suspiciously: "What happened? Did something bad happen tonight? Does the Wang family not like Yan Liang being a mute?"

Sheng Boyan's expression froze: "Her mother is okay, but she has an adopted daughter at home who has a very arrogant temper..."

"Oh," Sheng Shaojun suddenly realized, "It is said that the grace of raising is worse than the grace of giving birth. Children raised by their own hands are more attached to their parents. Forget it, Yan Liang has already married into our family, and it's good enough that we love her."

Sheng Boyan's expression relaxed, and he told his mother to go to bed quickly. Just as he was about to leave, Sheng Shaojun grabbed him again: "Ayan, tell me the truth, have you not slept together since you got married?"

Sheng Boyan didn't dare to look at Sheng Shaojun's serious expression, and touched his nose awkwardly: "Mom, what did you say! Don't worry about us..."

"No!" Sheng Shaojun's face was solemn, "This is not up to you! You know our family, your father and Xiaoping..."

She sobbed as she spoke, and Sheng Boyan panicked. He held Sheng Shaojun in his arms and patted her gently: "Mom, don't say anymore."

"There hasn't been laughter in our family for many years. I've been looking forward to you getting married. Mom wants to hold her grandson as soon as possible, and she will be at peace even if she dies!" Sheng Shaojun sniffed, "I don't know what's wrong with you. Before, I asked you to go on a blind date but you refused to go, saying that you had someone you loved. Later, you said Yanliang was the one. Although Yanliang couldn't speak, I accepted it. That child is also a miserable person. But since you love each other, why don't you sleep in the same room after marriage? Ah Yan, what are you hiding from me?"

"Who said we don't sleep in the same room?" Sheng Boyan avoided Sheng Shaojun's gaze. "I'm busy with work and often come home late. Yanliang is a light sleeper, so I occasionally spend a night in the study room for fear of waking her up. As long as I come back at a normal time, I always sleep with her."

"Really?" Sheng Shaojun looked at him sharply, "Don't lie to me!"

"No, Mom." Sheng Boyan knew that he had just managed to fool her, so he put on a smile and coaxed her a few words. Seeing that Sheng Shaojun was about to go to sleep, he walked out of the room and let out a breath.

He looked at Yanliang's door with deep eyes, paced a few steps in front of the door, and turned to go to the study.

Yan Liang did not recognize him. From the time they met at the cemetery to the time they got the marriage certificate, until now, Yan Liang had not remembered at all that they had met once.

When they met, Yan Liang was still an ignorant little girl. In the past ten years, she had experienced too many things and her heart had been broken. So he couldn't be impatient. He needed time to slowly heal Yan Liang's wounds, and then let her slowly notice him and slowly fall in love with him.

He forced Yan Liang to get the marriage certificate and found many unfounded excuses. He just wanted to keep Yan Liang by his side and protect her. He didn't want to miss her again because of the distance, and he didn't want to allow other men to take advantage of the situation.

Sheng Shaojun thought that Yan Liang's biological father's surname was "Wang" instead of "Wang". He deliberately did not correct her, fearing that she would not be able to bear it and would not be able to accept Yan Liang after knowing it.

He buried himself in the boss chair, lit a cigarette, and silently watched the smoke rings slowly rise, linger in the air, and gradually dissipate.

No matter what happens in the future, he must not lose Yan Liang again.

He took out his cell phone and called Xie Yi, who answered almost immediately. He knew that Xie Yi was a night owl and must not be asleep at this time.

"Hey, what time is it? You don't want to sleep and you don't want me to sleep either?" Xie Yi's lazy voice came over.

Sheng Boyan chuckled and exposed his disguise: "Where are you sleeping? A bar or a club?"

Xie Yi chuckled: "Tell me, why don't you accompany your wife so late at night? Do you have any instructions?"

"Wang Qingwan is also shortlisted for the finals of the fashion contest." A puff of smoke rolled in Sheng Boyan's mouth and then came out in mist.

"Didn't they say that she stole Yan Liang's design draft? Why was she shortlisted again?" Xie Yi was confused for a moment.

"The higher you rise, the harder you fall. You must understand this principle." Sheng Boyan laughed evilly.

"Okay, you're still the worst!"