Chapter 2 Pretending not to see, pretending not to understand
Sheng Yuan couldn't see Mingzhu's expression.
He just felt that the empty atmosphere in the room made him feel uncomfortable all over.
He couldn't tell whether it was the dim environment that was making him upset.
Or the tears that kept falling from Mingzhu's eyes.
But in the end, he still did not choose to lower his posture to coax Mingzhu as he did before.
Instead, he said this coldly and turned to leave the room.
"Think about it carefully."
The door was slammed shut.
Mingzhu looked up and could only see Sheng Yuan's back as he left.
He didn't look back until the last ray of light was blocked out.
Mingzhu sat on the edge of the bed, curled up her legs, and buried her face deeply between her knees.
She didn't understand what Sheng Yuan wanted her to think.
She was brought up by her grandfather.
Old Master Ming felt sorry for Mingzhu because she lost her parents at a young age, and he was extremely indulgent and doting to Mingzhu.
After Mr. Ming passed away two years ago, Mingzhu thought that at least Sheng Yuan would always be with her in this world.
"Since we have been married for so many years and we are the closest people, why do we have to separate so clearly?"
Mingzhu's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, and she was only speaking to herself.
She always thought that marriage was about turning two unrelated people into a family.
But what Sheng Yuan said just now made them so clearly separated.
It was as if there had been no affection between them for all these years.
No one will ever indulge her like grandpa did.
Mingzhu felt a rare sense of panic in her heart.
She thought hard, but she couldn't figure out how to get back to the way she was before with Sheng Yuan.
Outside, the car's engine roared, and it started for quite a while, very deliberately.
It was not until Sheng Yuan saw Mingzhu's figure appear at the window that he quickly left.
Mingzhu stood in front of the window, looking at the shrinking car.
The knuckles of his hands gripping the curtains were turning white from the force he exerted.
"Aunt Liu, can you help me prepare a lunch? I want to bring it to the company for Sheng Yuan."
This was the first time Mingzhu bowed her head in her life.
She received no reply to the message she sent to Sheng Yuan.
Mingzhu has also thought about it carefully.
She is already 42 years old and really shouldn't act like a child anymore.
She should be more considerate of Sheng Yuan.
After all, Sheng Yuan is her only relative now.
But she doesn't know how to coax people.
The only way to make peace was to bring lunch to Sheng Yuan at the company.
"well."
Aunt Liu responded hurriedly and quickly turned into the kitchen to prepare.
Mingzhu almost never took the initiative to go to the company to find Sheng Yuan.
When she wanted to go directly into the elevator with the thermal box, she was stopped by the company's front desk.
"Hello, ma'am. Non-employees are not allowed in. May I ask who you are looking for?"
The receptionist at the front desk was very polite.
Mingzhu glanced at the people coming and going around and said, "I'm here to look for Sheng Yuan."
The receptionist nodded and asked.
"Okay, do you have an appointment?"
Seeing Mingzhu shook her head, the receptionist spoke again.
"Okay then. Please go and rest for a while. I'll help you make the announcement."
But Mingzhu did not choose to leave, but stood there and waited.
The thin and bony back still reveals the innate good posture of a pampered life.
Soon, Sheng Yuan's assistant received the news and hurriedly emerged from the elevator.
He walked quickly to Mingzhu, half lowered his head, and respectfully led her upstairs, "Madam, please follow me."
Mingzhu followed her assistant out, and she could vaguely hear the shocked whispers of the onlookers.
"What? She's the president's wife?"
“It doesn’t look like anything…”
Indeed not.
It's normal for everyone to be shocked.
After all, Sheng Yuan is only thirty years old this year.
She looks no different from when she was twenty.
It is the age when one is full of vigor and handsome.
But no matter how well Mingzhu takes care of herself, the traces of time left on her face cannot be completely erased.
She is inevitably getting older.
It was such a mismatch, she had heard it so many times in recent years.
It seems that as a woman grows older, any other shining points on her body are no longer visible.
Mingzhu tilted her head back, revealing her slender neck.
She didn't look at all embarrassed, and her steps still carried the gracefulness of her youth.
"Madam, please wait a moment. President Sheng is still in a meeting."
The assistant poured a cup of tea in front of Mingzhu and left.
Mingzhu looked around Sheng Yuan's office.
Restrained luxury with a touch of minimalist style.
The entire city can be seen clearly through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.
It symbolizes that Sheng Yuan is now at the top of the pyramid.
I don’t know how long it took.
The office door was pushed open and Sheng Yuan walked in.
"Why are you here?"
After he finished speaking, he sat down in the black leather chair behind the large desk without pausing.
Sheng Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it.
Then he looked up at Mingzhu who was sitting on the sofa.
Mingzhu sat there, her body a little stiff.
A sour and dull pain came from my heart.
Sheng Yuan's attitude now is as if she is an insignificant person.
"You didn't come home yesterday..."
The words of goodwill were spoken haltingly.
Mingzhu is not at all used to bowing her head in front of others.
"I...I'm here to bring you lunch."
Mingzhu walked to the desk cautiously.
I was not very skilled at taking out the food from the thermal box and putting it on the table.
Sheng Yuan paused with his hand holding the cigarette, and looked at Mingzhu's awkward movements for a long time.
Mingzhu's face was still a little stiff, but she forced herself to act well-behaved.
How could her hands, which were so delicate and flawless as to be as white as a scallion, have done all these things, with all the bumps and bruises?
For no reason, a strong feeling of irritability and impatience rose in Sheng Yuan's heart.
The cigarette was fiercely extinguished in an ashtray not far away.
Sheng Yuan curled his lips slightly in a somewhat malicious manner.
The smoke in his mouth was slowly exhaled towards Mingzhu.
"Mingzhu, what do you want to do?"
When Mingzhu heard this, she pursed her lips and tried hard to hold back her tears.
Avoiding Sheng Yuan's gaze, he repeated, "I'll bring you lunch."
Too obvious a summation signal.
But Sheng Yuan just pretended not to see and not to understand.
"Take it back. I've eaten it."
Mingzhu stopped setting the table and looked down at her fingertips which were slightly red from being burned.
Finally, I couldn't hold it back anymore and tears started to fall.
“Tsk.”
Sheng Yuan stood up impatiently and reached out to lift Mingzhu's chin.
Looking at that still beautiful face, I restrained the urge to wipe away my tears.
He pulled out a napkin from the side and threw it to Mingzhu.
"Wipe it off! You're an adult, but you still cry all the time. Did I bully you?"
"I've already had lunch. I'm sorry to have made you come here for nothing."
The Ming family was so prominent in those days.
Unfortunately, Mr. Ming’s only son and daughter-in-law died in a plane crash.
Only the newly born pearl was left.
Old Master Ming had thought about training Mingzhu so that she would be able to take over the Ming family.
It’s a pity that Mingzhu has no talent for business.
She has an extremely innocent and simple personality, but is spoiled and willful.
Mr. Ming naturally couldn't bear to force Mingzhu.
Moreover, even if Mingzhu spent her entire lifetime, she would never be able to squander all the wealth in their family.
So before his death, Mr. Ming transferred all his property into a trust fund.
Mingzhu receives a large sum of money every month, enough for her to live a worry-free life.
Mingzhu looked at Sheng Yuan through her tearful eyes. His expression was cold and he remained indifferent.
I endured it again and again and still didn't lose my temper.
Sheng Yuan thought he would see Mingzhu starting to act up.
After all, Mingzhu used to start making unreasonable demands whenever she was a little unhappy.
Then he needs to keep coaxing and comforting her.
As a result, Sheng Yuan saw that Mingzhu actually wanted to put the food back into the thermal box one by one.
Clumsily packing up the lunch box.
This abnormal obedience made Sheng Yuan even more irritated.
His breath was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.
Sheng Yuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Mingzhu's wrist.
"Okay, just leave it here and go back first."
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