Shang Boyu was stunned.
I don't know if it's because I had dinner with Ning Weiwei tonight, but all the doubts and unhappiness caused by the possessiveness in my heart disappeared.
He sighed helplessly, "Wife, why are you bringing this up again? It's really all coincidence..."
yes.
He always used the excuse of "coincidence" to evade her.
She just wanted to block all the questions he hadn't asked yet, so that she wouldn't have to rack her brains to think of excuses.
Even though Shang Boyu's kiss just now was just a light one and she tilted her head reflexively, she still felt extremely uncomfortable all over.
She clenched her fists and resisted the urge to wipe her face.
She gave him a sidelong glance and asked, "Why? You and she are allowed to be together by coincidence, but Pei Sui and I are not allowed to be together by coincidence?"
After that, she snorted and turned to go upstairs.
"That's not what I meant..."
Shang Boyu hurriedly chased after her and explained, "Wife, you really wronged me. I didn't mean anything else. I was just curious."
Meng Sheng unlocked the door, took two steps inside, blocked the door with his body, and asked indifferently, "Are you still curious now?"
"Not curious anymore."
Meng Sheng said "Oh" and prepared to close the door.
Shang Boyu hurriedly stopped him and asked flatteringly, "Wife, look at what happened last time. I know I was wrong. When can you let me go back to the master bedroom?"
Meng Sheng frowned.
I finally found a suitable excuse to kick him out of the master bedroom.
How could she possibly let him come back?
"Aren't you sleeping well in the second bedroom? Move aside, I need to take a shower."
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes moved slightly and she inadvertently saw the lipstick mark on the right back of his white shirt.
The mark is not big, but the red color is very eye-catching on the white shirt.
It's a coral pink color.
She usually uses bright colors such as orange and red.
Moreover, since she became pregnant, she has basically not touched any cosmetics or other things.
On the contrary, Ning Weiwei has always presented herself as a pure person, and she usually uses more pink lipstick.
But how could it be such a coincidence that lipstick got on the collar which is relatively only visible to outsiders?
Meng Sheng looked into Shang Boyu's affectionate and gentle eyes.
Slowly she raised her finger and pointed at his collar, "Is that... lipstick?"
Shang Boyu was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously pulled his collar over. When he saw the pink lipstick on it, his eyes froze and his heart skipped a beat.
He quickly returned to normal, frowned and said, "I think I accidentally bumped into it when I was taking the elevator this afternoon."
"There was a problem with the company's elevator this afternoon. Seven or eight of us were trapped inside for about ten minutes. Fortunately, nothing happened."
Meng Sheng still couldn't detect any trace of guilt or remorse on his face.
But it doesn’t matter.
Since Ning Weiwei left those traces intentionally in order to sow discord between her and Shang Boyu, she wouldn't want to let her down.
She showed an unhappy look on her face, "You are so tall, even if a woman accidentally rubbed her lipstick on you, it would at most be on your chest or back, how could it rub on your collar?"
"Could it be that someone deliberately smeared you to make you come back to annoy me?"
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.
Shang Boyu is familiar with this lipstick shade.
After eating Japanese food last night, Ning Weiwei was so coquettish that she asked him to help her hold up a mirror and put on her lipstick, and asked him if it looked good.
Shang Boyu's eyes darkened a little, and he pretended to be serious and said, "I will go to the company tomorrow and have someone check the surveillance in the elevator to see if someone did it on purpose. If so, the company will definitely not tolerate such evil intentions."
Meng Sheng looked at his expression and asked suspiciously, "Did you offend some girl?"
Shang Boyu was stunned, then smiled helplessly and said, "God and heaven are my conscience. I am so wronged."
Unjust?
When he said this, he really had a clear conscience!
Meng Sheng sneered in his heart. Since he had applied the eye drops, he didn't want to waste words with him. He replied calmly, "Oh. I'm tired. I'm going to rest."
As soon as the voice fell, the door was closed, blocking out Shang Boyu's "ah" from outside.
She went straight to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, squeezed some facial cleanser and rubbed it on her face.
I wish I could wash off a layer of skin from the area that Shang Boyu touched.
She didn't stop until her left cheek turned red and she felt obvious pain.
*
The next morning.
After Meng Sheng arrived at the art museum, he met Qiao Na at the door and told her about getting off the bus.
There was a meeting about the joint exhibition plan in the morning, so the car could only be driven back in the afternoon.
Qiao Na smiled and said, "What's the big deal? No one will steal it if I leave it there. I can just drive it back when I'm free."
The two of them walked to the elevator while talking. Ning Weiwei saw them and greeted them with a smile, "Good morning, Shengsheng, Qiao Na."
Meng Sheng raised his head and met her gaze. "Good morning."
Joanna also nodded to her with a slightly distant look.
Ning Weiwei didn't care about her attitude. She walked to Meng Sheng, took her arm affectionately, and asked with concern, "Did you sleep well last night after drinking tea?"
Meng Sheng frowned, feeling disgusted and averse to her touch, and immediately pulled his arm away.
His voice was light, "It's okay. I didn't drink the tea yesterday."
Ning Weiwei was also stunned for a moment when her hands were empty, but she asked, "Huh? What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?"
"Yeah, just average."
Her heart skipped a beat, and she asked tentatively, "So where did you go with that fruit tea yesterday..."
Meng Sheng said casually, "Throw it away."
Throw it away?
She just threw it away?
Ning Weiwei's heart sank to the bottom.
The money was easy to deal with, but she spent a lot of effort to get the technetium-99m benzoate radiopharmaceutical.
She gritted her teeth secretly, with a trace of resentment in her eyes.
His chest was filled with resentment and anger, but he had to put on a gentle smile on his face.
"It's nothing but a cup of milk tea. If you're not used to fruit tea, you can try milk tea or the black pearl milk without tea base. I'll order you a cup this afternoon."
Meng Sheng raised his eyebrows imperceptibly and his eyes fell on her face.
After the fruit tea incident, she no longer dared to eat the food Ning Weiwei sent her.
But... she can choose not to eat it, but she has to create an opportunity for Ning Weiwei to drug her, otherwise she won't be able to get any evidence.
Ning Weiwei felt uneasy at her sharp gaze, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
She looked away, neither agreeing nor refusing, "No."
Ning Weiwei always felt that Meng Sheng was very difficult to understand now, and this completely broke the fixed impression of Meng Sheng in her mind.
It's like a painting, which originally only had three colors: red, black and white, but now it has become colorful.
All colors of red, orange, red, green, indigo, blue and purple are on it.
Very gorgeous.
But she could no longer see what the painting originally looked like.
Even though Meng Sheng still looked gentle and kind, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry, and sometimes even a glance from her could make her feel horrified.
She clenched her fists tighter and tighter, trying to calm herself down, but her heart was always filled with discomfort and irritability.
It seemed that he felt that Meng Sheng was outshining him in this matter again.
When the elevator arrived, she stepped in and said, "By the way, Shengsheng, my boyfriend and I found a Japanese restaurant last night. The taste and environment are pretty good.
You can try it with Shang Boyu next time, or we can go together."
Her tone was gentle, and her clear and intelligent eyes were reflected on Meng Sheng's gentle yet somewhat cold face.
However, Meng Sheng could hear the boasting and pride in her words.
In particular, she deliberately emphasized the three words "boyfriend".
She never thought that one day she would have a conflict of interest with Ning Weiwei.
Oh, and that benefit just happened to refer to her husband Shang Boyu.
She thought sarcastically in her mind.
Since Ning Weiwei wants to show off so much, she should help promote her boyfriend.
"I saw your circle of friends yesterday. Your boyfriend is very considerate. After listening to you talk so much about your boyfriend, I suddenly felt that your boyfriend is quite similar to my husband Shang Boyu.
And his hands are the most similar to Shang Boyu’s, just look at the wallpaper on your phone…”
She smiled gracefully, "Let's have a meal together next time when we have time. We can let them get to know each other. People who look so similar will definitely hit it off right away."
The smile on Ning Weiwei's face suddenly froze.
She didn't know if it was because she felt guilty or something else, but she always felt that Meng Sheng had something else to say.
Especially the sentence "And his hands are the most similar to Shang Boyu."
What does she mean?
Is this a deliberate attempt to mislead others into thinking that her boyfriend and her husband are the same person?
In addition to the three of them, there were two people from the display team in the elevator.
Ning Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little doubtful again.
Because of Yan Shitong’s incident last time, her popularity in the art museum plummeted.
She couldn't stand other people's strange, scrutinizing looks, and was afraid of being misunderstood and talked about by others.
Thinking of this, her resentment towards Meng Sheng deepened.
The stiff smile on his face also softened a lot, and his voice was cheerful, "Okay, let's get together next time when we are free. He owed you a meal last time, so let him make it up to you and choose the expensive one."
Meng Sheng looked at her meaningfully and joked, "I'm afraid your husband is a busy man and doesn't have time. We've talked about dinner many times.
But every time he had different excuses to shirk his responsibilities. Could it be that... he was afraid of seeing me? I don’t eat people.”
Ning Weiwei's expression was awkward for a moment, and she gritted her teeth and explained, "How could that be? It's because his company has a new project recently. After he's done with this, I'll arrange time for us to have dinner together.
You must make him apologize to you. You are my best friend, and you cannot let him neglect you."
The elevator number rose to 3 and stopped. With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened.
Hearing this, Meng Sheng raised his lips in a disdainful arc and walked out, "Well, then I'll wait for good news."
Several people parted in the office area. At that moment, Ning Weiwei's eyes were filled with hatred for Meng Sheng's back.
She touched her belly subconsciously.
The baby in Meng Sheng's belly must give way to her future baby in her belly!
When Meng Sheng walked to the office door, the cell phone in her bag suddenly dinged.
[Today, a friendly match will be held at the No. 52 racing track in the south of the city. He Xian's Sheitu Racing Club is in the race. Although He Xian will not participate in the race, he will go to the scene. Yuan Siying got the news and has already gone there.]
She was stunned.
It was already past the time to clock in at the art museum.
When she passed by the curatorial team just now, she didn't pay attention to Yuan Siying's workstation, but usually Yuan Siying would greet her with a smile whenever she saw her.
She frowned and turned around to ask Qiao Na, "Did Yuan Siying not come today?"
Qiao Na was also stunned by her question, and then she quickly took out the tablet from her bag, looked at the software management of the time clock this morning, and carefully patrolled the curatorial team.
Finally, he shook his head and said, "There is no record of her clocking in this morning..."
When she saw the software approval module, she handed over the tablet and said, "Last night at around nine o'clock, she submitted her leave application for today. I guess the HR department just got to work and hasn't approved it yet."
Meng Sheng’s brows furrowed even deeper.
She nodded, said "You go ahead and do your work", and pushed open the office door and walked in.
Just as he was about to send a message to Pei Sui, asking him to remind He Hang, another text message popped up on his phone.
[Yu Qionghua bribed Han Shuo, the team leader of the Hangtu Racing Club, shortly after He Hang was released from prison.]
He Xiang met Han Shuo when they were playing racing. They were about the same age. To Han Shuo, He Xiang could be considered half a benefactor.
After the establishment of the Xiantu Club, he was pulled into the team by He Xian and soon became the captain.
Since he often follows He Xian, it’s no wonder that he knows his whereabouts so well.
This situation is somewhat similar to that of Ning Weiwei, that ungrateful person.
Meng Sheng and He Xian treated them with all their heart, but not only were they ungrateful, they stabbed them in the back.
What's more, He Xian had been imprisoned some time ago. Although she didn't notice anything unusual during their last contact, Pei Sui said that there was a psychologist living in the He family.
That incident was a huge shadow for him, a pampered young man.
Meng Sheng's focus was not on this. She stared at the line of text and frowned.
Yu Qionghua bribed Han Shuo shortly after He Xian was released from prison, hoping that Yuan Siying would take advantage of the situation.
Does this mean that she has been eyeing He Xian for a long time, and she also has a certain understanding of the young masters of the wealthy families in Beijing.
She understood Yu Qionghua's cruelty and cold-bloodedness as early as the first day she learned that Yueqifang had underground industries.
But now I am still shocked by her decisiveness and her preparedness.
Her breathing became disordered and her heart began to beat uncontrollably.
If it weren't for the reminder and guidance from this strange number, even if she discovered the underground industry, would she really be a match for Yu Qionghua?
Can you get away with it unscathed in the end?
Or will both of them suffer losses?
She doesn't know.
I don't want to think about that unrealistic assumption, which will only add to my troubles and anxiety.
yes.
Now, in this matter, she has the upper hand.
So, don't panic.
Meng Sheng calmed himself down, tried to control his shaking hands, and calmed his heartbeat. He opened the chat box with Pei Sui and told him everything he had just learned.
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