Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

Fang Yaqi left before the security of the Sheng family mansion arrived.

Her last look at Sheng Yuan was filled with resentment and lingering thoughts.

Love gives rise to hate, and hate gives rise to stupidity.

Fang Yaqi herself couldn't figure out what kind of feelings she had for Sheng Yuan.

She only had one thought left: he wanted to destroy Sheng Yuan and drag him into the same quagmire. Even if he was deeply trapped, she wanted someone to take the blame!

Sheng Yuan is very open-minded about Fang Yaqi's hatred.

The more she made a fuss, the more she could prove to Lin Mingmo that there was absolutely no possibility of their old relationship rekindling.

It's not entirely a bad thing.

He has never done anything that would harm the Fang family as rumored, and he has a clear conscience.

Fang Yaqi’s matter has come to an end for the time being.

Sheng Yuan returned to Old Lady Sheng's room and stayed with her for a while.

Ever since Sheng Yang exposed the Lin family's deceptive behavior, the old lady was devastated and has been bedridden.

There is no physical illness, but I feel very upset.

If faced with the farce between Sheng Yuan and Fang Yaqi again, an old lady with weak psychological endurance would probably close her eyes on the spot.

Fortunately, after all, Mrs. Sheng has experienced many ups and downs.

"A Yuan..." An old and hoarse voice sounded in the room.

Sheng Yuan stood beside the old lady's bed, looking at her quietly.

"I'm here, just tell me if you have anything to say."

The old lady shook her head and sighed helplessly, "You won't listen to anything I say."

After a pause, the old lady continued, "A Yuan, I have always believed that you are the smartest child of your generation. There are many things that no one tells you... but you know them on your own."

A hint of darkness appeared in Sheng Yuan's eyes.

He picked up the apple on the table, sat down, and peeled it carefully with a knife.

Old Madam Sheng continued, "You've suffered a lot of injustice over the years. Whether you're willful or resentful, your...eldest brother and I have turned a blind eye. But you must always remember that you are a member of the Sheng family, and the honor and disgrace of the Sheng family is related to you."

"I know." Sheng Yuan responded calmly.

Old Madam Sheng looked at Sheng Yuan and asked tentatively, "You and Xiao Qi..."

Seeing Sheng Yuan's face darken in an instant, she stopped talking tactfully.

He also swallowed back the rest of the sentence "Is it really impossible?"

"Forget it, forget it. I'm old and my mind isn't sharp anymore. I don't want to get involved in the relationships of you younger generations anymore." The old lady couldn't help but grumble, "Ayang's marriage... I was wrong. That Lin Mingmo looked gentle and well-behaved, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless... It was all a conspiracy."

"We were all deceived by her appearance, alas!"

When Mrs. Sheng thought of every moment she spent with Lin Mingmo, she couldn't help but sigh, feeling that she had given her true heart to the wrong vicious woman.

"Fortunately, Ayang was sober and rational and didn't get deceived, so the Sheng family didn't suffer much loss."

At this time, Sheng Yuan peeled the apple, cut it into small pieces that were easy to eat with a knife, put it on a plate, and handed it to Mrs. Sheng.

Listening to her words, I felt inexplicably irritated.

The old lady ate a piece, looked up at Sheng Yuan with a smile.

"Alright, alright." The old lady's eyes were full of tenderness. "I won't care about your love affairs anymore. As long as it's not someone like Lin Mingmo...you can be with whoever you want."

Sheng Yuan's fingers stiffened slightly, and the fruit knife in his hand slammed onto the rosewood table.

"Ouch!" the old lady exclaimed.

All the furniture in her room are precious antique solid wood furniture. She takes great care of them and does not allow even a scratch to appear on them.

Sheng Yuan looked at the small shallow dent on the table made by the tip of the knife, with an apologetic look on his face.

"Sorry……"

Although Mrs. Sheng felt sorry for the table, she didn't care too much about it.

After all, old things will always be eliminated by the times, objects and people alike...

"Speaking of Lin Mingmo, I wonder how she's doing now?" Old Madam Sheng murmured, "She was quite mean, but you were all busy at the time, and she was the only one who kept me company..."

Sheng Yuan's mind was in turmoil, and he remained silent with his lips pursed.

I thought about defending Lin Mingmo, but with the old lady's personality, it would only make her think that Lin Mingmo was seductive and trying to seduce me, which would only deepen her bad impression of her.

Forget it.

"I'm sorry." He stood up and apologized again, "You have a good rest. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, okay..." Old Mrs. Sheng waved goodbye to Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan walked out of the courtyard and called Mo Zheng first.

"How is the thing I asked you to check?"

"Master Sheng, if you only give me a name and a place, how can I find it so quickly?" Mo Zheng said in a leisurely tone, "Besides, you can't just ask someone to do something with just a mouth."

Sheng Yuan's brows furrowed, and he asked bluntly, "What do you want?"

Since that night in the hospital, Sheng Yuan could feel that Mo Zheng wanted something but didn't say it out loud.

Something that Mo Zheng is thinking about is probably not something that is easy to get.

Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes and carefully recalled the details of his time with Mo Zheng these days.

He seemed to... show extraordinary concern for only one person.

Lin Mingmo?

Sheng Yuan said in a cold voice, "Don't try to hit on her."

Mo Zheng let out a faint laugh, "I don't miss Fourth Master Sheng's treasure. How about this, I'll owe it to you first and then cash it out when I think it through."

"However, with what the Fourth Master said, I have no choice but to go to Luochuan myself and dig up all the secrets of that Ying Lan!"

Sheng Yuan frowned and said unhappily, "You are older than me. If you keep calling me Fourth Master... then I will call you my nephew. You disgust me, and I disgust you too."

Mo Zheng was convinced.

Joking aside, Sheng Yuan is really difficult to deal with once he gets serious.

"Okay, okay, stop yelling. It's more comfortable to call you A Yuan." Mo Zheng said seriously.

Sheng Yuan chuckled, paused, and asked, "Have you seen her?"

"Lin Mingmo? No?" Mo Zheng's tone was puzzled but normal. "She's already living with you in her love nest, how could she still be interested in working at Qianyi..."

Sheng Yuan's expression suddenly turned cold, and he immediately hung up the phone. Then he called Lin Mingmo.

After a while, the call was connected.

Lin Mingmo's sweet voice came from the phone.

"Sheng Yuan, how's the situation over there? Did the Sheng family give you any trouble?"

Sheng Yuan held his breath and listened, but didn't hear any noise and couldn't quite tell what environment she was in.

"I've taken care of it here, what about you?"

"Uh... I've taken care of it too." Lin Mingmo's tone was a little flustered. "Boss Mo didn't mind my absence from work. I'll continue to come to work."

"Oh?" Sheng Yuan raised his eyebrows, paused, and said in a deep voice: "You should know that it's not a problem for me to support you, right?"

Lin Mingmo smiled.

"But... I like the kids here, and I like ballet..."

Although he knew she was lying, Sheng Yuan couldn't bear to expose her.

His brows just kept furrowing deeper, his heart was in turmoil, and he was fighting with himself.

"Okay, go home early."