Meng Sheng went to bed very early and soundly last night, and did not suffer from insomnia due to the tension and anxiety.
She woke up just after seven.
It was a cold winter morning, and the sun rose late. The curtains were drawn, and the morning light was dim. There were still a few remaining stars in the pale blue sky, and a layer of hazy mist filled the air, like a veil covering the earth.
In the distance in the east, a faint crimson glow appeared in the morning.
Today is destined to be a sunny day.
She stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside with a dull look in her eyes, her thoughts slowly drifting away.
After a while, he turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up, then went to the cloakroom to change into a slightly casual set of clothes. His outer coat was a short white down jacket.
When I went downstairs, the lights in the living room and dining room were as bright as day, and there were noises coming from the kitchen.
She walked over and saw a familiar figure busy inside. Aunt Zhang seemed to be helping him.
Shang Boyu turned around and saw her while holding the plate, and greeted her with a smile, "Wife, why are you up so early?"
"I went to bed early last night." Meng Sheng asked gently, "What about you? What are you doing?"
"I'm asking Aunt Zhang how to make beef pot stickers. I just made one."
Shang Boyu put the pot stickers on the table, picked up one with chopsticks, blew on it and put it to Meng Sheng's lips, "Try it first, eat slowly, be careful of the heat."
Meng Sheng glanced at the pot stickers he had praised, frowned, and a strong sense of rejection surged in his heart.
But she couldn't refuse, so she took a deep breath and, with the professionalism of an "actress", took a small bite of the crispy edge.
I was afraid that he would notice something, so I explained, "It tastes good, but it's a little oily. I can't eat it. Do you have any other breakfast?"
"Blame me, blame me. I was just thinking about how you liked to eat beef potstickers in college, and forgot that you are pregnant and can't eat greasy food."
Shang Boyu was stunned when he heard this, then he sincerely admitted his mistake, stuffed the pot stickers she had eaten into his mouth, and said with a smile, "I made white fungus and double rice porridge, and also made shrimp wontons, but I haven't put them in the pot yet, wait a moment."
After saying that, he turned and went into the kitchen.
Meng Sheng's eyes fell on the beef pot stickers on the plate, and his eyes slowly sank.
She remembered that when she was in college, there was a store specializing in pot stickers at the north gate. It was far away from the Finance Department where Shang Boyu was located, and it took twenty minutes to ride a bike to get there.
But in order to pursue her at that time, he bought her breakfast at the North Gate for more than a month.
Among them, the pot stickers left the most profound impression.
Meng Sheng could see his intentions, and...his ulterior motives.
The traces of his deliberate search for good memories of the past were too heavy.
This method of trying to make up for current guilt with past sweetness is so disgusting and stupid.
She suppressed the irritability in her heart, sat down at the dining table, and pushed the plate away.
bite!
The phone suddenly rang with a text message alert.
[At 8:56, Ning Weiwei's mother, Lv Qiuling, will pay the bill in the hospital lobby. Today, Lv Qiuling will force Ning Weiwei to abort the baby! ]
Pay in the lobby!
This is the best opportunity to meet Ning Weiwei in the hospital without having to go through too many detours.
However, what surprised her was Ning Weiwei's mother's firm attitude.
Even though he knew that Ning Weiwei would most likely never get pregnant again after having an abortion, he still asked her to have one.
This attitude is like a strong catalyst that will force Ning Weiwei into a desperate situation.
She smiled with emotion.
It's a desperate situation.
She was actually looking forward to it.
While he was lost in thought, Shang Boyu brought him a bowl of steaming wontons, a small bowl of porridge, and a small plate of blueberries and strawberries.
Each wonton is plump, pink in color, and has a fresh and fragrant filling.
Perhaps knowing what he would face today, Meng Sheng had a good appetite and finished 10 wontons, a bowl of porridge and some fruit.
Seeing her eating so happily, Shang Boyu's smile almost overflowed from his eyes, "If you like this wonton, I'll make it for you tomorrow morning."
Meng Sheng just said "hmm" and didn't say anything more.
After he finished breakfast, the two drove to the central hospital.
Today is Wednesday, and many specialists have their outpatient clinics scheduled on this day, so there is a large flow of people in and out of the hospital.
Shang Boyu was afraid that she would be bumped into by someone, so he held her hand. His hands were cold all year round, and she used to like to warm his hands in winter.
Now……
Just want to withdraw.
Meng Sheng gritted his teeth secretly and forced himself not to pull his hand out.
Aunt Ren’s usual outpatient number was sold out a few months ago. She cut in line today and also needed to go to the window to get a number.
But there were long queues at both the registration window and the payment window.
Meng Sheng subconsciously glanced at the time in the lobby. It was already nine o'clock.
We arrived just in time for the morning rush hour and the car was delayed on the road for more than ten to twenty minutes.
She quickly patrolled the lobby and finally stopped at a middle-aged woman who was holding a payment slip and had a worried look on her face.
Ning Weiwei looks more like Lu Qiuling, especially her nose and mouth.
It's obvious.
During college, Meng Sheng traveled to Jing'an City during summer and winter vacations and stayed at Ning Weiwei's home for a few days.
It's close to the sea and has pleasant scenery. The tourism industry has boomed in recent years and the economy is also good.
When Ning Weiwei goes home during the holidays, she will bring food made by Lu Qiuling to school to share with her.
Therefore, Meng Sheng is quite familiar with Lu Qiuling.
"Shengsheng, wait here for me, I'll go get a number." Shang Boyu, who was standing by, didn't notice anything unusual about her. He just felt that there were too many people in the hospital today.
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Sheng ignored him and suddenly shouted "Auntie" to the front.
Shang Boyu was stunned when he heard this, and followed her gaze to a woman in her fifties.
When Lu Qiuling looked up, she saw Meng Sheng and was immediately stunned, her face full of surprise.
"You are...Meng Sheng?"
Meng Sheng smiled, "You still remember me, it's been a long time, Auntie. I thought I was seeing things just now."
The surprise in Lu Qiuling's eyes slowly turned into joy. She smiled and said, "Of course I remember. You are our Weiwei's best friend. Why did you come to the hospital today? This is..."
"I'm here for a prenatal checkup today." Meng Sheng introduced, "This is my husband Shang Boyu. Boyu, this is Weiwei's mother."
Lu Qiuling's face and eyes were full of smiles, "Good, good. A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven."
Meng Sheng looked at the smile on her face, which did not show any embarrassment or falsehood. He thought that she probably didn't know that Ning Weiwei was interfering in her marriage with Shang Boyu.
Yes, Yu Qionghua would definitely not throw dirty water on her own son.
And Ning Weiwei would not say these things on her own initiative.
Destroying other people's families is certainly abominable, but destroying the marriage of your best friend is truly hateful.
She suppressed her sarcasm and asked in a gentle and caring tone, "Auntie, when did you come to Beijing? I didn't even hear Weiwei say, are you coming to the hospital today because you're not feeling well?"
Speaking of this, the sad expression on Lu Qiuling's face that had just faded away returned again.
She was also observing Meng Sheng's expression, guessing that Meng Sheng probably didn't know that Weiwei was a mistress.
Even if they were good friends, it was difficult for her as a mother to talk about such an embarrassing thing.
She hesitated for a moment, opened her mouth, and asked tentatively, "Shengsheng, do you know about Weiwei's boyfriend?"
"I know, what's the matter?" Meng Sheng knew her concerns, so he pretended to be confused.
After hearing this, Lu Qiuling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. What else could she do?
Now we can only talk about having children before marriage.
She looked doubtful and spoke earnestly, "Weiwei is pregnant. I think that man is unreliable. He is a rich boy, so he may not be sincere. Maybe they will break up after playing around.
I want Weiwei to abort the baby, but she is against it and insists on giving birth to the baby. Can you help me persuade her?"
Before Meng Sheng could react, Shang Boyu, who was standing close to him, could hear everything Lu Qiuling said clearly.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the panic lingering in my heart sank along with it.
Ning Weiwei is pregnant?
How is that possible?
They always take safety measures when doing it.
Even if she sometimes forgets to bring condoms, Ning Weiwei will take birth control pills afterwards.
His throat tightened, and the air around him seemed to suddenly become sticky, and his heartbeat stopped for an instant. In such warm and sunny weather, he seemed to hear the crisp sound of blood freezing.
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