Meng Sheng looked at him, calm and composed, and felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart, which she could not move no matter how hard she tried.
Stuffy and painful.
She lowered her eyelids, took a deep breath, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Well, probably. Dreams are the opposite anyway, so there's no need to worry about it."
Shang Boyu glanced at her usual expression and smiled slowly, "You, why don't you think about how to eat more every day? Mom said you lost weight yesterday."
"What? Are you still blaming me for getting you scolded?" She glanced at him.
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I deserve to be scolded." Shang Boyu begged for mercy, "I made this eight-treasure porridge this morning, how is it?"
"Well, not bad." Meng Sheng snorted and asked while eating, "But why haven't you gone to the company at this time?"
"We have almost finished dealing with things last night, so it's okay to go later in the morning."
Is the matter almost settled?
Meng Sheng couldn't help but recall those few seconds of seemingly passionate and exciting scene.
My breathing stopped.
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, trying to suppress the bitterness in his throat with the sweet eight-treasure porridge.
Shang Boyu picked up another shrimp dumpling for her and said, "Eat slowly. Don't be in a hurry. I'll take you to the art museum later."
She was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly.
My original plan in the morning was to go to Suixing Law Firm to ask about the fake accounts that were taken yesterday.
But it's almost half past ten now, and it's a bit too late.
After thinking about it, she nodded and said, "Well, okay."
After An An quietly finished her breakfast, Meng Sheng went upstairs to change her clothes. Without putting on any makeup, she picked up her bag and went out.
After arriving at the art museum, she took the elevator straight to the third floor. When she passed the curatorial office area, she saw a lot of people gathered near Curator Group A, seemingly discussing some drinks.
Ning Weiwei was the first to notice her and waved at her, "Shengsheng, you're here."
Compared with the listlessness of the past few days, Ning Weiwei's complexion today can be described as rosy and energetic, and her gentle and pure eyes are shining brightly.
When she smiles, beautiful dimples will appear on both sides of her cheeks.
It seems that Shang Boyu nourished me well last night.
Meng Sheng's heart sank slightly, but there was not much emotion on his face. He just nodded lightly, retracted his gaze, and walked straight to the office.
There were already four or five folders piled on the desk, and Joanna would mark those that needed to be signed or stamped with sticky notes.
She had only processed two when there was a knock on her office door.
"Come in."
As soon as the voice fell, Yuan Siying poked her head in and asked softly, "Sister-in-law, are you busy?"
Meng Sheng looked up at her, a little surprised, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Yuan Siying smiled, stepped in, and placed the phone in front of her. "This is Sister Weiwei's phone. She said her boyfriend wants to treat us to milk tea. We have already ordered it. Sister-in-law, take a look. What do you want to drink?"
Meng Sheng pursed his lips and glanced at the small app on his phone to order food.
The average price of a drink in this store is thirty-one, and there are already 27 drinks in the shopping cart.
That's nearly thirty cups, which would cost almost nine hundred yuan.
She pulled the corners of her lips and said contemptuously, "Her boyfriend is very generous."
Yuan Siying nodded, but she didn't understand the deep meaning of her words, "Well, I heard from others that Sister Weiwei's boyfriend often treats them to milk tea and afternoon snacks."
"Sister-in-law, have you met her boyfriend?"
Meng Sheng was silent for a moment.
yes.
In the past month, how many times has Ning Weiwei treated the people from the art museum to afternoon tea and snacks in the name of her boyfriend?
She can no longer remember.
She looked up at the excitement and joy in Yuan Siying's eyes, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and spoke hesitantly.
"Well... to be precise, I haven't seen it, but in a sense, I should have seen it."
Yuan Siying was a little puzzled, "Sister-in-law, what does this mean?"
Meng Sheng smiled and didn't explain. He just said, "Don't get too close to her. It's okay to get in touch with her in the art museum, but don't get too close to her in private. Your aunt definitely doesn't want you to learn bad habits."
After that, he randomly selected a fruit tea on his mobile phone.
Yuan Siying just stood there in a daze.
She remembered that Meng Sheng had vaguely mentioned to her once before, asking her to keep a distance from Ning Weiwei.
But she didn't understand the intention at that time.
But this time, there were obviously more.
Learn bad things?
Her eyes sparkled, she hugged Meng Sheng's arm, frowned and asked, "Sister-in-law, I don't quite understand, isn't Sister Weiwei your best friend? How come..."
"She used to be, but now I don't seem to recognize her anymore..." The smile in Meng Sheng's voice faded a lot, and instead added a bit of desolation, "Just remember what I said."
Yuan Siying was a little shocked.
She had heard that Ning Weiwei and Meng Sheng had had several unpleasant experiences before.
But from the moment she entered the art museum, it seemed that the two of them got along fairly well, but in some details, one could also see that Meng Sheng was somewhat distant from Ning Weiwei.
Meng Sheng asked her to stay away from Ning Weiwei. Is there some hidden secret?
A seed called doubt is quietly sprouting.
Between Meng Sheng and Ning Weiwei, she certainly trusts Meng Sheng more.
She smiled and said, "I have taken note of what my sister-in-law said. Don't worry. I will leave first. Remember to eat."
"Um."
Meng Sheng responded and looked at Yuan Siying's back as she left, his eyes darkening a little.
Yuan Siying is not a fool. She will definitely associate something with her words. As long as she investigates, she will naturally be willing to release some news that Ning Weiwei is the mistress in her marriage with Shang Boyu.
Yuan Siying would definitely tell Yu Qionghua about such a big thing.
And then she just needs to pretend that she doesn't know anything.
Killing with a borrowed knife was something she learned from Ning Weiwei.
It was a long time until the office door was gently closed before she withdrew her gaze. Before her gaze returned to the document in front of her, the mobile phone on the table suddenly "dinged".
[After what happened last night, Shang Boyu transferred 52,000 to Ning Weiwei. Ning Weiwei will put a special radioactive drug in your cup of fruit tea. It is white powder and tasteless. Long-term and small amounts of use will cause fetal malformation in the womb and damage your body organs.]
Meng Sheng's back stiffened, and in an instant, he felt as if he had been through ice-cold water.
It gave her the chills.
It was no big deal for Shang Boyu to transfer money to Ning Weiwei.
She stared at the words "radioactive drugs" without blinking.
Radiopharmaceuticals are usually used in medicine to relieve diseases and restore physical disorders. In simple terms, they are drugs used for cancer.
Ning Weiwei's intention is not just to make her have a miscarriage, now she wants to take her life?
Does she hate her so much?
Do you really want her and the baby in her belly to die?
Meng Sheng's grip on the pen increased continuously, and the grief and anger in her heart seemed to transform into an invisible thread, tightening her throat, and her breathing gradually became suffocated.
Even her internal organs seemed to be severely attacked.
The intense pain spread to her limbs and bones, and penetrated into her blood. She trembled all over, and finally only numbness remained.
She sat there for a long time with empty and lifeless eyes, and it was not until Joanna knocked on the door and came in to ask her what she wanted to eat for lunch that she came back to her senses a little.
But I don’t know if it’s because I had breakfast late, or because Ning Weiwei’s viciousness refreshed my perception, I have no appetite.
She shook her head gently, "No thanks."
Qiao Na noticed that something was wrong with her. "Director, are you okay? Why do you look so bad? Do you want to…"
"No need." Meng Sheng interrupted her, "Order some beef ramen."
Qiao Na looked at her pale face and was still a little worried, but she didn't say anything more and nodded, "Okay. If you have anything...just call me anytime."
"Um."
Before the takeaway arrived, the milk tea that Ning Weiwei ordered arrived first.
Her cup was still brought in by Yuan Siying.
Black tea base, dark brown in color, with a lot of fruits in it, watermelon, grapefruit, lemon, grapes...
The cup does not have a sealing film, only a green lid, which is very convenient to open and close.
She suddenly asked, "Has anyone touched my cup except you?"
Yuan Siying was slightly stunned. "When the milk tea arrived, many of us went to get our own milk tea, but your cup was... brought to me by Sister Weiwei."
"Sister-in-law, is there any problem?"
There were so many people there at that time, how did Ning Weiwei drug him?
Meng Sheng pursed his lips and shook his head, "It's okay, just asking. Have you had lunch?"
"Not yet. I'm just about to order takeout. What do you want to eat, sister-in-law? I'll help you order."
"No need, Qiao Na has already ordered it for me, you can go ahead."
"OK."
As soon as Yuan Siying left, Meng Sheng opened the lid of the fruit tea, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently. There was no peculiar smell, but instead a very rich fruity aroma.
She even stirred it with a straw, but still didn't see anything unusual.
She pursed her lips, looking indifferent, thought for a moment, then covered the fruit tea and put it back into the bag.
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, she walked out of the office carrying her bag and fruit tea, and tapped Qiao Na's desk lightly with her fingers, "Lend me your car keys."
Qiao Na was stunned for a moment, and without asking where she was going, she took out the key from her bag and gave it to her, "Director, drive slowly and be careful."
Meng Sheng smiled and nodded, "Okay. I'll try to get it back to you before I get off work."
"It's okay. I have to work overtime tonight. Don't worry."
The art museum has been very busy these days because of the joint exhibition, and I basically have to work overtime for two or three hours every day.
The reason why she had some free time was because Minister Zhou and Qiao Na shared a lot of the burden with her.
She said "thank you for your hard work" and walked towards the curatorial office area.
When Ning Weiwei heard someone calling "Director", she subconsciously looked up from her workstation and saw the fruit tea in Meng Sheng's hand.
His eyes froze.
The bags and fruit tea containers are transparent.
Apparently, the fruit tea cup was still full.
Meng Sheng hasn’t moved yet?
Her heart skipped a beat and she felt a little panicked for some reason. She licked her lips, got up quickly and took a few quick steps, "Shengsheng."
Meng Sheng turned around and glanced at her calmly, "What's the matter?"
"I was just about to go to your office to talk to you about an idea I had about the theme of Leaning on the Balcony." Ning Wei smiled and asked, "Are you going out?"
"Leaning on the Balcony and Reminiscing" is the theme name of the exhibition jointly held by Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting.
Meng Sheng said, "Well, let's talk when I come back."
"Oh, okay... when will you be back?"
"I'm not sure. I'll probably be back before you get off work."
"Okay, I'll wait for you..."
She dragged out her words, her eyes seemingly casually sweeping over the cup of fruit tea, "Why didn't you drink the fruit tea? Is it not tasty? Or is it not suitable for you to drink fruit tea while you are pregnant? Otherwise, I'll order you another cup?"
"No. Go ahead and do your work."
Meng Sheng raised his hand and shook the cup of fruit tea. He didn't explain much, nor did he want to waste any more words with her.
After saying that, he walked straight to the elevator.
For some reason, Ning Weiwei felt more and more uneasy.
I always feel uneasy.
Where is Meng Sheng going with that cup of fruit tea?
Why don’t you drink a sip?
She carefully recalled the whole process of secretly putting the powder into the fruit tea, with the camera behind her back. It was impossible for anyone to notice such a small and fast movement.
Moreover, she didn't apply much, just the amount of a small fingernail, because she was afraid that too much would not be able to be dissolved and would float on the surface, making it easy for others to notice.
So, how is it possible?
Yes, Meng Sheng would definitely not be able to find out.
Even if the truth is revealed in the future, it cannot be blamed on her, after all, it was Yuan Siying who gave it to her.
Thinking of this, the restlessness in her heart was cleared away.
His face regained its frank and gentle expression, and he returned to his workstation calmly.
*
Meng Sheng drove Joanna's red Volvo S60 to Suixing Law Firm.
When she arrived, the front desk was introducing lawyers to customers. When she saw her, she immediately recognized her and greeted her with a smile, "Ms. Meng, you are here."
Meng Sheng nodded, "Is Lawyer Pei up there?"
"Director Pei is in the office, just go up there."
Meng Sheng thanked him and took the elevator to the fifth floor.
As soon as I arrived at Pei Sui's office door, I saw Assistant Nie coming out. He was also stunned when he saw her, "Ms. Meng."
Meng Sheng smiled, "Assistant Nie, does Lawyer Pei have time now?"
Assistant Nie looked at her with a hint of regret and whispered, "I'm really sorry, the director is talking to a client in there."
She nodded, not in a hurry, "It's okay, I'll just wait."
"That lady has just arrived, so you may need to wait a little longer, Miss Meng." Lawyer Nie said, "Please sit over here. I'll pour you a cup of tea."
Meng Sheng sat down on the sofa in the open lounge area, "No need to bother."
Despite saying so, Assistant Nie still politely made a cup of West Lake Longjing tea and brought a small plate of cookies.
She did not disappoint him and sipped the tea carefully.
The tea soup is clear, the tea aroma is unrestrained, and it tastes warm and sweet in the throat.
It is indeed a good tea.
After waiting for more than half an hour, the office door was suddenly pushed open and a middle-aged woman's voice came out, "With what you said, I feel relieved. Sorry to bother you, Lawyer Pei, please stop. You don't have to see me off."
Then came a deep and cold voice, "Slow down."
Meng Sheng raised his eyes when he heard the voice, and saw the back of a luxurious lady in fur. However, his long eyes were focused on the tall figure in a suit and tie opposite the woman.
Coincidentally, those eyes were also looking straight at me.
The two people's eyes met and merged in the air.
She was stunned for a moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she picked up the bag beside her and was about to get up.
But she saw the woman turned around, and saw a familiar face that surprised her.
The woman seemed to recognize her, "Hmm? Sister Yu's daughter-in-law? Meng Sheng?"
The smile on Meng Sheng's face froze and his heart sank.
It’s Mrs. Zhuang.
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