The second time the lady that Joanna mentioned came to the art museum was on the second day of the Lantern Festival.
Still came to find Meng Sheng.
Minister Zhou came out to talk to her, but she remained indifferent. She didn't leave any contact information and didn't even ask for Meng Sheng's business card.
Just wanted to see her.
Minister Zhou and Qiao Na had no choice but to call Meng Sheng to explain the situation.
Meng Sheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's schedule it for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, she turned around and saw Meng Shixu standing at the door.
There was a faint curve on that elegant and cold face, and a pair of beautiful eyes that were honed through international experience and were kept secret.
Sharp observation of people.
He walked over and whispered, "Dad is recovering well, just go ahead and do the things at the art museum, I'm here.
I am behind you, so you don’t have to shoulder everything by yourself.”
Meng Sheng slowly raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "Brother, when will you return to Denmark?"
Meng Shixu hesitated for a moment, "No hurry, we have to wait until Dad recovers. I'll drive you there the day after tomorrow?"
Meng Sheng shook his head gently, "No, I'll ask Sister Qiu Yi if she's going back to Chengnan. Her joint exhibition with Ying Feiting ends on March 6th."
"Um."
Meng Shixu responded indifferently.
On the morning of the 18th day of the lunar calendar, Meng Sheng and Qiu Yi returned to the south of the city together.
The two had lunch together at noon and discussed the details of the closing ceremony.
She returned to the art gallery around 2:30 p.m.
Qiao Na was the first to greet him, "Director, the lady is here."
Meng Sheng paused, a little surprised, "Didn't we meet at three o'clock?"
Qiao Na was helpless, "Yeah. But she just arrived not long ago."
"In the reception room?"
"In your office."
Meng Sheng was slightly stunned.
Then he nodded, said hello to other staff along the way, and went straight to the office.
The office door opened, and her eyes fell precisely on the lady sitting on the sofa.
The lady was wearing a light blue dress and her hair was casually tied up.
She was only wearing a emerald green jade bracelet on her hand. As the teacup rose and fell, she slowly looked up at me following the sound.
As Jonah said, she was well maintained and looked less than fifty years old.
She sat in a dignified posture with her back straight, and the look she cast at her was three parts coldness, three parts scrutiny, and four parts majesty.
Um.
As Joanna said, this lady seemed a little difficult to get along with.
She walked over with a gentle smile on her face.
I introduced myself, "Hello, I am Meng Sheng, the curator of Yisheng Art Museum. I heard that you came to see me several times. I am really sorry that I was not in the south city before. What is your name?"
The lady put down the teacup and looked closely at her delicate and rich face.
After a while, Qing Ling Ling finally spoke with a hint of regret, "You are very beautiful. It's a pity that you are a second marriage."
Meng Sheng was stunned.
His expression was slightly dazed.
Second marriage?
She frowned, and somehow heard from the lady's tone that it sounded like an evaluation of a piece of merchandise.
This feeling makes people very uncomfortable.
It also made her feel disgusted.
In an instant, her first impression of this lady fell into a quagmire.
The smile in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of alienation and politeness, and the gentleness in her voice also disappeared.
But there was still a hint of confusion. "Madam, please explain clearly. I don't quite understand what you mean."
But the lady didn't seem to like answering questions very much.
He shook his head slowly and commented to himself, "As far as I know, you divorced Shangjia's illegitimate son just a few years ago.
The fact that you can fall for an illegitimate child who cannot be seen in public shows that you have poor taste and are a bit stupid. What a pity, what a pity. "
This is a bit harsh.
But Meng Sheng was not angry because of what she said.
because……
She didn't think the lady was wrong.
She was quite stupid before, blind in both eyes and heart.
Although her tone was not good, she could conclude it now.
This lady did not come to seek cooperation with the art museum.
It seemed like he was deliberately causing trouble for her.
She didn't ask any more questions.
Since she won't answer, it's useless to ask more questions.
She stood up, picked up a glass and poured herself a glass of warm water while she waited for her to continue.
"People say that people get redder by the company of good people, and blacker by the company of bad people. You and Shang Jia's illegitimate son should have been together for many years. Unfortunately, it's not a good match."
The lady seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be talking to her.
It gave Meng Sheng a very strange feeling.
But if you look closely at this lady, she has sharp eyebrows, a pretty face, and is well-dressed. The bags on her side are all limited edition Hermès products from last year.
There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.
But the way she spoke was really unsettling.
It's also confusing.
I have absolutely no idea what she wants to do.
She didn't know this lady, so what was she regretting?
What does inappropriate mean?
She took a sip of warm water and was about to say something appropriate, but she didn't expect the lady to speak again.
This time the words are even more shocking.
And the tone of command was unquestionable, "I hope you can leave my son."
Meng Sheng paused and opened his eyes wide in surprise.
Leave her son?
She asked doubtfully, "Did you find the wrong person? I don't know you..."
Madam shook her head slowly and answered her question for the first time, "I'm looking for the daughter of the Meng family, a scholarly family in the east of the city. You are that person. You are very good, but also very stupid. You are not suitable for my son."
Meng Sheng frowned.
She seemed to have found the pattern of this lady's speech.
Give a sweet date, then a slap in the face.
This invisible sense of oppression made her feel confused.
This feeling is really bad.
There is no beginning or end.
When the lady saw that she didn't say anything, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes hardened into sharp weapons and slowly fell on Meng Sheng's face.
The tone was also condescending, as if giving alms, "Are you hesitating? Don't want to leave him? I told you, you are not suitable for him. If you insist like this, it will only hurt you.
If you have any requests, please feel free to ask and I will try my best to satisfy you.”
Meng Sheng frowned, his eyes were cold.
She looked at her fearlessly, her face slightly gloomy, and asked calmly, "Madam, what you said is unreasonable. I wonder who your son is?"
Madam glared at her and slowly uttered two words, "Pei Sui."
Meng Sheng's pupils shrank, "Wha...what?"
Pei Sui?
The lady in front of him who looked graceful and dignified but was actually cold, majestic and harsh was Pei Sui's mother?
She never expected that Pei Sui's mother would come to see her on purpose.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
