Meng Sheng lowered his eyelids and hid his emotions very well.
After thinking for a while, he spoke softly, "Actually...my uncle and cousin called me yesterday evening.
It was me who stopped them from coming to the south of the city because of what was reported. Divorce was my explanation to them. ”
This is true. With such a big fuss online, it’s impossible for the Xu family not to know about it.
Yesterday, on her way back from the north of the city, she received separate calls from Xu Fengyun and his son.
Almost one after the other.
Shang Yizheng paused, but he was not surprised.
But his tone was sympathetic, and also a bit tentative, "You've suffered a lot. I'll call your uncle later, and your dad..."
Meng Sheng shook his head and continued, "He doesn't usually pay much attention to these things, so he probably doesn't know yet. In a few days, he should be back from vacation, and then I will tell him in person.
You are right. Our families have such a deep friendship that it cannot be alienated because of this incident. Moreover, you and my uncle's family have a lot of business dealings.
However, you know the temperament of my father and uncle. They can’t bear to see me being wronged. When we meet in the future, I’m afraid you will…”
She also imitated their high-sounding manner, but her tone was a little hesitant.
Compliments are all nice to say, but don't take them too seriously; in the end, they're just a matter of lip service.
It's acting.
Of course, I gave them enough excuses and then slapped them back afterwards.
Shang Yizheng understood and knew what she meant.
Xu Fengyun is a very protective and unreasonable person, while Meng Chengli is reasonable but also very old-fashioned.
Cheating is like a merchant slapping the Meng and Xu families in the face in front of the aristocratic families. It's impossible for them to be happy about it.
He nodded slowly to show his understanding.
Then he asked with concern as an elder, "Okay, Shengsheng, we are the merchants who are sorry for you. Where do you live now?"
She smiled and said, "Left Bank Courtyard."
"I remember this was a project of Xu's Real Estate? Before you and Bo Yu got married, your uncle gave you a house as a dowry."
Meng Sheng nodded, "Yeah."
"That's good. At least you have a place to stay. If you don't have a place to live, I have several houses. You can choose one to live in first."
Meng Sheng pursed her lips and frowned slightly. Is this throwing bait for her?
The houses that Shang Yizheng owns must be in good places.
Housing prices in Beijing are expensive, with one house costing at least 10 million yuan.
However, the point in his words was to just give her the place to live in, rather than transfer the property to her.
There is some ambiguity in these words, which can easily be misunderstood.
She hid the emotion in her eyes and smiled faintly, "It's nice to live in Zuo'an Courtyard. It's also close to the art museum. Thank you for your kindness, Dad."
The atmosphere in the living room changed from tense to gloomy and finally harmonious in just a few dozen minutes.
Shang Yizheng invited her to have dinner at the old house, but Meng Sheng declined.
From that attitude, it seemed that he didn't want to eat at the same table with Shang Boyu, so Shang Yizheng didn't force him.
When she left the side building, Shang Boyu was still kneeling on the ground. When she passed by him, she heard him call her name softly.
But Meng Sheng ignored him and didn't stop.
When she passed the main building again, she saw Guan Rong standing at the door. She was not too far away, but she could not see her expression clearly.
But she didn't go up to talk to her. Instead, she stood there and nodded to her.
Guan Rong seemed to smile, but also seemed to have no expression on her face. However, Meng Sheng did not delve into these unimportant things and left the merchant's old house.
After the car drove some distance, she dialed a number while waiting for the traffic light.
The phone was quickly picked up, and she said calmly, "Let's also let the news of Ning Weiwei's pregnancy go out."
Upon hearing this, the private detective agreed, "Okay, I understand."
Meng Sheng knew that he was sensible, so he didn't give him too many instructions. He only asked one more question, "Is Ning Weiwei still in Yuelan Mansion?"
"Yes, he didn't go out yesterday or today. Do I still need to keep an eye on him?"
"Just keep an eye on it. You don't have to be as strict as you were the past two days."
"Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Meng Sheng did not go to the art museum again, but went straight back to the Left Bank Courtyard and bought some daily necessities at a nearby supermarket.
When I went upstairs, I received a call from Jonah, telling me some details of today's seminar.
When she got home, she read a few emails from Jonah on her computer.
After finishing, she sat in front of the pile of boxes and slowly began to pack them up again.
The side building of the old merchant house.
After Meng Sheng left, the huge hall became quiet.
The pity and sorrow in Shang Yizheng's eyes and on his face disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his usual stern, majestic, and shrewd appearance.
He took two sips of the teacup, then said to Shang Boyu who was kneeling on the ground, "Get up. Remove the poison from the wound on your forehead, and don't worry about the rest."
Shang Boyu was stunned, looked at Shang Yizheng, and murmured, "Dad..."
"Stop kneeling."
Shang Yizheng spoke again, his tone calm, without showing any of his previous anger.
Upon hearing this, Shang Boyu slowly stood up, supporting himself with his arms.
After kneeling for a long time, my legs became numb and I felt a dull pain in my knees.
He just frowned, and after a while he walked to the sofa and sat down, enduring the pain.
The house has floor heating, so I don't have to worry about my knees getting cold from kneeling for so long.
"I've delayed the divorce for you, but Meng Sheng is determined. She's not a fool. You know what to do during this period."
Shang Yizheng glanced at him, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes.
He sighed and spoke slowly, "I did hit her a little too hard just now, but Meng Sheng is angry. If I don't hit her harder and let her see blood, how can she be so angry?
You have to save your own reputation. Your eldest brother has repeatedly hinted to me about the issue of taking power in the head office. If you lose the support of the Xu family, what can you use to compete with him?
He has Guan Rong behind him and has Guan Rong's support. I am old, and who knows when I will be useless and have to retire. From now on, the family business will always depend on you and your older brothers.
But can they accommodate you without me? Your mother went to jail and left behind such a mess, but you are my son and you have my blood in your veins. No matter how much I resent her, it cannot change the fact that you are my son.
You have been in business for so many years, why don't you understand that as a businessman, you should have a clear idea of what you should and shouldn't do, instead of being indecisive like you are now?
What's the big deal about being eaten alive by a woman? You won't amount to anything. Ning Weiwei's baby, I'll give you one chance.
No matter what you do, you can't let her give birth to the baby. You can't explain to the Meng and Xu families now. When they investigate, I will...
They had to take them off and throw them on the ground and step on them. I have paved the way for you, I have said what I should say, and I have done what I should do for you. If you don't live up to your expectations, there is nothing I can do. ”
He spoke a long string of words in one breath.
Finally, he coughed forcefully a few times.
It feels like I've been holding it in for too long.
This was probably the longest sentence Shang Boyu had ever spoken since he returned to Shangjia.
Although his tone was calm, every word he said expressed his high hopes for Shang Boyu.
Shang Boyu choked up and immediately went forward to pat him on the back, but he raised his hand to stop him.
He just stood there, looking at the white hair on his temples, feeling a little sad in his heart.
He couldn't help but think of the sentence in "Strategies of the Warring States": "Parents who love their children will plan for them in the long run."
Whether it was his mother who had gone in, or his father whose hair had turned gray, they were all doing their best to plan and pave the way for him.
But what about him?
Trapped in the swamp of children's emotions, there is only struggle and confusion.
His eyes were red, and he suddenly lowered his head and bowed deeply to Shang Yizheng. His lips trembled slightly, and he choked with sobs and said, "Dad, I'm sorry, I have disappointed you all these years.
I have let down your painstaking efforts and careful cultivation. It is me... I am sorry. ”
Shang Yizheng looked at him, a gleam of light flashing across his turbid eyes.
He naturally loved this son and had high hopes for him.
only……
He doesn't want Guan Rong, Shang Qinian and Shang He to become the dominant group, so he wants to establish Shang Boyu's branch.
In fact, the fastest way is naturally to take advantage of the in-law relationship, the Xu Real Estate Group behind Meng Sheng.
This is Shang Boyu's greatest help, but also the biggest hidden danger for Guan Rong and her son.
After all, the reason why he was on guard against Guan Rong and her son was simply because he disliked Guan Rong. Over the years, the two of them had been at odds with each other.
As a result, he didn't like his other two sons and one daughter very much.
It’s a pity that no matter how much we dislike each other, we have to be tied together for the rest of our lives.
Can't get divorced.
He had long since let go of these things and no longer wanted to think about them.
He sighed silently, stood up, walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "It's nothing to let you down. You are my son, and as a father, of course I want to see you succeed.
Instead of becoming a laughing stock among the wealthy families in Beijing like you are now, will you still have a place to stand in the future? As for Meng Sheng, you should think carefully about it.
This marriage must not be divorced. How to win her back and keep her by your side depends on your own ability. ”
Shang Boyu nodded and said solemnly, "Yes. I understand."
Shang Yizheng looked at the wound on his forehead and said, "Go disinfect it first, and you don't need to apply medicine. This wound is not in vain."
Shang Boyu was stunned and met his cloudy and old eyes.
I immediately understood his intention.
A self-torture tactic.
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