When Meng Sheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Shang Boyu sitting on the sofa, holding a computer and watching something.
She walked closer and took a look, and saw that the page was searching for what to pay attention to during pregnancy.
If you look closer, you can see that the first few pages are all about pregnancy.
"Did you finish washing?"
"Yeah." Meng Sheng nodded. "What are you looking at?"
"It was my first time being a father, and there were a lot of things I didn't understand, so I looked it up online."
Shang Boyu saw her wrapping her hair with a hair dryer cap, closed his computer, stood up and got a hair dryer, "Sit there, I'll help you blow dry your hair."
Meng Sheng did not refuse. She sat in front of the dressing table and watched him gently lift his hair in the mirror. The warm wind brushing across her scalp made her relax unconsciously.
After his hair was dry, he applied some hair oil on his hands, rubbed the ends of his hair a few times, and combed it.
He had performed this set of movements countless times in the past six years and had memorized them by heart.
"Wife, when is the next prenatal checkup?" he asked.
"On the 8th of next month."
"Okay, I'll go with you next time."
"Um."
"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."
Meng Sheng followed up his question and asked, "So do you like boys or girls?"
"Both boys and girls are fine." Shang Boyu said with a smile, "As long as you give birth to them, I like them. If it's a girl, she will definitely look like you, a pretty little girl, and I will definitely keep her in my heart and spoil her, letting her be a carefree little princess. If it's a boy, it won't be bad either, I will teach him to read and write, and be polite and civilized, so that he can have a smooth life without any worries."
His voice was soft and pleasant, carrying with it a vision and yearning for the future.
Meng Sheng had thought about and looked forward to these scenes before.
However, from the day he betrayed her, everything was destined to turn into smoke and disappear into the sky.
"It's too early for this. It takes time for them to grow after they are born."
"That's right." Shang Boyu, "Blow dry. I'm going to take a shower. If you're sleepy, go to bed first. You don't have to wait for me."
"good."
Meng Sheng walked to the bedside, his cell phone turned on, and he was about to check the time, but he unexpectedly saw a text message that had been sent half an hour ago.
From that mysterious strange number.
She frowned slightly and tapped her fingertips, and the long words came into her eyes.
[The list of all employees of Yueqifang's underground industry is in the second drawer of Yu Qionghua's office, which is locked. The key is inside the white ornament on the desk. During the suspension period, the underground industry is still running, and two customers were introduced by old customers. ]
Staff roster?
It was ordered to suspend business for 20 days, but it is still operating?
Yes, the underground industry is doing so well. If the beauty salon closes down, it will be a big loss and those customers will definitely be dissatisfied.
Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she pursed her lips in thought.
Counting the days, Yueqifang should be reopened.
The next day, she got up, washed up, changed into casual clothes and flat shoes, and went downstairs.
Shang Boyu had already prepared breakfast. Seeing her, he smiled and said, "Wake up. I wanted to go up and call you. I made your favorite Chinese yam and eight-treasure porridge this morning."
Meng Sheng sat down, tasted the porridge, and nodded with satisfaction, "Is Yueqifang going to reopen in the next few days? I didn't call mom to ask."
"Today."
"Today? So suddenly?"
Shang Boyu smiled and said, "Originally the date was the 12th, but Jialan started their anniversary event the day before yesterday, so Mom couldn't sit still."
He paused, then asked, "You probably don't know yet, but Jialan's boss lady is Pei Sui's aunt."
Meng Sheng said calmly, "I know."
"You know?"
"Yeah, Mom told me last time."
Shang Boyu remembered that more than ten minutes ago, the driver told him that the owner of the car that rear-ended the car was indeed Pei Sui.
He nodded, speaking in a gentle voice, "The Pei family is the first century-old family in Beijing. Its status in Kyoto is beyond the reach of many wealthy families. I have also advised my mother not to always be at odds with Jia Lan. This time, the tax investigation and suspension of business is probably a warning from the Pei family."
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