Chapter 472 Mrs. Shen, purple is actually more charming.

"Hmm?" Meng Tinglan looked at her in surprise and asked puzzledly, "Do you know her?"

Meng Zhiyi shook her head, then nodded, and then picked up her phone from the small table beside her and flipped through it: "Well, you are talking about her, right?"

Meng Tinglan stretched his neck to look and saw that a person with the ID Bai Dapu had sent a lot of photos to Meng Zhiyi.

At first glance, these are photos of jewelry endorsements, but these jewelry styles were all picked out by Shen Que for her to choose some time ago.

Those that were not selected were taken by Shen Que to be exhibited by the jewelry company under Shen’s name.

Meng Ting frowned: "How did she get your WeChat?"

Meng Zhiyi casually flipped through the photos, but this time her focus was no longer on the jewelry, but on the person.

"Last time, Shen Que brought some jewelry designs and asked me to choose the ones I liked. The unselected ones were sent to the company as exhibits, and Bai Pu was hired as the spokesperson."

"Originally it had nothing to do with me, but Sister Jiang called and said that Bai Pu had been pushing several of the jewelry sets, insisting that some of the jewelry had to be worn to show its beauty."

"Knowing that I was the one who eliminated you, you insisted on adding my contact information."

Meng Tinglan listened to the whole thing with a frown on his face.

Meng Zhiyi is not involved in the entertainment industry, so his knowledge of Bai Pu comes from the Internet, or from the gossip that he obviously skipped just now.

But as a veteran in the entertainment industry, he knows a lot of inside information that outsiders don't know.

For example, many of the financiers who had scandals with Bai Pu had families, either secretly married or portrayed themselves as loving couples to the outside world.

Now Bai Pu has become the jewelry spokesperson for Shen Que's company, and she found an excuse to add Meng Zhiyi on WeChat.

He seemed to have sensed something unusual.

Meng Tinglan immediately became serious: "Little sister, did she tell you anything else?"

"No." Meng Zhiyi answered casually, but a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

Bai Pu didn't say anything, but in the photos she sent, there were other things appearing to a greater or lesser extent.

Some of the photos had Wang Xiao in the background, some had the restaurant where Shen Que often took her to eat, and some even had her favorite food in the background.

If one or two are coincidences, but all add up, it is intentional.

Meng Zhiyi sneered secretly and then exited WeChat.

She also wanted to see what this person would do next.

That night, Shen Que came home later than usual after working overtime.

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the time and was about to take a shower and go to bed when her cell phone rang.

It was sent by Bai Pu.

A photo of her wearing a white strapless dress and a purple diamond necklace around her neck.

The photo was obviously taken outdoors because the background of the photo was Shen Que's car.

And this time, Bai Pu also sent a message:

[Mrs. Shen, purple is actually more charming.]

Meng Zhiyi raised her eyebrows, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

This sentence seems to be correct at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, the meaning is not simple.

Just like before, she responded with a smiling emoji and ignored it.

At that time, the hotel was under the name of Shen.

Shen Que, who had just finished a jewelry exhibition, was eager to go home. As soon as he got in the car, he loosened his tie and let out a breath.

He sniffed the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on his body, and frowned: "Go back to the apartment first, take a shower, and then go back to the Meng family."

Wang Xiao smiled and drove towards the apartment: "How is your wife doing lately? It seems like I haven't seen her for a long time."

Indeed, Meng Zhiyi lived in seclusion since she became pregnant. Someone was in charge of her daily life, and Shen Que would accompany her for a walk in the garden or the community every day.

More importantly, she is lazy and will never go out unless it is necessary.

When talking about Meng Zhiyi, Shen Que always had a smile and tenderness in his eyes.

He untied his tie and chuckled, "It's been six months. She's too heavy to move. But luckily the pregnancy isn't serious, so she won't have to suffer that much."

Hearing this, Wang Xiao's smile deepened.

Thinking back to how Meng Zhiyi fought, he really couldn't imagine what she would be like as a mother.

But thinking about the possibility of having one or two little kids who look like them, Wang Xiao couldn't help but start looking forward to it: "Then soon, I can become an uncle too."

Shen Que also began to look forward to it and wanted to know who the child would look like: "Yes...it won't take long..."

When he returned to Meng's house after taking a shower in the apartment, Meng Zhiyi had already fallen asleep.

There was a night light on in the room. Meng Zhiyi was lying on her side on the bed with a pillow on her stomach to make her more comfortable.

Shen Que climbed onto the bed quietly and approached her as usual, wanting to kiss her.

As soon as he approached, Meng Zhiyi raised her hand and pushed him away, saying in disgust: "Where did you come from? You stink."

"Ah?" Shen Que quickly lowered his head and smelled himself, and said in distress: "Does it still stink? Then I'll go take another shower."

Meng Zhiyi opened her eyes hazily and frowned, saying, "This is not the scent of the shower gel at home."

Shen Que stepped back slightly, half leaning on the bed and explaining, "I attended a dinner party today, and after it was over I reeked of cigarettes and alcohol, so I went to the apartment to take a shower first, for fear of disturbing you."

"Oh..." Meng Zhiyi yawned lazily and said, "Then stay away from me."

Shen Que blinked, a trace of grievance appeared on his face: "I will wash it again, baby, don't dislike me."

When he came out after washing again, Meng Zhiyi was already asleep.

Shen Que climbed onto the bed, reached out and gently touched her belly, then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, whispering, "Good night, baby."

Then, he fell asleep holding Meng Zhiyi in his arms.

And at this moment, in a hotel.

Bai Pu was reluctant to take off her dress. She was leaning on the sink in the bathroom, flipping through Meng Zhiyi's dialogue box.

From the time we added each other as friends till now, she has posted more than a dozen photos, each of which was taken with carefully chosen angles.

As a result, every time he got it, he was met with Meng Zhiyi's indifferent smile.

Especially the last photo, the background of the photo was Shen Que's car, but she still didn't react.

Bai Pu couldn't help but wonder, this legendary Mrs. Shen, was she a fool who couldn't see the purpose of her posting the photos?

At this time, the agent knocked on the door and came in.

Seeing that Bai Pu hadn't changed out of her dress yet, I immediately remembered what she did at the party tonight.

The agent immediately frowned and said in a serious tone: "Bai Pu, I warn you again, Shen Que is not someone you can manipulate, so give up those thoughts as soon as possible."

"He is not the fool you used to deal with. The same tactics may not work on him."

"You already have enough resources. Just be content and down-to-earth from now on, and your future will be fine."

Bai Pu obviously did not take the broker's advice seriously.

In particular, during this period of time, Meng Zhiyi's reaction without any pain or itching made her more confident.

Bai Pu sneered and said, "We are both men, how different can we be?"

"Besides, if I can really get one, why would I still be stuck in the entertainment industry? Wouldn't it be nice to be a rich lady?"