A sinister look flashed across Shang Boyu's eyes, but when he heard her say she was going to call the police, his expression paused slightly.
When he met her helpless and searching eyes, his heart softened.
He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, his voice gentle and extremely patient, "Of course you can call the police, but...isn't your art museum going to hold a joint exhibition of Qiu Yi and Ying Feiting soon?
If this matter were to be exposed, it would definitely damage the museum’s image and affect the joint exhibition.”
He paused, thought for a moment, and asked again, "Your cup of fruit tea is important evidence. Fingerprint evidence can be extracted from it. Is the fruit tea still there?"
Meng Sheng could see the heartache on his face, the deep love for her, and... a hint of weighing the pros and cons.
To put it bluntly, he was just worried that the person who drugged her was really Ning Weiwei, and he was afraid that it would be bad if he called the police, so he wanted to dissuade her from calling the police.
In this situation where the lives of her and her child were at stake, he still chose to protect Ning Weiwei.
How ridiculous and sad.
In his heart, Ning Weiwei is more important than her and the baby in her belly.
Then what about the heartache and affection he showed at this moment?
The six years of love had gone down the drain, leaving her a little dazed, with her eyes feeling hot and swollen.
Fortunately, this was a false pregnancy, otherwise she would have been so cruel as to abort the child.
Even if it means losing eight hundred dollars to herself, she will make this choice.
She tried hard to suppress her emotions and not let them spill out. A trace of worry covered her face. "I sent the fruit tea to the testing center that day and didn't want it anymore..."
Then he sighed, "Yes, you are right. If we make a scene now, it will be bad for the reputation of the museum, but we can't find out who the person is.
I always feel uneasy. I noticed it this time, but what about next time? I’m afraid…”
Shang Boyu frowned and said thoughtfully, "Give me a copy of the surveillance footage from that day, and I'll help you investigate this matter. Before the matter is clear, don't eat other people's food in the art gallery.
Starting tomorrow, I will ask Aunt Zhang to prepare meals and send them to you every noon."
He thought it through so carefully, there was no reason for Meng Sheng not to respond.
As if sensing her uneasiness, Shang Boyu touched the top of her head and said softly, "Don't be afraid, honey. I'll always be by your side. You can always rely on me."
He said it so truthfully and sincerely.
If the pain in her heart hadn't yet subsided, she might have been moved.
Rely on him?
Maybe it will only make her ending even more tragic.
The way she stared at him, she could not see any trace of guilt or remorse.
Doesn't he really feel guilty when he says these things?
Perhaps it was this realization that caused her emotions to split and collapse, and she tossed and turned in bed at night, unable to sleep.
She didn't know when she fell asleep. She was trapped in a dream. It was dark all around her. No matter how she ran or called, there was no light or response.
The repressed, panicked, and even desperate emotions, like a murderous Asura, approached her step by step, trying to bind her forever in this dark world.
Suddenly, she seemed to hear a voice calling her, "Meng Sheng! Meng Sheng!"
It was a beautiful voice, with an anxious cry in the deep, mellow voice.
But the more she listened, the more confused she became. When her consciousness completely faded, she could still hear the sound of water "dong" in her ears.
Did someone fall into the water?
She couldn't investigate, her tightly closed eyes couldn't be opened no matter what, and she was finally awakened by the ringing of the phone.
Jonah called.
She sat up in a daze.
This dream was also very real, but it was somewhat different from the previous two dreams.
But what does this mean?
She frowned for a while, then picked up the phone when the ringing was about to stop.
There was a problem with a material needed for the exhibition, so she said, "I'll be there now" and hung up the phone.
After she settled the matter at the art museum, she and Joanna returned to the third floor and saw Ning Weiwei talking about the latest fashion trends with two colleagues, and she was very knowledgeable about it.
He seemed to be in a good mood. It seemed that Shang Boyu did not use the fruit tea testing report to question Ning Weiwei.
But it doesn’t matter. What she wants is that Shang Boyu has begun to doubt Ning Weiwei.
That's enough.
Ning Weiwei seemed to notice her gaze, looked over, raised her eyebrows, and greeted her excitedly.
Ning Weiwei's provocations towards her have become more and more obvious these days.
She turned her gaze away as if he saw nothing and went straight back to the office.
bite!
The phone in the bag beeped with a text message.
[Yu Qionghua has bribed a girl named Tao Qian from the museum's operations department to spread the word that Ning Weiwei is a mistress in the museum tomorrow.]
Meng Sheng frowned.
In two days, Yu Qionghua not only found out everything about Ning Weiwei, but also found time to bribe the people in the art museum.
The feeling is very subtle.
But more clearly, it was uncomfortable.
It's the kind of cake that belongs to you, but someone else has touched it.
She suddenly remembered that a previous text message had reminded her that Yu Qionghua also coveted the Yisheng Art Museum.
However, over the years, the only time she made a few indirect attempts was during the time when her mother passed away, when she suggested hiring someone to help her run the art gallery.
Her mother’s passing was a severe blow to her, but she also understood that Yisheng Art Museum was her mother’s life’s work.
She had no reason to push her mother's hard work onto others.
She never thought that her art museum was an impregnable fortress, but now she felt horrified when she thought that Yu Qionghua might have planted people in the museum and was being monitored by her all the time.
Killing a chicken to scare the monkey has always been a common and useful tactic.
The next morning at 10:30, Meng Sheng returned from the Art Association and noticed that the staff of the art museum were talking about something.
She narrowed her eyes and guessed that the rumor about Ning Weiwei had spread throughout the art museum.
She looked into the distance with her eyes out of focus for a moment, and a junior staff member suddenly came over, "Director, Assistant Qiao, please go up and take a look. Ning Weiwei from the curatorial group A and Tao Qian from the operations department are fighting!"
Meng Sheng was stunned and frowned slightly.
Did they fight?
This was really beyond her expectations.
Qiao Na was also confused, "What's going on?"
"More than half an hour ago, Ning Weiwei received a package, and Tao Qian happened to be on the first floor, so she signed for it for her. As a result, she didn't hold the bag firmly, and the photos inside fell out. They were all... all intimate photos of her and a man, especially intimate ones. There was also a rose-red paper saying that she could be taken as a concubine.
Tao Qian took the photo and went to find her, asking if she was a mistress and if she was to be made a concubine. Ning Weiwei started to fight with red eyes. Minister Zhou couldn't stop her, and her hair fell all over the floor.
Meng Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yu Qionghua is really cruel.
Such a violent method of directly posting nude photos and concubines shows that there is no intention to leave Ning Weiwei any chance of survival.
Blocked all her possible escape routes.
She smiled in her heart, but remained calm on her face and said calmly, "Let's go and take a look."
A few of them took the elevator up to the third floor. As soon as they walked out, she could hear the noise across the corridor.
After passing the long corridor, what came into view was that the position of curatorial group A was surrounded by three layers of people. Even through the crowd, one could clearly hear the quarreling and cursing inside.
"curator."
When the people standing on the periphery saw her, they immediately put away their expressions of watching the fun and nodded.
Upon hearing this, the others also looked over to greet him, and the originally noisy place suddenly became much quieter.
The people gathered together also consciously made way for her. In the middle were Ning Weiwei and Tao Qian, who were fighting on the ground.
Neither of them was in a good condition, both looked quite embarrassed.
Her hair was messy, there were scratches on her face, and the threads on Tao Qian's sweater were loose.
She has known Ning Weiwei for so many years, but she has never seen her in such a miserable state.
There were also many indecent photos scattered on the ground, each of which was shockingly large in scale.
She fixed her eyes on the rose-red piece of paper and bent down to pick it up. There was indeed a line of words printed on it: No need to be sneaky, you can take the slut as your concubine openly.
sure.
The betrothal gift list is available, as are the photos that will be used as betrothal gifts.
As the legal wife, shouldn't she be more generous and take the initiative to welcome her into the house at this time?
Meng Sheng raised his hand to press down on his nose, hiding the curve at the corner of his lips. After a while, he scolded, "Don't stop. If you haven't beaten enough, go to the police station!"
Ning Weiwei and Tao Qian stopped what they were doing when they heard this. They looked up and saw Meng Sheng's cold eyes. They gritted their teeth and pushed him away.
Meng Sheng glanced at the people around him, "Are you all free?"
When everyone heard her words, they dispersed instantly and returned to their workstations.
Minister Zhou and Qiao Na stepped forward and picked up those obscene photos.
Ning Weiwei walked up to Meng Sheng, her face full of grievance and pity, "Shengsheng, I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I was the first to attack, but Tao Qian falsely accused me of being a mistress and ruined my reputation..."
Tao Qian knew too well what kind of bad character Ning Weiwei was.
He quickly interrupted her, "Do I really need to frame and slander her? Her original wife has already sent you all these intimate photos, and she even wants to take you as a concubine..."
Meng Sheng interrupted her, "Alright, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? Come with me, don't disturb other people's work!"
After that, she turned and walked towards the office.
Ning Weiwei bit her lip tightly and followed.
Who is it?
Who sent these photos?
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