Mind control?
Want to keep her by his side forever?
Meng Sheng was stunned, the color on his face faded, and a trace of fear arose in his heart.
This man...
She was even more terrifying than I imagined.
After a long time, the light in his eyes was vague for a moment, exuding a ridiculous sadness.
You keep saying you love her, etc., but what’s the result?
His method seemed no different from the one he used before when she pretended to be pregnant and Ning Weiwei put drugs in her fruit tea.
One wanted to control her body mentally, and the other wanted to kill him.
She was wrong.
Shang Boyu hides a cruel heart beneath his selfish and hypocritical appearance.
He gave her this medicine today, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?
She stared at the steaming cup of milk on the table, as if she wanted to stare a hole in it.
After a long while, when the fear in her heart dissipated, she pulled out a faint smile.
He picked up the glass of milk, stood up and walked to the corner, and poured the milk into the inconspicuous potted plant with a look of contempt.
When Shang Boyu came over after taking a shower, he saw that the cup on the table was empty, and his brows softened.
"You've finished your milk?"
Meng Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him.
This man would give her a different understanding every time.
How blind was she before?
Recalling the past now, all those little details became evidence to laugh at her stupidity.
It's really stupid.
Shang Boyu has a cheating father and a mistress mother, he is bad from the bottom of his heart.
As a son, he was raised by a vicious woman like Yu Qionghua. If the upper beam is not straight, how can we expect the lower beam to be straight?
However, it is better to see through his cruelty under the sheep's clothing than to commit suicide by jumping into the lake in her dream holding her daughter's body and urn.
yes.
As it is now, it’s already good enough.
"I have already drunk it."
She collected her thoughts, took a deep breath calmly, and replied with a smile.
Shang Boyu felt relieved after hearing this.
He walked over to her, reached out and touched the back of her head, and asked softly, "Are you still busy? What's going on at the Artists Association?"
Meng Sheng replied casually, "The Art Association and the Education Bureau are working together to organize an academic research seminar before the winter break at Beijing University.
Several other art galleries in Beijing will also participate, including the French Museum of Fine Arts, which will last for about three days."
Shang Boyu said distressedly, "Then you will be busy again."
"It's not a big deal, but I'm not sure about giving a lecture in front of so many colleagues and senior students."
Meng Sheng smiled helplessly and shook his head. "Let's go to the art museum for a meeting tomorrow morning to discuss it properly. There's no point in me worrying about it now."
"In that case, let's go back to the room and have a good sleep so that you can be in a better state of mind to deal with these things tomorrow."
Meng Sheng looked at him meaningfully and smiled slowly, "I'll reply to the Artists Association first. If you're tired, go and have a rest. You don't have to wait for me."
"It's okay. I'm not sleepy." Shang Boyu reached out and took the milk cup. "Then I'll go down and wash the cup first."
Meng Sheng looked at him holding the cup in his hand, and the gentle smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, like a lake of clear water without any ripples.
The next morning, in addition to a hearty breakfast, there was also a cup of warm milk on the dining table where she sat.
Meng Sheng frowned.
This was the first time in all these years that she felt resistance and wariness towards the drink he handed her.
She frowned deliberately, "Why is it milk again?"
Shang Boyu paused, "Don't want to drink milk? How about soy milk? I'll make it for you now..."
"No need to bother, Aunt Zhang, just pour me a glass of juice."
Shang Boyu smiled without showing any abnormality, "Wife, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"
Meng Sheng paused, then slowly looked up at him, and the faint light began to flow again.
The voice was gentle, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
Shang Boyu pursed his lips imperceptibly, his voice was gentle and affectionate, and also revealed a bit of obvious concern and heartache.
"It's been a month, and your complexion still hasn't fully recovered. I'm a little worried. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me in time. Don't force yourself, understand?"
Meng Sheng didn't know how much medicine he put in the glass of milk yesterday.
But it can't be too much, otherwise it will affect the original taste of the milk, and she will be able to taste it easily, right?
I think yesterday was the first time, and the effect of the medicine should not be too great the first time.
She smiled and said, "I know. Don't worry. I'm not a three-year-old child. I will definitely tell you if I feel uncomfortable."
"Are you really okay?" Shang Boyu asked again as if he was worried.
"Yeah, it's all right."
"That's good." Shang Boyu picked up a shrimp dumpling for her and said, "Eat it while it's hot."
Meng Sheng didn't rush to eat the shrimp dumpling. Instead, he drank the bowl of thick black rice porridge first, then peeled a boiled egg. He only took a bite of the edge of the shrimp dumpling as a gesture, then put down his chopsticks.
"Are you full?" Shang Boyu asked when he saw this.
"Hmm." Meng Sheng took a few sips of juice, "I can't eat anymore."
After hearing this, Shang Boyu didn't force her anymore. He just quickened his breakfast pace and left the Moon Villa with her.
Around eleven o'clock, she unexpectedly received a message from Pei Huan.
The two had lunch together near the art museum and had a pleasant conversation, without mentioning a word about the secrets of Shang Boyu and the Pei family.
Meng Sheng also invited her to spend half an hour at the exhibition, but it seemed that she had no artistic talent and could not appreciate the mystery at all.
Especially abstract paintings with autumn themes.
Pei Huan left around three o'clock.
Back in the office, Meng Sheng was about to take a nap, but before he could put his phone down, it suddenly dinged.
[Ning Weiwei will return to Beijing tonight and stay at Yuelan Mansion. ]
These brief words reflected in her calm eyes, causing her fingers to stiffen for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.
Coming back so soon?
Isn’t she in Suzhou to protect her pregnancy?
It seems that the baby in the belly is safe.
It’s good to be back.
Isn't she just waiting for Ning Weiwei to come back and help her create an opportunity for divorce?
Only she could make her divorce seem less abrupt.
Ning Weiwei and the baby in her belly are excellent motivators.
not to mention……
Now Shang Boyu has become so crazy that he even drugged her.
She has had enough of this dangerous place.
Meng Sheng made a mocking gesture and called the private detective from the address book, "Ning Weiwei will be back tonight, at Yuelan Mansion,
Please help me keep an eye on her these days. I want all her movements and updates."
The private detective on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, Miss Meng, I promise to complete the task. Still the same price?"
"good."
"Then please do."
The private detective hung up the phone happily.
Meng Sheng pursed his lips, put away his phone, and took a nap on the sofa for half an hour.
Because of the tight schedule for a research discussion meeting tonight between the Chinese Artists Association and the Education Bureau, which is just three days later, she had to work an extra class tonight.
When we returned to the Moonlit Villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
Since her mother passed away last year, hot milk has been her go-to drink before bed every day.
When Meng Sheng came out of the shower, Shang Boyu brought him another cup of hot milk.
She paused, as if she heard the cell phone beside her pillow vibrate suddenly.
It should be a text message.
But she had already guessed the content.
Shang Boyu put drugs in this glass of milk again.
I was able to pour the milk easily last night because Shang Boyu was not there.
What should I do now in front of him?
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