Meng Sheng was stunned, and his heartbeat was unbalanced for a moment.
This is... the hotel check-in record of Shang Boyu and Ning Weiwei.
Since they officially booked room 1408 of Jinzhou Hotel last year, their schedule has become more stable, with them going there almost every month.
A trip starts from three days and ends at seven days.
Shang Boyu did not go on a "business trip" for Ning Weiwei's birthday this year. The three of them even had a meal together to celebrate Ning Weiwei's birthday.
There was nothing unusual, except that he was on a business trip for four or five days a week before her birthday.
With this calculation, the dates match up.
He really went traveling with Ning Weiwei.
Meng Sheng remembered what he had just said so affectionately, "She is the most important", and pulled the corner of his mouth mockingly.
How ironic.
The slight surge of emotion in his heart was fiercely slapped back by the evidence of these facts, and in the end only caused a wave of pain.
When Shang Boyu came over, she turned off her phone, fastened her seat belt, and put her hands on her abdomen.
I felt vaguely uneasy.
The more times like this, the less likely you are to get pregnant.
Once she gets pregnant, Shang Boyu and Yu Qionghua will definitely let her give birth to the baby.
To her, Shang Boyu was already dirty.
It was difficult for her to accept a child whose blood was thicker than hers. Even though she was not a cold-blooded person, she did not want to live that kind of entangled and painful life.
Moreover, for that child, his family is destined to be incomplete since birth and he will lack maternal love, which will cast a great shadow and harm on his childhood.
Then why let him come into this world?
The car stopped on the side of the road in front of the art museum. Just as Meng Sheng unbuckled his seat belt, there was a knock on the car window.
It’s Ning Weiwei.
Through the car window, you can see her pure and beautiful face filled with a bright and lovely smile.
Meng Sheng opened the car door and got out. Then he heard Ning Weiwei say enthusiastically, "From a distance, it looked like Shang Boyu's car. It really is. Good morning, Shengsheng."
Meng Sheng forced out a faint smile and said teasingly, "I guess he doesn't usually drive this car to work. You can recognize it?"
The smile in Ning Weiwei's eyes paused, and her eyes glanced at Shang Boyu in the driver's seat.
Her mind was working quickly, and she smiled, "Hmm... I remember he drove this car twice when we had dinner together. I even remembered the license plate number."
Finally, he gave Meng Sheng a proud expression.
"Is that so? Then you have a really good memory. I forgot." Meng Sheng turned around and said to Shang Boyu, "Honey, I'll go in first. You drive carefully."
Shang Boyu's eyes were gentle. "Okay, you too. Walk slowly. There are many people in the museum. You must pay attention to your own safety, okay? If you want me to pick you up in the evening, just send me a message in advance."
Do you think she's pregnant now?
She suppressed her displeasure and responded softly, "Yeah."
Ning Weiwei was not used to their tenderness and affection, so she gave Shang Boyu a sticky look and waved, "Bye."
Shang Boyu nodded, retracted his gaze, lightly stepped on the accelerator and left.
Meng Sheng turned and walked forward. When Ning Weiwei followed and held her arm, she subconsciously tried to pull it out, but inadvertently saw the half mark covered by her collar.
It's a hickey.
Last night they...
She paused for a moment.
Ning Weiwei noticed her gaze and raised his hand to cover the mark embarrassedly, as if he was trying to cover up his mistake.
She blinked shyly, her earlobes reddening, "Isn't it obvious?"
Meng Sheng raised a cold smile at the corner of his lips, "Are you and your boyfriend living together?"
"Not really. He's quite busy, so he only comes to see me occasionally."
Ning was a little embarrassed, and glared at her with a bit of excitement and pride in his eyes. "I called him last night and told him that my stomach was uncomfortable, and he immediately dropped his work and came to accompany me."
"He coaxed me into making out with him last night with sweet words. I asked him not to kiss me in such an obvious place, but he insisted. I couldn't face anyone. I even had to go to the bathroom to cover it up with concealer later."
She smiled coquettishly, with a hint of provocation in her voice, "Shengsheng, you can't laugh at me."
There was no smile on Meng Sheng's face. He looked indifferent and ignored her.
The two of them got on the elevator, and the tea room was just past the short corridor. Today was the second day of the exhibition, and it would still start at 9:30, so the staff would basically arrive around 8:00.
The pantry is open, with no doors but an artistic modern glass screen.
As soon as they walked over, they heard several conversations from inside.
"I never thought the curator had such a bad temper." This was a female voice with a slightly sarcastic tone. "We were really scared by his sudden cold face yesterday."
Two other women and two men echoed, "In my impression, the curator has always been very kind. But it was thanks to the curator that he noticed what happened yesterday, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"Then our A team is not responsible for Area C. If you want to blame someone, blame Chen Yan from B team. What does our team leader Ning have to do with it?"
The female voice was still indignant, "Didn't you see yesterday that Team Leader Ning didn't do anything, but she scolded him. Only when Minister Zhou said a few words to Team Leader Chen, she didn't say anything. She even wanted to ease the relationship later, and let bygones be bygones. What did Meng Sheng do? She even let Team Leader Ning call her "Director". Why is she so noble? If she hadn't been born into a good family and inherited this art museum, who knows where she would have been bullied."
Someone advised, "Keep your voice down. Don't let anyone hear you."
The female voice was unconvinced, "So what if I heard it? I just think that Team Leader Ning was wronged. She is such a good person, but she has to be treated unfairly. Let me tell you, the curator is not as good as we think. In fact, she is very scheming, just a white lotus. Wasn't she exposed yesterday? Her personality has collapsed."
"By the way, maybe you don't know this yet, but I heard that she and Mr. Shang are actually..."
The sound inside became quieter.
But it doesn't prevent people outside from still hearing it.
Meng Sheng really wanted to continue listening, but Ning Weiwei rushed over anxiously and said angrily, "Cheng Xue! What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Cheng Xue stopped talking abruptly. Seeing that she was not nervous at all, she smiled and greeted her, "Team Leader Ning, good morning. I'm not talking nonsense. I really think that what the curator did yesterday was a bit too much..."
"That's a matter between Shengsheng and me. You don't need to make a conclusion!" She said, and winked behind her.
Cheng Xue was stunned for a moment, and Meng Sheng had already appeared in her sight.
She was startled and the expression on her face became panic-stricken. She no longer had the arrogant attitude she had before.
The other three were so scared that their backs straightened and they whispered "Director" in a hushed voice.
Meng Sheng swept his calm and indifferent eyes over them.
The four of them are in Ning Weiwei's group, especially Cheng Xue, who has the best relationship with Ning Weiwei. The two often eat and go shopping together.
To put it bluntly, Cheng Xue is Ning Weiwei's number one lackey.
And especially loyal.
Meng Sheng also heard several different meanings from her words. Ning Weiwei had probably complained to her, grumbled about it, and expressed her grievances to her in private.
Especially her sentence "she and Mr. Shang", which was interrupted by Ning Weiwei.
Could it be that Ning Weiwei had fabricated something with her?
But none of this matters.
She doesn't care.
"I didn't realize you had such a big problem with me." She smiled gently, but her voice was as cold as ice. "If that's the case, then this small temple of the art museum can no longer accommodate a big Buddha like you. You are fired!"
As she said that, she looked at Ning Weiwei and said, "You are her boss. Write a resignation application. You don't have to go through the HR department. I will approve it!"
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