Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Yan Liang was still worried before going to bed, so he left a message for Sheng Boyan: "Is Aunt Sheng sick? Do you need me to accompany her?"

I didn’t receive a reply from Sheng Boyan until the next morning: “It’s okay, don’t worry. My mom just suddenly misses home. You know, this is her worry. She doesn’t want to see anyone now. You don’t have to worry.”

Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief and had breakfast with Jiang Xiaomei and her son.

I plan to take Chenchen to the amusement park today. I promised Chenchen this a long time ago, but it has never happened.

Shang Zixuan said she wanted to go too. She was bored at home anyway and was happy to go out with Yan Liang and the others.

"Yanliang, that Wang Qingwan won't follow us again, right?" Jiang Xiaomei leaned over and asked.

Yan Liang hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "No, she is already hiding from me, how could she possibly get her face close to us to hit me."

Jiang Xiaomei chuckled: "That's right, if she really comes, I will squeeze the water out of her brain today."

Yan Liang laughed, and Jiang Xiaomei, carrying Chenchen's supplies on her back, went out the door.

Shang Zixuan fell in love with Chenchen as soon as she saw him. She said that her biggest regret in life was that she was not able to participate in the process of Yanliang growing up.

Yan Liang felt sad at heart, so he took her hand and leaned against her intimately.

Shang Zixuan reached out and stroked Yanliang's smooth skin, as if she was touching the face of a baby back then, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Fortunately, she had Chenchen, the happy guy, so she didn't feel sad for too long and went out to play holding Chenchen's hand.

The weather was a little overcast, and the air was slightly hot and humid. The children in the playground were holding their father's hand with one hand and their mother's hand with the other. They looked so spoiled and coquettish that Yan Liang was very envious.

When she was a child, she first spent her childhood in an orphanage, where she had to fight with other children for food, otherwise she would have nothing to eat. Some overbearing children would take away food from the younger children, and if the children dared to complain, they would be beaten.

It was at that time that she and Jiang Xiaomei gathered together for warmth.

The past was too painful to recall, but fortunately her mother adopted her and she was able to live a peaceful life without worries about food and clothing.

She placed all her emotions for her mother on her adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother's sudden death had such a great impact on her that she felt as if the sky had fallen. Fortunately, she soon shifted her attention to Shen Jianxi.

At that time, she just hoped that Shen Jianxi could live well, and had no other feelings. But after years of companionship, she unknowingly engraved Shen Jianxi in her heart.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

If Shen Jianxi were to be torn away from my heart, there would be bloodshed and unbearable pain.

Even when he was alone at night, Yan Liang did not dare to delve into it, fearing that he would not be able to bear it.

On this early autumn morning, the hot and humid wind suddenly hit my heart, catching me off guard and without any warning. I was so painful that I bent over like a shrimp, and tears burst out of my eyes.

"Yanliang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jiang Xiaomei turned around and noticed something was wrong with Yanliang, and supported her in panic.

Yan Liang waited for the severe pain to pass, her lips had turned white, and she shook her head weakly: "It's okay, it might be a stomachache."

He held Jiang Xiaomei's hand tightly, his fingers almost digging into her palm: "Don't tell Aunt Shang."

Jiang Xiaomei nodded blankly: "Are you really okay? I'll take you to the hospital!"

"No, it's fine now." Yan Liang breathed weakly, sat on the long wooden chair, and looked at Chenchen's bright smile from afar, "Don't ruin Chenchen's happiness."

Jiang Xiaomei bought a bottle of hot tea and handed it to Yan Liang: "Drink some hot tea, you will feel better."

Yanliang took it, unscrewed the lid, took a few sips, and his stomach immediately felt warm.

"You've had stomach problems since you were a child. Have you had them often in recent years?"

Yan Liang frowned and thought for a while: "No, I haven't had it for many years."

In fact, she couldn't tell whether it was stomachache or heartache. The pain came too suddenly, and her internal organs seemed to be turned upside down.

"Why do you still call her Aunt Shang? Haven't you already returned to your roots?" Jiang Xiaomei asked curiously when she saw Yan Liang's complexion gradually recovering.

"In my heart, there is only one mother." Yan Liang said in a light tone, his eyes passing over the crowd and falling on Shang Zixuan who was holding Chenchen.

Jiang Xiaomei sighed: "Well, I understand. In my heart, I only have one mother. Unfortunately, because I was jealous of you, I didn't have the chance to call her before we were separated forever..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, Yan Liang's nose felt sore and he turned his eyes away.

……

Sheng Boyan went to the hospital to get a big bag of medicine and hurried back to the old house.

Sheng Shaojun had probably taken sleeping pills and had been sleeping soundly. Tear marks could be vaguely seen on his face. His expression was tense even in his sleep, with several vertical wrinkles between his eyebrows.

Sheng Boyan put the plastic bag on the table, opened it and picked out a few bottles. According to the quantity on the instructions, he took out a few pills and placed them on a small white porcelain plate.

There was no other sound in the room except Sheng Shaojun's slightly heavy breathing.

Sheng Boyan's mind was echoing with Sheng Shaojun's words from yesterday.

"You knew Yan Liang was the daughter of your enemy, but you still married her? Have you forgotten how your father and sister died?"

"Mom, don't get excited. How could I forget? But all this has nothing to do with Yan Liang!"

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? Isn't she Wang Kaiye's daughter? Isn't she Wang Qinghai's sister? Even if they have the same father but different mothers, they are still siblings!"

"Yanliang is different from them, Mom, don't take your anger out on Yanliang."

"What do you mean I'm taking my anger out on her? Ah Yan, have you been bewitched by her and you don't even realize it? Are you going to stop avenging your father and sister for her sake?"

"How is it possible? For so many years, I have never forgotten revenge! However, Yan Liang has done nothing wrong to us, so we shouldn't direct our anger at her!"

"Are you sure that she won't hate you when she finds out that you killed her biological father?"

Sheng Boyan paused for a moment: "I am sure that if Yan Liang knew the truth, she would also hate the Wang family father and son!"

"I don't care. Her last name is Wang after all! I won't allow you to marry the daughter of my enemy! Get a divorce immediately and cut off all ties with her!"

Sheng Boyan pursed his thin lips into a line, clenched his teeth, and refused to agree to Sheng Shaojun's request.

"Ah Yan, you disappoint me so much! I tell you, as long as I am still alive, I will not allow you to be with Yan Liang!"

Sheng Shaojun threatened to commit suicide, and Sheng Boyan had no choice but to take her back to the old house.

"Mom, please go home first. I will talk to Yan Liang slowly." Sheng Boyan's face was gloomy. "If you see Yan Liang here, you will definitely not be in a good mood, and you will not talk to her nicely. She knows nothing about this. She is innocent!"

Sheng Shaojun punched Sheng Boyan on the chest in anger, but Sheng Boyan did not dodge and let her vent.

"What an injustice! How could you fall in love with the daughter of your enemy? I still often dream about your father and Xiao Ping's bloody appearance. Have you forgotten? Huh?!"

Sheng Boyan's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was cold: "I haven't forgotten!"