As evening approached, the last trace of sunset disappeared from the sky.
After the last visitor left, the art museum closed and Meng Sheng held a small summary meeting in the office area.
Although the opening day has passed, there are still six days left. We cannot relax every day. Checking for safety hazards is a must every day, and more than twice. We cannot take it lightly because we think it is boring.
The meeting didn't last long, and they had to work overtime in the evening, but Meng Sheng didn't waste their time.
She had just turned around and walked into the office when Shang Boyu had already driven to the art museum. Minister Zhou, who was about to go to the exhibition area, was not surprised at all when he saw him and immediately came to greet him.
"Mr. Shang, you are here."
Shang Boyu nodded gently in response, "Where is your director?"
"The curator is in the office upstairs."
"Is the exhibition going well today?"
Director Zhou paused and nodded, "Well, it went smoothly, and the response online was quite high."
"That's good. Shengsheng had been worried about this exhibition before, but now she can rest assured. Today is a good start, and things will get better and better in the future."
Director Zhou smiled and said, "Of course. Yisheng Art Museum is also well-known. Under the director's leadership, it will definitely reach a higher level in the future."
Shang Boyu, "You've all worked hard today. I ordered a lot of hot drinks to help you relieve your fatigue. They will be delivered to you later. You are responsible for taking them."
"Ah, it's really costing Mr. Shang a lot of money."
"It's not a big expense. You usually help Shengsheng with his worries, so it's only right."
After the greetings, Shang Boyu went up to the third floor carrying the cup of milk tea in his hand.
When I got out of the elevator, I happened to meet Ning Weiwei, who was holding a stack of documents and looked a little sad.
The two looked at each other in the air, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in Ning Weiwei's originally dull eyes.
She walked over happily, subconsciously wanting to throw herself into his arms, and said coquettishly, "Why are you here? Did you come to see me specially?"
Before the last word had even finished, Shang Boyu moved aside to avoid her hand, frowning with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "There are surveillance cameras!"
Ning was slightly stunned.
The moment she saw him, all the grievances and contempt she had suffered from Meng Sheng throughout the day seemed to have found an outlet, and she wanted his hug and kiss.
For a moment, I almost forgot that this was in an art museum and that this corridor was monitored.
She pursed her lips in grievance, with a hint of resentment in her innocent eyes, "I thought you knew I was wronged today and came here to comfort me. Didn't you even bring me some milk tea?"
Shang Boyu brought a cup of milk tea so openly that you didn't even have to guess to know it was for Meng Sheng.
He couldn't stand Ning Weiwei's look the most. His frowning brows relaxed and there was a hint of gentle heartache in his eyes.
"I bought it. It will be delivered to you later. Yours and theirs are different. I have made a note of it."
Ning Weiwei confided to him what happened in the art museum this morning.
The words are full of grievances and sadness of the injured.
Although Ning Weiwei felt a little unwilling in her heart, she didn't dare to make a fuss now. She said "oh" sullenly and forced back the tears in her eyes.
Dadu said, "Then go find her. She's in the office. I'll be busy now."
Seeing this, Shang Boyu moved his lips in pain, but at this moment he couldn't make any promises.
Ning Weiwei took a step back, not looking at him, and stepped into the elevator.
After the elevator door closed, she took a breath, and all the sadness and grievance on her face disappeared. A sinister flashed in her eyes, and she silently clenched her fists.
Shang Boyu reorganized his thoughts, walked to the door of Meng Sheng's office, and knocked on it.
Meng Sheng was sitting in an office chair looking at information on the computer and casually said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, Shang Boyu poked his head in, and said with a smile in his teasing voice, "Director Meng, when will you get off work? I'm waiting at the door."
Meng Sheng looked up when he heard the voice and saw Shang Boyu. He was slightly startled and then smiled. "Why are you here? You didn't even send me a message."
"I was afraid you were busy and didn't have time, so I bought some drinks and brought them over." Shang Boyu walked over, "Are you too tired today?"
"Not bad." Meng Sheng looked at the thing in his hand, "What is this? Sakura Lane? Did you buy it specially?"
"Well, haven't you had a drink in a while?"
"Yes, thank you, husband." Her eyes were filled with joy and she took a sip from the tube. "You said you bought some hot drinks?"
"Well, it should be here by now. Let me reward the museum staff for you. They have been working hard during this period."
Meng Sheng nodded, "I think it's time to reward them. You're very thoughtful. Sister Qiuyi told me today that we should treat them to a meal after the exhibition is stable and not busy."
"That's fine. Where is she? Why can't I see her?"
"Sister Qiuyi went home around 4pm. She was exhausted after a long day."
Shang Boyu nodded and said helplessly, "She has been back for several days. I wanted to treat her to a meal, but I couldn't find a chance."
"It's okay. Sister Qiuyi won't be returning to France until after the New Year. There will be plenty of opportunities for us to have dinner together."
"Yes, there is no rush."
"Since you want to treat people to a meal so much, how about treating me first?" Meng Sheng raised his head and eyebrows and asked proudly.
Shang Boyu laughed, "Well, it's my honor to invite Director Meng to dinner. Let's go, choose whatever you want to eat."
Meng Sheng, "Hmm... let me think, I want to eat steak and Boston lobster."
Shang Boyu nodded happily, "Okay, then let's go to GourmetFusion. Didn't you say last time that you liked their steak? We've never been there a second time. How about we go today?"
"sure."
"When can we leave?"
"I have to finish this task first. It will probably take me half an hour."
"It's okay. You're busy, I'll wait for you and reserve a seat first."
Meng Sheng had a lot of things to do today, and it took her almost forty minutes to finish them. Shang Boyu saw her start to move her neck and put on the pen cap, so he stood up and took her coat and bag.
"Let's go."
Meng Sheng paused for a moment. He was very attentive and understood some of her habits.
The scene of the two of them walking out of the office hand in hand, talking and laughing, in the eyes of a third person, is full of love.
Also in Ning Weiwei's eyes, it seemed as if pink bubbles were popping up all around them.
Especially when Ning Weiwei looked at their hands clasped together, not only did her eyes hurt, but she also felt pain deep in her heart with every breath.
The severe pain caused her face to distort slightly.
She envied Meng Sheng for being able to stand beside Shang Boyu openly, was jealous that she could hold hands with Shang Boyu without having to be sneaky, and was also in love with the deep love that Shang Boyu showed when he looked at her.
Especially compared with the scene when he was avoiding suspicion with herself at the elevator door before, it formed a strong contrast.
How can she be willing and not jealous?
Only when she thought that Meng Sheng was being played around by her and that her beloved husband had become her slave, did she feel a little better.
What's the point of her being so happy now?
What will happen when the affair between her and Shang Boyu is exposed? How exciting will Meng Sheng’s expression of shock and pain be?
She is also looking forward to it.
When the hostility in her eyes dissipated, she raised a mocking look, walked over, and returned to her usual gentle, pure and lively appearance.
"Shengsheng, are you off work? Where are you going on a date?"
She affectionately put her arm around Meng Sheng's, creating the impression that she was generous and didn't take the morning's conflict to heart at all.
Meng Sheng frowned, with a faint emotion in his eyes. He pulled his hand away and said in a cold tone, "Eat."
Ning Weiwei's heart moved slightly, and she felt a little nervous and flustered about Meng Sheng's attitude.
Did she really know that she was the one who did it?
But since you knew that, why didn't you expose her?
Ning Weiwei didn't know, and she really didn't have the confidence, so she asked tentatively, "Shengsheng, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong to upset you? Aren't we best friends? Tell me and we can communicate properly, okay?"
She portrayed the frightened, innocent and uneasy expression very well, and even the last two sentences were choked with sobs.
Anyone who saw it would feel that she had suffered some great injustice.
Meng Sheng's expression was still cold, but his tone was calm, "No, you think too much."
After that, she took Shang Boyu's arm and said softly, "Honey, I'm hungry. Let's go eat first."
"good."
Shang Boyu squeezed her hand lovingly. Before leaving, he glanced at Ning Weiwei, who was about to cry, and felt a sense of relief in his heart.
When they arrived at the underground parking lot, he opened the car door for Meng Sheng and considerately fastened her seat belt.
After the car started, he asked, "Wife, are you and Ning Weiwei having a conflict?"
"I guess so." Meng Sheng made up an excuse, "I think she is lying to me. She doesn't treat me as a friend at all, which makes me feel uncomfortable."
Shang Boyu was stunned. "Lie to you? Lie to you about what?"
"Didn't she say she had a boyfriend? I suspect she's now a mistress for someone else, and... I might know that guy, and I might be very familiar with him. I think he's someone close to me, but the problem is that there aren't that many people of the opposite sex around me..."
Shang Boyu's heart sank, and he looked surprised. "Why do you think so? Did you...see it?"
"No, it's just a feeling." Meng Sheng observed his expression, "It's just a very strong feeling. Anyway, I can't explain it. My intuition has never been wrong."
"This... after all, there is no evidence, so it's not good to say this..."
"Yeah, I knew that, so I didn't tell anyone."
Shang Boyu pursed his lips and said, "You have known her for so many years and you know her well. She would not do such a thing. You can't just jump to conclusions."
Meng Sheng paused for a few seconds before smiling and said, "I think most men would like Weiwei's looks and personality, right?"
"Hmm? I don't know. Having you is enough for me. Why should I look at others?" Shang Boyu said.
"Tsk, I'm not kidding you. I'm not serious." Meng Sheng glared at him unhappily. "As her friend, I certainly don't want her to go astray. Stay out of our business."
"Okay. I don't care, but I'm just worried that you might get sick from being angry."
Shang Boyu smiled, and a gleam of brilliance flashed across his gentle peach blossom eyes behind the lenses.
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