Meng Sheng sneered in his heart.
She was also brewing tears, and as she blinked her eyes lightly, two lines of tears fell from her cheeks.
"I also found out about Yueqifang a few days before it was investigated. I was very surprised at the time and didn't want to believe it. But after I investigated, I found out... it was true. When I thought about the fact that I was still a shareholder of Yueqifang,
My mother is still trying to get a share of my shares, and I am afraid that if something happens, it doesn’t matter if I am ruined, but the art museum is everything to my mother, and the joint exhibition is coming soon. I have no choice but to pull myself out of it.
I just wanted to keep the Yueqifang that my mother left me. After I calmed down, I went to consult Pei Sui about this matter. He was the only lawyer I knew. Later, I had an unexpected miscarriage.
Mom wanted to give me the shares at that time, how could I not panic? You and Ning Weiwei betrayed me together, I was completely desperate and was forced into a desperate situation. I didn't know what to choose or what to do. "
She spoke with deep emotion and helpless panic.
Include the fact that Yu Qionghua wanted to drag her into this, and that the art museum had no choice but to take action.
He even brought up the thing that caused him the most pain and guilt - miscarriage and betrayal.
Even Shang Boyu was unable to refute.
It is reasonable and logical for her to report this matter.
Moreover, she also explained the relationship between herself and Pei Sui.
It’s just that simple a relationship between a client and his attorney.
Shang Boyu slowly recovered from his shock, moved his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then... why didn't you tell me? You would rather go find Pei Sui than tell me!"
Meng Sheng was stunned, looking at him with a hurt face, "How can I tell you? That's your biological mother, the one who raised you with so much hardship. After I tell you, what will you choose? Will you sacrifice your biological mother for the sake of justice?
Have you ever thought about the consequences? Everyone will poke you in the back and say you are an ungrateful person. If you choose to cover up and stand on your mother's side, what should I do?
The human heart in this world is the most unpredictable. I don't want to gamble with you on the so-called human heart. For the sake of my mother's life's hard work and for my own life, I want to be selfish for once."
Shang Boyu looked at her with tears streaming down her face, and his heart felt like it was being clenched hard by something.
pain.
It hurts a lot.
But he had to admit that every word Meng Sheng said made sense.
If I tell him, he will never report Yu Qionghua for the sake of justice.
That was his mother who raised him alone for 12 years and planned everything for him step by step. Even if he had no conscience, he could not do such a beastly thing.
Then what about his Shengsheng?
What if she insists on reporting it?
Then the two of them would never be able to restore the warmth and happiness they had in the past, and there would only be quarrels and indifference.
In the end, all the love between them was worn out and they ended up in divorce.
No matter which outcome, he could not accept it.
She did this because she didn't want him to be caught in the dilemma between filial piety and righteousness, and helped him make a choice.
But isn't he sad and in pain?
He slept really restlessly these past two days.
Every night when he closed his eyes, he either dreamed of the tragic scene of Meng Sheng committing suicide, or Yu Qionghua scolding him in his dream for being a loser, saying that she had raised him for more than 20 years, but in the end he was played around by a woman.
Finally he woke up from his dream, and what greeted him was endless darkness.
His throat tightened, he raised his hand to cover her tear-stained face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry, I understand, you did this only because you had no choice. This matter was my mother's fault, I don't blame you, I don't blame you..."
He repeated the last sentence.
While comforting Meng Sheng, he was also comforting himself.
Because he had no right to blame her.
There were so many things weighing on her during that time that she was already devastated.
She's thinking about herself, what's wrong?
Meng Sheng was stunned. He really didn't expect that he would understand it this way.
But the melancholy and sadness in my heart did not disappear because of his understanding, but became even stronger.
There is also a hint of complexity.
Perhaps it was because she didn't get enough rest last night, so after hearing what he said, she didn't ask him for help or anything like that.
I just felt tired, so I fell on the bed and fell asleep.
After seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Shang Boyu took countless breaths and called Assistant Liang.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Sheng was awakened by the vibration of a text message.
[Shang Boyu has already asked Liang Bin to divert the news of the informant. The Zheng family and the Zhuang family have not found any clues about you.]
Her hazy eyes brightened slightly and she breathed a sigh of relief.
The crisis has been resolved.
She "accompanied" Shang Boyu at home for a day.
The next morning, after learning that Shang Boyu was going to the company, she also went to the art museum.
Near lunch break, she unexpectedly received a WeChat message from Lvy.
[Director Meng, another album of mine has arrived, but there are some paintings in it that I don't want to make public because it involves my privacy. Are you available at noon? I would like to invite you to dinner and select paintings together? ]
Meng Sheng stared at the text for a while before slowly typing back: [Sure. Send me the address.]
Lvy chose a restaurant that has guzheng and konghou music and is more southern in style.
The mottled light from the lanterns fell through the carved window lattices. In the hall, there were several eight-immortal tables. The celadon cups on the tables reflected the faint light of sandalwood, and a censer of agarwood fragrance lingered quietly in the corner.
They all exude a tranquil, warm and elegant atmosphere.
Even the waiters were wearing cheongsams, all of them had slim and graceful figures.
She didn't know that there was such a store hidden in South City.
"This shop only accepts female customers." Lvy chuckled and said, "Please come in, Director Meng."
Meng Sheng nodded and sat down next to the carved window lattice. The waiter brought the menu.
The names of the dishes are very poetic, and the dishes themselves are quite different from those in ordinary Chinese restaurants.
The waiter recommended a few dishes, but since neither of them had a big appetite, they only ordered four dishes and a soup.
The jasmine needles stand upright in the tea like swords, and their soft fragrance is like black hair combed on a moonlit night.
Meng Sheng actually likes the atmosphere here, whether it is the pleasant and melodious piano music or the furnishing style here.
It makes people calm down.
She looked up at Lvy who was sipping his tea.
Lvy was still wearing a Chinese cheongsam today. It was moon white in color, with a buttoned design and lotus flowers floating on the fabric.
There was a light blue Chinese cloak outside, which she took off and handed to the waiter when she came in.
She didn't have her hair tied up today, she just casually pinned a light-colored clip on the smooth hair at her neck.
Meng Sheng smiled and asked casually, "Ms. Lvy, how did you know about this store? I have lived in South City for so many years, but I didn't know about this store."
She has only been back home for a few days.
Hearing this, Lvy raised his eyes slightly and looked into her calm and gentle almond-shaped eyes.
Her voice was neither hurried nor slow, gentle and smiling, "In addition to painting, I like to design cheongsams in my spare time. The ones I wear are basically designed by me, so I pay more attention to this category.
I saw this store on a social app, and when I was in Italy, I wanted to try it when I came back.”
I've only seen her three times, and every time she was wearing a cheongsam, or one that had been modified.
The styles are relatively simple, but still design-conscious.
Meng Sheng praised her in a casual manner, "I see, Miss Lvy is very talented."
Lvy smiled, "I can't say I'm multi-talented, just some hobbies."
As she spoke, she took out a set of exquisite and elegant booklets and pushed them in front of Meng Sheng, "Director Meng, this is another album of mine, please take a look."
The booklet is slightly thicker than the previous one, but from the appearance, it can be seen that Lvy attaches more importance to this one.
The first page is Lvy's signature, the handwriting is elegant and graceful, just like her.
The second page is the catalog, with a total of 69 paintings. Under each painting are the time and duration of painting, as well as the characteristics and source of inspiration.
It is actually quite rare to find someone who compiles his or her own paintings into a book.
At least her mother, herself, Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting didn't have that.
She saw "Whale Landing on Lonely Island" and "Sleeping in the Mountain" in these catalogs, most of which were about themes related to natural landscapes.
But there are eight or nine examples whose names alone don’t quite match the natural landscape.
"Longing for You", "Thinking of You", "Growing Old Together with You", "Untitled"...
These four seem to be related to emotions.
Thinking about what Lvy said on WeChat about some paintings involving her personal privacy that she was unwilling to reveal, perhaps these were the paintings.
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