When Shang Boyu came out, Meng Sheng had already lay down with his eyes closed.
He glanced at her red and swollen eyelids, touched her cheek distressedly, turned off the lights, lay down in the quilt, gently brought her into his arms, and couldn't help but whisper in her ear, "Wife, I love you, good night."
Meng Sheng felt that every word and every sentence was very piercing.
If you love her, why would you cheat on her outside?
His love is so cheap.
Meng Sheng pretended to turn over naturally, with her back facing him. Tears flowed over the bridge of her nose and fell silently along the corners of her eyes onto the pillow.
She suffered from insomnia again.
She didn’t know how long she cried, nor did she know when she fell asleep. Anyway, she didn’t sleep very well, as she was constantly attacked by dreams one after another.
When I woke up, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. My head was aching slightly and my body felt heavy.
She threw off the quilt, got up, washed, and went downstairs. Aunt Zhang, the nanny, came up to her with a smile, "Madam, you're awake. My husband left at 8:30 and asked me not to wake you up. The food has just been prepared and is still being heated. Do you want to eat now?"
Meng Sheng nodded, "Bring it up."
Aunt Zhang responded, turned around and went to the kitchen. Soon, she brought the dishes and helped her serve a bowl of soup.
She smiled and said, "My husband said this morning that you were tired these past few days and your complexion was not very good, so I specially stewed this pigeon soup this morning."
Meng Sheng was stunned and asked in surprise, "He stewed it?"
"Yes, when I came, the pigeon soup had been stewing for half an hour. When my husband left, he asked me to keep it simmering over low heat. He even called me at half past ten to ask if you were awake."
It was also the first time that Aunt Zhang saw someone from a wealthy family willing to cook for his wife, and he was thoughtful and careful in everything.
She has worked here for three years and has never seen the couple quarrel. They are loving and sweet every day.
Meng Sheng loves drinking soup, and the first thing Shang Boyu learned was to make soup.
In the past few years, there has never been a shortage of her favorite ingredients in the refrigerator, and he would also cook various of her favorite soups every now and then.
Pigeon soup is actually the most time-consuming.
It was late in autumn and the sun rose late, so when he got up to prepare the ingredients, it was still dark.
What Ning Weiwei said that day was right. Everyone could see what Shang Boyu had done for her.
Meng Sheng stirred the soup with a spoon and couldn't help but chuckle. A complex emotion rose in his heart, so thick and thick that he couldn't suppress it no matter what.
Aunt Zhang saw that she was silent and asked, "Madam, why are your eyes more swollen than last night?"
Meng Sheng paused while drinking his soup, thinking back to himself in the bathroom mirror. His eyes were indeed swollen.
She answered casually, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
Aunt Zhang, "Then you eat first. I'll go boil two eggs and roll your eyes for you."
Meng Sheng finished his meal quietly, then sat in the living room rolling the eggs cooked by Aunt Zhang for a few minutes. When he felt his eyes were less dry, he suddenly heard a ding sound.
It's a text message.
[Shang Boyu and Ning Weiwei are at SOHO shopping center. ]
While making soup for her, he accompanied Ning Weiwei shopping.
Meng Sheng smiled bitterly. He managed to balance the two aspects quite well.
She turned off her phone, got up, went upstairs to change her clothes, put on some delicate makeup, chose a beige bag from the Kelly series of Hermès, and drove out.
SOHO is the largest luxury shopping mall in Kyoto. Meng Sheng is no stranger to it as she is a diamond VIP in many of the stores there.
After entering the mall, she took the elevator directly to the fourth floor.
As soon as I walked out of the elevator, I saw Ning Weiwei walking out of the store with Shang Boyu's arm in hers from afar. Shang Boyu was holding two Hermès logo bags in his hands.
It was unknown what Shang Boyu said, but Ning leaned into his arms shyly and patted his chest with her hand.
Meng Sheng stopped and stared at the two figures in a daze.
She suddenly felt like vomiting and wanted to spit out the bowl of pigeon soup she had drunk at noon.
What kind of feelings does Shang Boyu have towards himself and Ning Weiwei?
Maybe I love both.
So which side is heavier than the other?
Meng Sheng didn't dare and didn't want to think too much about it. He gathered his thoughts, took out his cell phone from his bag, pressed the shutter button at them, and followed them.
Suddenly, Ning let go of Shang Boyu and went to the bathroom.
Meng Sheng paused, watched Ning Weiwei's figure disappear from his sight, took a deep breath, and walked over as if nothing had happened.
After walking a few meters, Shang Boyu accidentally saw her, and his eyes under the lenses were filled with surprise and panic.
He immediately walked over with his long legs, stopped in front of her, and called out in a gentle voice, "Wife."
Meng Sheng was very surprised. He didn't expect him to come over suddenly.
"Hubby...why are you here?"
Shang Boyu subconsciously hid the bag in his hand behind his back. When he saw her looking at him, he shook his head helplessly and held the bag in front of him.
"I ordered a Birkin bag from Hermès for you a while ago. I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect to run into you here."
The bags in this series start at six figures.
Meng Sheng looked at his sincere eyes and felt a little bitter in his heart.
From the surface, she couldn't see any signs that he was lying.
She glanced at the other small bag. "What's that?"
Shang Boyu didn't think or pause at all, "I picked out a bottle of perfume for you, it smells pretty good, you can try it when you get back."
Meng Sheng's throat tightened.
These were obviously chosen by him for Ning Weiwei, but he could say so calmly that he chose them for her.
She suddenly felt a little curious. How would Ning Weiwei feel when she found out that the bag and perfume she bought with great enthusiasm suddenly changed owners?
"You might as well tell me directly. I haven't been shopping for a long time."
"I saw that you were tired these days. I called Aunt Zhang this morning and she said you were still awake, so I didn't want to call you." Shang Boyu smiled, "Can I go shopping with you now?"
This reason is reasonable and perfect.
He did call home this morning.
The four words "hypocritical" emerged in Meng Sheng's mind, and instantly merged perfectly with the handsome and gentle face in front of him.
At this moment, she suddenly felt... did she really understand him?
Probably because I don't understand enough.
Otherwise, how could you not know that he could be so calm and composed when he was lying?
"Okay." Meng Sheng's voice jumped with joy. "Besides, isn't Mom's birthday coming up soon? It's a good time to pick out a gift for her."
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Shang Boyu looked at her lovingly and raised his hand to touch her eyelids. "Your eyes are no longer swollen. How about the pigeon soup for lunch?"
“It tastes good.”
She curled her red lips into a beautiful curve, and caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure walking out of the bathroom not far away. Her eyes darkened and she raised her hand to point at the Louis Vuitton counter in front of her.
"Honey, I want to go and have a look at that house."
"good."
Shang Boyu looked in the direction of her finger and naturally noticed Ning Weiwei who was standing frozen in place.
Ning Weiwei could never have imagined that while she was going to the toilet, there was not only a woman standing next to Shang Boyu, but it was actually Meng Sheng.
Her face was pale, her heart was in a turmoil, and her breathing became stagnant.
She knew that it would be best to get away now before Meng Sheng saw her, which would save her a lot of trouble.
But when she saw Shang Boyu holding Meng Sheng's hand in a familiar manner and walking towards her like a perfect couple made in heaven, she couldn't move.
"Weiwei?" Meng Sheng pretended to have just seen her, with a look of surprise and joy on his face, "You're here to shop too?"
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