Ning Weiwei forced a surprised smile, and an excuse quickly flashed in her mind, "Bring the bag over for maintenance, and go shopping at the same time."
She was carrying a light pink Chanel CF series bag.
The starting price is around 80,000.
But Meng Sheng had an impression of this bag. She had seen it on Ning Weiwei’s Instagram. It was also one of the many bags that Shang Boyu gave her.
She raised her eyebrows and asked, "This bag suits you very well. When did you buy it? I have one like this, but it's white."
That bag was also brought to her by Shang Boyu when he was on a business trip to France.
The time should be one day apart from what Ning Weiwei posted on Instagram.
Hers was in front and Ning Weiwei's was behind.
"My boyfriend gave it to me." Ning Weiwei tightened her grip on the bag chain and immediately changed the subject, asking, "Why... are you here?"
"My mother-in-law's birthday is coming up soon, isn't it? I wanted to come over to pick out a birthday present for her, and I happened to run into him coming to pick up the bag and perfume he ordered for me."
Meng Sheng replied, the smile in his eyes full of warmth and happiness.
Ning was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and fell just right on Shang Boyu's face.
In an instant, I felt my heart being squeezed by gravity and I felt a little breathless.
She waited for that bag for more than twenty days.
And that perfume is a limited edition, and there is only one bottle left in the specialty store in Beijing.
How did it become Meng Sheng’s?
Although Shang Boyu was looking at her, there was a layer of unfamiliar indifference in his eyes, and there was a slight arc at the corner of his mouth that seemed polite.
She suddenly felt a little aggrieved, but she didn't dare to let her eyes turn red, for fear that Meng Sheng would notice. She turned her face away and bit her lip lightly.
Meng Sheng pretended to be on the lookout and asked teasingly, "Are you here alone? Where's your boyfriend? Last time you said you would bring him to meet me, but there's no sign of him."
"Why not have dinner together tonight?"
Ning Weiwei's heart choked, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she glanced at Shang Boyu from the corner of her eyes, "He is busy with work, he probably can't spare the time."
"Why don't you give me a call and ask?"
Looking at Ning Weiwei's dilemma, Meng Sheng's smile deepened a little, but it was also bitter.
She has always regarded Ning Weiwei as her best sister. Over the years, she felt that she had done nothing wrong to her. Sometimes, when she saw something she liked or looked good, she would buy it for her.
After graduating from university, she was arranged to work at Yisheng Art Museum.
But how did she treat her?
She is a good friend in front of others, but she seduces her husband behind their backs.
"I'll send him a WeChat message. He might be busy right now and can't answer the phone."
Ning Weiwei's palms were covered with cold sweat. She calmly took out her phone from her bag, opened WeChat, fixed her eyes on a contact's avatar, and sent a voice message, "Honey, my bestie wants to have dinner with you tonight. Do you have time?"
The sweet voice is soft, with a hint of coquettishness, to the point of giving people goose bumps.
Meng Sheng glanced at her screen nonchalantly. The other person's profile picture was indeed an oil painting, but it looked like a sunrise.
Ning Weiwei was sending WeChat messages to Shang Boyu’s secondary account.
He was so blatant, simply relying on her ignorance of the truth.
Meng Sheng felt a slight pain in his heart.
The way she called me husband was much sweeter than she was.
Shang Boyu must have benefited a lot from it.
Ning Weiwei put away her phone, all the grievances she had felt before were swept away, and she put on a playful tone, "Let's wait for his reply."
Meng Sheng asked curiously, "What does your boyfriend do?"
“We do…high-end home furnishing design and manufacturing.”
Ning Weiwei clenched her phone tightly and licked her lips. This happened suddenly and she had no time to prepare at all. She didn't expect to meet Meng Sheng here today. Now she could only make up whatever she thought of in her mind.
"It seems that there are only two or three families in Beijing that are engaged in this industry. One is the Xie family in East City, one is the Wang family in South City, and the other is..."
She looked at Shang Boyu as if she couldn't remember.
Shang Boyu smiled and said, "Nancheng Lin Family."
Meng Sheng suddenly realized and looked at Ning Weiwei. She quickly smiled and replied, "How could I be so lucky as to find these three well-known young masters as my boyfriend? His family is a small enterprise, not in Beijing."
How could she dare to get involved with these three families?
Otherwise it will be difficult to make up for it in the future.
Besides, Meng Sheng is also a member of the wealthy circle, and there are many socialites who have a good relationship with her. You can find out by just asking around.
"Oh, then I'm even more curious. What kind of person can successfully take you down?"
Ning smiled sheepishly and glared at her, "Stop teasing me. Let's go shopping."
Then he asked Shang Boyu, "You don't mind if I act as a light bulb today, right?"
Shang Boyu smiled gently, "It's okay, as long as Shengsheng is happy."
Ning swallowed her sadness and grievance, and hugged Meng Sheng's arm affectionately, "Hmph, let's go, Shengsheng."
Meng Sheng was dragged by her into the Louis Vuitton store. The clerk recognized her and immediately came out to greet her warmly, "Ms. Meng, Mr. Shang, good afternoon."
She nodded slightly in response and was invited into the VIP lounge, where afternoon tea and snacks were soon served.
"Bring all the new products in your store over here so I can see them." Shang Boyu sat next to Meng Sheng and said.
"Okay, Mr. Shang, Ms. Meng, please wait a moment."
After a while, the shop assistants came in one after another and displayed more than a dozen items in front of them, including bags, watches, handkerchiefs, perfumes, rings and the like.
Meng Sheng's gaze lingered on the pair of diamond earrings for a few seconds. Shang Boyu noticed and reached out to take the earrings. "Do you like it? Buy it if you like it."
Meng Sheng was stunned.
She knew that Shang Boyu had always been considerate and generous.
Every time they went shopping, as long as her eyes lingered on a product for a while, he would ask her if she liked it. If she hesitated any longer, he would buy it directly.
She looked at the Hermès bag beside him and wondered if he treated Ning Weiwei the same way.
His gentleness and affection were no longer exclusive to her.
"Aren't you picking out a gift for Mom?"
"This one doesn't suit mom either. It will look good on you." Shang Boyu's eyes were gentle, and his words were full of doting. He looked at the clerk and said, "Pack up this pair of earrings."
The store manager stepped forward and said, "Mr. Shang, look at the necklace. It matches the earrings very well. It will definitely look better on Mrs. Shang."
The store manager carefully changed the way he addressed Meng Sheng. Shang Boyu seemed to like hearing the three words "Mrs. Shang" very much, and the smile in his eyes deepened a little. "Pack them all up."
Ning Weiwei was watching from the side and felt that the coffee that had just entered her throat was extremely bitter. She used a cookie to suppress it, but the bitterness in her heart became more and more intense.
The affection and tenderness he showed when he doted on Meng Sheng deeply hurt her eyes.
Clearly, more than half an hour ago, he was hugging her and telling her that he would buy her whatever she liked and that all the good things in the world were worthy of her.
She couldn't help but interrupt, "Shengsheng, I think that rose pink crocodile leather bag suits your mother-in-law very well. She looks young and elegant."
Meng Sheng followed her gaze, observed for a moment, and shook his head gently, "What about the color...does this one have wine red?"
In ancient times, rose red was worn by concubines.
What Yu Qionghua hated most in her life was people saying that she was a mistress. Although this was true, she had always placed herself in the position of a legal wife. Her clothes, jewelry, and bags were always bright red or burgundy, and never the rose red that indicated her status as a concubine.
"This burgundy color is a limited edition, but this color needs to be transferred from abroad." The store manager smiled apologetically.
"How long will it take?"
"Three to five days." The store manager said, "Mrs. Shang, do you think this is okay? When the package arrives, I will arrange for someone to deliver it to you as soon as possible."
Meng Sheng thought about it and realized that Yu Qionghua’s birthday was next weekend, so it would be in time.
She nodded. "I think the pattern of that handkerchief is okay. Let's wrap it up too."
After the shop assistants left, there were only three of them left in the lounge.
Ning Weiwei realized it belatedly, an embarrassed look appeared on her face, and she cast an apologetic look at Shang Boyu.
Shang Boyu frowned and said nothing.
Meng Sheng noticed her trance and asked with a smile, "Weiwei, has your boyfriend replied to your message? Will he come over tonight?"
"Hmm? Oh... let me see."
Ning Weiwei took out her phone from her bag belatedly, "He hasn't replied yet, he must be busy."
Meng Sheng, "It's still early, let's go shopping. Is there anything you like or want to buy?"
“I haven’t seen anything I like yet.”
"Then let's go shopping."
"good."
After leaving the lounge, Shang Boyu took out his card to pay the bill as usual, and had the items delivered directly to their home. He then naturally took her hand and walked out.
The three of them strolled for more than an hour, and Shang Boyu went to the bathroom in the middle.
Four or five minutes after he left, Ning Weiwei received a reply from her so-called "boyfriend". She held the phone out to Meng Sheng, pouted, and said in annoyance, "Busy, busy, busy, I don't know what you're busy with all day, you don't even have time to eat with us!"
Meng Sheng stared at the content sent by Shang Boyu: Baby, I have an appointment tonight and can't postpone it. Can you do it next time? Please apologize to your friend for me.
That’s right, I’ve been with her all the time, so how could I have the chance to reply to her messages on WeChat?
But you have to take the opportunity of going to the toilet.
How ironic.
I don’t know if she deliberately let her see it, but the chat history between Ning Weiwei and Shang Boyu has never been deleted.
The last time they chatted was around three o'clock yesterday afternoon. Ning Weiwei said she wanted to buy candied snow pears and hibiscus cake from Beicheng. Shang Boyu replied: Okay, I'll go buy them for you when I'm done with my work.
At around 8:30, Ning Weiwei sent him another message saying: Honey, the hibiscus cake is delicious, but the taste of the rock sugar and snow pear becomes worse after being heated.
There is a coquettish expression behind it.
Shang Boyu didn't reply until around eight o'clock this morning: I'll take you to North City to eat next time.
Meng Sheng suddenly found it ridiculous. This answer was almost the same as what he said to him last night.
He used the same trick to coax Ning Weiwei.
She smiled softly, hiding the contempt in her eyes, "It's okay, work is important, we can have dinner anytime, we can go in the evening."
"Okay." Ning put away his phone with a slight regret, put his arm around her, and leaned on her shoulder. "Then we can make an appointment next time when he's free."
"Um."
Meng Sheng resisted the urge to pull his arm away and responded softly.
When we came out of SOHO shopping center, it was already past five o'clock and the late autumn dusk had already fallen.
The restaurant we were going to have dinner at was already decided, a barbecue restaurant near Yuelan Mansion.
Shang Boyu's psychological quality is still better. When this restaurant was mentioned, he said it was good without changing his expression.
But after Ning Weiwei heard this, her heart skipped a beat and her eyes flickered unnaturally.
Perhaps because she felt guilty, she hesitated and said, "Yuelan Mansion is so far away from here. It's rush hour at this time, so there will definitely be traffic jams. Besides, we may have to queue up if we go there. How about... we go to another one?"
Meng Sheng caught her uneasiness and smiled slowly, "It's okay. There's still more than half an hour before the evening rush hour."
Ning opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't find the words to refute. She could only comfort herself that it was just a meal over there, there was nothing to be afraid of.
After driving for half an hour, the car successfully arrived at the barbecue restaurant.
It is just across the street from Yuelan Mansion.
The three of them went in together, sat down and ordered food. Everything was normal. When the meat was grilling, Meng Sheng's little finger accidentally touched the edge of the grill pan, and it burned her so much that she immediately retracted her hand.
The next moment, Shang Boyu grabbed his hand. He frowned and said, "Let me see if it's red."
There were no red marks on the slender fingers. When Meng Sheng raised his head, he saw the worry that was almost overflowing from his eyes, "Does it hurt?"
In his memory, he always puts her first when it comes to things.
Just like the first time she entered the kitchen, she accidentally cut her hand. After that, he never allowed her to enter the kitchen again, not even to help.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. It's okay."
For some reason, those detailed memories that had been sleeping in the long river of time have recently awakened, and everything that happened in the past is vivid in her mind, but now his cheating and betrayal has also dealt her a heavy blow.
The pain in comparison almost broke her heart.
Shang Boyu said, "Don't move, I'll grill it."
Ning Weiwei sat opposite him and watched his love and care for Meng Sheng, feeling quite uncomfortable.
The bottom of her palm accidentally touched the edge of the baking tray. She screamed in pain and subconsciously looked at Shang Boyu with a pair of pitiful eyes.
Meng Sheng quickly asked, "Are you okay? Weiwei."
Shang Boyu just said politely, "Be careful. If you get burned, rinse it off with water."
Ning was slightly unbalanced, but unwilling to give up. She bit her lower lip lightly and said, "It's okay. It's not red. I was just distracted."
"Are you missing your boyfriend?" Meng Sheng joked.
Ning Weiwei glanced at her shyly when she heard that, "Hurry up and eat a piece of meat to cover your mouth."
As she spoke, her feet had already gently hooked Shang Boyu's legs under the table.
Shang Boyu paused in grilling the meat, his eyes dimmed, and he continued to pick up meat for Meng Sheng without saying a word, and moved his legs away.
When Ning Weiwei caught up with him again, he frowned unhappily and glanced at her indifferently.
Ning was slightly startled, and somehow saw a hint of warning in his words. Suddenly, her mind flashed back to what Shang Boyu had said to her when they first got together, "We can do whatever we want in private, but we can't show any signs of betrayal in front of Shengsheng."
Meng Sheng is always his first choice.
Ning Weiwei knew all this, but her heart had already fallen for his tenderness day and night and she had developed a deep dependence on him.
She will be jealous, envious, and unbalanced.
But what is more important is the fear of losing.
Afraid of losing Shang Boyu, afraid of losing his current rich life and everything.
After weighing the pros and cons, she clenched her fists and finally retracted her legs. She pouted in grievance and ate the barbecue obediently.
Meng Sheng had no idea about this, and she didn't enjoy the barbecue very much.
After the dinner, Meng Sheng suggested driving Ning Weiwei home first, but Ning Weiwei waved her hand to refuse, and she didn't force him.
On the way back, my cell phone suddenly rang.
Meng Sheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the text message, [Shang Boyu will use the excuse of a business trip to accompany Ning Weiwei tomorrow. ]
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