The next morning, a batch of acrylic panels ordered by the art museum arrived, and Meng Sheng, as the curator, needed to go and inspect them.
The late autumn rain lasted for two days and never stopped.
Shang Boyu knew that she didn't like driving on rainy days, so he offered to drive her there, and Meng Sheng didn't refuse.
The car had just been parked and the engine was not turned off. She unbuckled her seat belt and saw a familiar white BMW driving into the parking space opposite.
It’s Ning Weiwei.
She was in a daze for a moment, then she remembered that Ning Weiwei had already taken her half-month annual leave, and it was time to go back to work today.
She didn't look at Shang Boyu, but suppressed her emotions, grabbed her bag and got out of the car, smiling, "Good morning, Weiwei, are you here for work?"
Ning Wei was slightly startled. When she saw her, the panic in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She caught a glimpse of the man in the driver's seat, smiled, closed the door, and greeted him, "Yes. Good morning, Shengsheng."
Shang Boyu lowered the window in the car, nodded to her, looked at Meng Sheng, and said softly, "Wife, I'm leaving."
Meng Sheng looked back at him and said, "Okay, be careful on the road."
"Send me a message when you get off work and I'll pick you up."
"good."
After watching the black Cayenne leave, she caught a glimpse of jealousy in Ning Weiwei's eyes. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and Ning Weiwei had changed her expression to a teasing one, "Oh, I'm so envious. There's even a dedicated "driver" to take you there."
She could see that what Ning Weiwei said was true.
It was just said in a joking manner.
She smiled and said, "Why are you envious? Don't you have your own driver? Ask him to pick you up tomorrow."
Ning snorted slightly, pretending to be angry, "He is such a busy man, he has no time to see me off."
As he spoke, Meng Sheng's gaze froze and he noticed the sapphire cat's eye necklace on her neck.
Exquisite, elegant and noble.
She recognized the necklace because she had an identical one.
The selling price is 890,000.
It was the Valentine's Day gift Shang Boyu gave her this year.
"Then this necklace..."
She suppressed her turbulent emotions and tried hard to force a teasing smile.
Ning smiled shyly, but her eyes were full of confidence, arrogance, and a bit of complacency, "My boyfriend gave it to me yesterday. Does it look good?"
Although I guessed that it was sent by Shang Boyu, my heart was still pierced when I heard it with my own ears.
There was a layer of coldness in her eyes, and her soft voice was full of laughter, "Tsk, your boyfriend is quite generous. Although he is busy, it is not bad that he can make up for you materially."
Ning nodded slightly, as if remembering something, "I remember... do you also have a necklace like this?"
"Yeah." Meng Sheng paused, then said calmly, "Shang Boyu gave it to me on Valentine's Day this year."
"Is that so?" Ning stretched out the last syllable of the sentence slightly, and his brows raised unconsciously.
Meng Sheng glanced at her car and asked curiously, "When did you change the car?"
Ning sighed helplessly, "He was a gift too. My original Toyota was actually quite good to drive, but he insisted on replacing it for me, saying it would be more comfortable to drive."
Meng Sheng gave her a sidelong glance, "Are you being so Versailles with me? Or are you showing off?"
"No way." Ning Weiwei took her arm and said with emotion, "Do I need to show off to you? What don't you have? Shang Boyu is... quite generous."
"Yeah, generous."
Meng Sheng laughed at himself.
When she reached the elevator, she withdrew her arm as if nothing had happened and pressed the elevator button.
The cell phone suddenly dinged.
[Ning Weiwei listed her 900,000 yuan apartment on a real estate agency platform, with a price tag of 1.5 million yuan.]
When Meng Sheng entered the elevator, he scanned the content of the text message and his eyes darkened.
When Ning Weiwei came closer again, she calmly turned off the screen and threw the phone into her bag.
Ning Weiwei bought that apartment two years ago. It is 80 square meters, with one bedroom and one living room. The location is average, about a 30-40 minute drive from Yisheng Art Museum.
She paid a down payment of 600,000 yuan, plus 400,000 yuan for decoration.
At that time, she didn't have enough money, so Meng Sheng lent her 300,000 yuan and wrote her an IOU, but he has not paid it back to this day.
Meng Sheng values their friendship and never mentions the three hundred thousand.
That’s right, she already has a big villa of two or three hundred square meters, so how could she care about a small apartment of eighty square meters?
My thoughts were monopolized, and the voice beside me became clearer and clearer. "I've been resting for half a month, and I feel like I'm getting rusty at the job. I saw in the group chat that Sister Qiuyi's solo exhibition preparations are going well?"
Qiu Yi is very famous in the art circle. Two of her paintings were sold at a Paris auction this year for 5 million and 8.4 million respectively.
She has a bright and elegant appearance, and her painting style tends to be abstract impressionist. Every stroke of her painting is extremely casual, expressing a mysterious and profound beauty.
This exhibition is her first solo exhibition in the country.
The reason for choosing Yisheng Art Museum is that Meng Sheng’s mother is her teacher.
"Yeah, it went well." She replied softly.
"When will Sister Qiuyi come back from France?"
"have no idea."
"Didn't you ask?"
Meng Sheng stepped out of the elevator and said calmly, "She has always been free and easy. She will be back before the exhibition anyway. Don't worry. I'll go back to the office first."
She left Ning Weiwei and walked straight into the office. After a while, Qiao Na came in with a stack of documents and reported to her the progress of the exhibition area layout.
Meng Sheng was busy until eight o'clock in the evening before she got off work, and Shang Boyu came to pick her up.
When she got home, she just got out of the car and received a text message: [Tomorrow, no matter what your mother-in-law Yu Qionghua says to you, don't believe it! She is lying to you, just coveting the Yisheng Art Museum and money in your hands, as well as the background of your uncle's Xu Group. Yueqifang is a beauty salon on the surface, but secretly it is a training class for celebrities, and it also involves selling male models for money. ]
Meng Sheng suddenly stopped in his tracks and his body swayed.
This text was like a thunderbolt, striking her hard.
My heart was numb and stopped beating.
Tomorrow is her mother-in-law Yu Qionghua’s birthday.
Since she and Shang Boyu started dating, she would prepare generous gifts every time she met Yu Qionghua, and bags, jewelry and skin care products worth hundreds of thousands of dollars were normal.
Yu Qionghua loved her like her own daughter. Even if she and Shang Boyu had a small dispute over something, Yu Qionghua would stand on her side and help her discipline Shang Boyu.
Shang Boyu often said that his son was more like a son-in-law.
The Meng family is a well-known scholarly family in Beijing.
When Mr. Meng and Mrs. Meng were alive, they were both modern writers of literary master level. Meng Sheng's father was a professor of history at Fudan University, and his mother was a famous painter.
Even her brother Meng Shixu was successfully admitted to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs after graduating from the China Foreign Affairs College. He is still young and has great potential.
Meng Sheng's uncle's family is the Xu Group, which is well-known in the Beijing wealthy circle, and its industries are mainly in finance and foreign trade.
With her family background, she was more than qualified to be a match for the fourth young master of the Shang family.
In March last year, Yu Qionghua suddenly said that she wanted to open a beauty salon, but she could only come up with more than one million yuan in working capital. Her status in the business was neither high nor low, and most of Shang Yizheng's money was in the hands of Guan Rong, his original wife.
Meng Sheng guessed her intention at the time and didn't think much about it. Out of trust, he thought it would be good for his mother-in-law to have a side job to earn money and pass the time.
He immediately gave her three million as a start-up fund.
Yu Qionghua was very happy and generously gave her the legal representative title.
She also became a shareholder of Yueqifang.
Yueqifang has been in business for almost a year and has made quite good profits. The dividends Yu Qionghua gave her this year totaled four million.
But I didn't expect the truth behind it to be like this.
If Yueqifang is investigated one day, the first person to suffer will be her, the legal representative.
How ridiculous.
Not only did her husband, who loved her dearly, deceive and betray her, but even her mother-in-law, who had always treated her kindly, plotted against her and used her.
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