The couple, who were full of calculations, watched Meng Sheng eat his meal here before leaving.

Before leaving, Shang Yizheng sternly warned Shang Boyu to take good care of Meng Sheng, otherwise he would be in great pain.

Only after they left did Shang Boyu stand up from the ground, feeling a piercing pain in his knees.

My legs were also paralyzed.

He leaned against the wall and looked at Meng Sheng, seeing her staring at the check and documents in her hand in a daze.

Of course, he also understood the deep meaning behind his parents' actions.

The guilt and heartache in his chest kept pouring out, and he didn't care about the pain in his knees anymore, he walked over with difficulty.

He lowered his voice and said, "Shengsheng, since it's given to you by dad, just keep it. I also have five or six shops in the south and east of the city, which I will transfer to you as well..."

"No."

Meng Sheng shook his head to interrupt him, and casually put the things on the bedside table, as if he had no intention of signing.

Those five or six shops will be hers sooner or later.

After Shang Boyu gets divorced and leaves the house with nothing, we can just transfer everything over together to save the trouble.

Shang Boyu was startled, "Then what do you want?"

Hearing this, Meng Sheng slowly raised his head. His empty eyes seemed unable to focus, and there was a trace of sadness in them. "What can you give me?"

yes.

What can he give?

It seems like giving anything is superficial.

But he still wanted to give it to her, as if he could only show his value when he saw that she needed him.

He grabbed her hand and said, "I can give you anything as long as you want it."

Even life can be lost.

Meng Sheng looked at his affectionate expression and her nose suddenly felt sore for some reason.

She looked away, put the things on the bedside table, lay down on her side again, let the tears run down her nose and fall into her other eye, and said nothing more.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Shang Yizheng had someone bring another transfer contract and transfer book, along with Yu Qionghua's two million.

The only difference is that the money was paid through Yueqifang’s account.

Look how smart Yu Qionghua is.

Afraid that she would have no connection with Yueqifang.

She secretly twitched the corners of her mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally took a screenshot of the account and sent it to Pei Sui, asking him if it would have any impact?

There are no written remarks on this account, but judging from the transfer record, it is actually difficult to explain the problem. Even if Yu Qionghua says in the future that it is a dividend from Yueqifang's underground industry, there is no evidence to prove it.

After all, it is impossible for this account to be recorded in the account books of Yueqifang's underground industry.

Pei Sui's advice to her was to talk to Yu Qionghua on WeChat about the origin of the account, so that it would not be so troublesome in the future with the chat records as evidence.

And it’s best not to take screenshots, just record it like a screen recording.

But Yu Qionghua was a smart and cautious person. Meng Sheng talked to her for seven or eight minutes, but she didn't say a word about the real reason why the two million was transferred to her.

She was also very cautious. During the ten-minute conversation, she did not mention a word about the reason why she transferred the two million to Meng Sheng.

Meng Sheng is also annoyed.

I was also afraid that if I dwelled on this for too long, it would arouse Yu Qionghua's suspicion.

After thinking for half a minute, I tentatively typed a guiding reply: [I know that Dad and Mom want to compensate me for the miscarriage, but it’s really too much…]

Yu Qionghua had a huge loss at noon today, losing tens of millions. She is in a very bad mood and very restless.

This time, he was not patient enough with Meng Sheng: "You need to rest more now. It's not good for your eyes to hold the phone all the time. Since it's given to you, just keep it. 】

Meng Sheng looked at the text and breathed a sigh of relief. After saying "thank you" again, he recorded the chat and sent it to Pei Sui.

She asked Pei Sui: [Is this okay? 】

Pei Sui replied after a minute: [Okay. I've kept the evidence for you. 】

She replied "OK", and when she was about to exit the chat box with him, another message flashed in: [How is it? Is everything going well? 】

[Well, everything is going well so far. Shang Yizheng came at noon and gave me two storefronts with high rents and a check, as well as a transfer contract and a transfer document. 】

Pei Sui: [Don’t sign the contract yet, show it to me. 】

Shang Yizheng has been in the business world for forty years and is already a veteran.

He was afraid that he would set a trap in the contract, and Meng Sheng would lose more than he gained.

So, I still have to let him take a look at it.

Meng Sheng thought so too, so she was not in a hurry to sign: [Okay, I'll bring it to you when I'm discharged from the hospital. 】

Pei Sui: [How long will it take before you are discharged from the hospital? 】

Meng Sheng: [About a week.] 】

In fact, she will be able to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and just need to go back and take good care of herself, but Yu Qionghua and Shang Boyu definitely hope that she can stay in the hospital for a few more days so that they can feel more at ease.

But after living there for too long and acting day and night, she got tired of it.

I don’t know how my uncle is preparing.

She thought of Shen Qingyan mentioned by Aunt Ren yesterday, and asked: "Did you arrange for Shen Qingyan, deputy director of the Anesthesiology Department of the Central Hospital, to be appointed?" 】

Pei Sui took two or three minutes to reply this time: [He’s my friend. 】

Meng Sheng understood: [Thank you. 】

Pei Sui: [Yeah. 】

There is not even one more word left.

Meng Sheng chuckled and exited WeChat. Before he could put the phone down, Xu Fengyun called: "Shengsheng, your uncle has arranged everything for you."

When Meng Sheng heard this, a smile of surprise appeared in his eyes.

I am one step closer to breaking free from the shackles of shares.

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Shang Boyu walked in with cut oranges and kiwis. When he heard her say the word "uncle", his body suddenly froze.

There was a hint of uneasiness, pleading, and a bit of pity in the eyes that looked over.

Meng Sheng heard the door open and looked up to meet his gaze, his eyes still showing no emotion.

He said to Xu Fengyun on the phone, "Well, I understand, uncle, don't worry, I know my limits."

After hanging up the phone, she threw the phone next to the pillow.

Shang Boyu lifted his lead-like legs and walked to the edge of the bed, saying with a smile, "Shengsheng, I asked Aunt Ren, and she said that you can now supplement some vitamin C and eat some fruits in moderation. Try it, it's not sour at all."

From yesterday to today, Meng Sheng has been maintaining a weak and listless image.

I don't eat much at each meal.

I only had some soup at noon, so I'm really hungry now.

She stared at the fruit plate for a few seconds before picking up a fork and tasting it.

A hint of smile flashed across Shang Boyu's peach blossom eyes, but was soon covered by worry. He moved his lips and asked tentatively, "Just now...was it my uncle who called?"

"Um."

Meng Sheng responded softly.

Shang Boyu's heart tightened, and it was difficult to speak, "Does your uncle know that you are in the hospital?"

Meng Sheng paused in eating the fruit.

Her uncle didn't know about her fake pregnancy, so she didn't actually plan to tell him about her fake miscarriage.

Including, just now on the phone, her uncle asked her why she wanted to report that he was doing illegal business, but because Shang Boyu was present, she couldn't explain in detail.

It would be better to wait until things are over, so they don't have to worry.

She suppressed her thoughts and looked at Shang Boyu's uneasy face, her voice still not very loud, "I haven't had time to tell them about my pregnancy yet, is it necessary to tell them now?"