Perhaps because he had solved his biggest worry, Meng Sheng slept very soundly that night and did not have any dreams.
When I woke up again, it was almost seven o'clock.
The room was pitch black, so she leaned over and turned on the desk lamp, and the first thing she saw was Shang Boyu's figure.
He didn't sleep on the sofa in the living room these days, but just lay at the end of the bed.
She frowned. Without getting him away, she couldn't make the report call.
Shang Boyu felt the light and heard the noise. He quickly opened his eyes and sat up. Looking at the thin figure shrouded in the warm yellow light, his eyes were quickly filled with tenderness.
"Wife, are you awake? Why didn't you call me?"
When Meng Sheng saw him get up, his brows had already relaxed, but his dull almond-shaped eyes were still sad and empty.
She said softly, "You haven't rested well these past few days here, and I don't want to wake you up."
Shang Boyu's heart softened when he heard that. He reached out and pinched her face. "I'm not tired at all taking care of you. I'll go get you some water..."
"good."
Soon, Shang Boyu brought a basin of hot water and a toothbrush and towel.
Not long after I finished washing up, Aunt Ren came with the nurse to check on me.
After giving her some basic examinations, she suddenly made eye contact with Meng Sheng.
Thinking of what she said on WeChat last night, he pursed his lips and said in a steady voice, "My body is recovering well now, and I can go through the discharge procedures tomorrow, but remember, I have to wait for a month.
You should eat a light diet and avoid strenuous exercise. Eat well. Look, your face has become thinner in just a few days. You need to replenish your body, okay?"
Shang Boyu was stunned when he heard this, and asked worriedly, "Aunt Ren, Shengsheng looks so bad, can he stay for two more days..."
Aunt Ren really couldn't pretend to be nice to him.
He was afraid of revealing any flaws that would affect Shengsheng's affairs, so he basically only came to check the room once in the morning and ask a few simple questions. He would not come at other times.
Her voice was a little cold. "It's useless to stay longer. She has a mental illness. Staying longer will not be good for her body and mind. It's better to discharge her early and let her live in a familiar environment.
Isn't it better to do something else to divert your attention than to lie in bed and daydream all day long?"
From the first day, Shang Boyu felt that Aunt Ren disliked him.
If you think about it, you can understand it.
Shengsheng is the daughter of her good friend. Now she has had a miscarriage, which was originally his fault. He can understand why Aunt Ren is taking her anger out on him.
But what Aunt Ren said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go and complete the discharge procedures tomorrow morning."
Meng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Before going to bed last night, she told Aunt Ren on WeChat that she wanted to be discharged from the hospital.
I really can't stay in the hospital for another day.
It’s too stuffy and depressing.
If she continued like this, she was afraid that she would actually become depressed while acting.
If she asked to leave the hospital on her own, Shang Boyu would definitely not agree.
So I can only rely on Aunt Ren.
Mrs. Liu brought breakfast again. She stopped halfway through her meal.
Shang Boyu saw this and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"
Meng Sheng suppressed her thoughts and looked up at him. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dark brown pupils were filled with desire. She said in a daze, "I want to eat... the beef noodles you made."
Shang Boyu was stunned.
He felt that as long as he saw the look in her eyes, it would be like a spring breeze blowing across the water, and no matter how hard the heart was, it would quietly crack into a soft crack.
He chuckled softly, "Okay. Do you want to eat at noon, or tomorrow morning?"
"noon."
"Okay, I'll go back later and take back some of the things you'll never get for the time being."
Shang Boyu nodded in agreement, then paused, a little hesitant, "Can you do it alone?"
"Sister Qiuyi will come to see me in the morning."
Shang Boyu was slightly startled, but he suddenly understood what she meant, "You are worried that Qiu Yi will..."
Meng Sheng pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids. Her voice was thin, like a string that was about to break, trembling in the silence.
"I just want to eat noodles."
Shang Boyu's heart softened as a ball of cotton again, and he collapsed completely at the slightest touch of her words.
A vine seemed to extend from his chest, hooking onto his heart and all his reason.
He also knew Qiu Yi's personality. She treated Meng Sheng as her own sister. After such a big thing happened, she would definitely be furious.
Shengsheng said she wanted to eat noodles, just to get him away so that she wouldn't be beaten and scolded by Qiuyi.
He felt touched in his heart, and his eyes became more gentle as he looked at her, with a hint of sparkling light, "Okay."
Meng Sheng didn't know that he had thought so much, and asked him to go back and cook noodles, really wanting to get him away.
Otherwise, if he stayed here all the time, she wouldn't even have the chance to send a letter of complaint, let alone make a phone call.
By the time he packed up his things, it was already past nine o'clock. Before leaving, Shang Boyu gave her some careful instructions before leaving.
The huge room suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.
Meng Sheng took a deep breath, picked up his cell phone from the bedside table, and his heart began beating uncontrollably rapidly.
I opened the dial pad and entered the three numbers 110 with trembling hands.
After the call was connected, a light voice slowly emerged from her throat, "Hello, I am reporting the Yueqifang Beauty Salon on Hongsheng Commercial Street in the city center for participating in an organized and disciplined underground silver selling activity."
*
New Year's Day is approaching, and Yueqifang and Jialan Beauty Salon across the street are both making every effort to prepare for this holiday event.
In the afternoon, three or four customers who had made appointments arrived at Yueqifang. Before they started their facials, the sirens of six police cars rang out in the gloomy sky, and they all stopped at the entrance of the beauty salon.
When Song Qing rushed out after hearing the noise, more than a dozen policemen had already poured into the lobby of the beauty salon.
"Everyone, stay still. Lean against the wall, squat down, and hold your head!"
Her face turned pale, and she felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart. "Police comrade, what are you doing..."
The leading police officer shook out a search warrant and said, "Someone reported that your beauty salon was involved in a group selling silver. We are now conducting a search in accordance with the law. Are you the person in charge of the beauty salon?"
Song Qing was shocked, and the blood in her body froze, "I... I am the manager of the beauty salon."
"Where is the hidden elevator on your basement level?"
Hidden elevator?
They all know this!
How could...
Song Qing opened her eyes wide in disbelief, her lips trembling, her fingertips twitching uncontrollably, as if an electric current was running through her spine.
The policeman, who could not wait for an answer, raised his hand and gestured. More than a dozen policemen behind him rushed out and began a full-scale search.
Yu Qionghua was researching a new scented tea when she received the message from her employee.
One of her target customers is a wealthy woman who loves to drink scented tea, so she plans to start with that.
When she saw the content of the message, she felt as if ice water was poured over her head. A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, causing her to shiver violently.
The teacup in his hand slipped and the scalding hot tea splashed everywhere.
The underground industry was investigated...
Being investigated...
This line of words kept being magnified in her mind.
It's over. It's all over.
How could this happen?
The confused mind suddenly recalled that Bo Yu said yesterday that someone reported Meng Sheng for operating illegally, and her beauty salon was inspected today.
Is it a coincidence?
Meng Sheng... is it Meng Sheng? !
She gritted her teeth and decided that now was not the time to worry about this.
She turned around and walked upstairs quickly without even knocking. She pushed open the door of the study and rushed over crying, "Yi Zheng, you must help me."
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