Chapter 5 What is Forever
Yang Tian's smile froze on her face, and her fingertips unconsciously pinched into her palms.
She forced herself to maintain her dignity and said softly, "Okay...Mr. Sheng."
"You can leave now."
After Sheng Yuan picked up the phone, his eyes remained on the screen, and he didn't even glance at her.
"Xiao Cheng will take you back."
Yang Tian nodded, stood up, and bowed to Sheng Yuan, but her expression couldn't be seen because she was looking down.
"See you next time, Mr. Sheng."
"Don't come here if you don't have anything to do."
Sheng Yuan spoke in a flat tone, lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, without even looking at her.
There was a flicker of resentment in Yang Tian's eyes, and her slender fingers clenched the hem of her skirt.
Everything was normal before Mingzhu appeared.
Mr. Sheng would care about her studies and patiently listen to her talk about her daily life.
He even asked his driver to pick her up to visit the company.
She was unwilling to accept it.
Funded by Sheng Group.
She was admitted to a university in Beijing from a remote mountain village where boys were valued more than girls.
Only then did I realize the prosperity of the city and the charm of money.
She understands the importance of opportunity better than anyone.
Sheng Yuan is the most perfect man she has ever seen, like a ray of light that illuminates her gloomy life.
In her heart, Sheng Yuan is no less than a savior.
She really couldn't accept that Mingzhu clearly had her savior but didn't cherish him.
When she was still in the small mountain village, she knew that she was very beautiful.
Otherwise, he would not have received funding from Sheng Yuan just by relying on a photo.
Just after seeing Mingzhu.
The feeling of jealousy and envy could no longer be suppressed.
It was very easy to find Mingzhu and Shengyuan’s basic information in Jingshi.
In the early years, the lavish wedding of a couple with a twelve-year age gap was widely reported by the media.
Countless people envy her.
Countless people send blessings.
A match made in heaven.
Mingzhu is so lucky.
So good that it made her jealous.
She is obviously just a woman who is almost fifty years old.
But still so beautiful and elegant.
Her whole body exudes a good temperament built up by money, her skin is delicate and there is not even a trace of fine lines.
Her mother is only in her fifties.
But he had already become obese, with wrinkles all over his face and a hunched body.
She doesn't want to live like her mother.
I don’t want to lose everything I have now.
Yang Tian is very smart.
Otherwise, he would not be able to get into a university in Beijing from a small mountain village with backward education.
She also knows how to judge the situation very well.
"I understand, Mr. Sheng."
Yang Tian's voice was sweet and soft, and she turned and left obediently.
The moment the office door closed.
Sheng Yuan called home.
"Auntie Liu," he rubbed his temples before speaking.
"When Madam comes back, remember to apply medicine on her wrist."
"Is the Madam injured?" Aunt Liu asked subconsciously, then quickly stopped talking.
These matters are not her business.
She has taken care of Mingzhu for so long.
I know that although Mingzhu is spoiled and willful, she is not a bad person.
She is not a cold-blooded person, and subconscious concern is inevitable.
"Okay, sir, I'll go get the medicine box ready."
I heard Aunt Liu's casual words of concern.
It is difficult for Sheng Yuan to describe his current mood.
Mingzhu is a person who is very afraid of pain and cannot stand being wronged, but she didn't shed a single tear just now.
Whether before or after marriage.
When the two people are deeply in love.
He had said that he would never let Mingzhu shed a tear again.
He didn't mean to hurt Mingzhu.
But I was already out of control when I was angry.
In addition, Mingzhu's skin is delicate, so the marks left behind inevitably appear a bit serious.
"I'm injured."
Sheng Yuan thought back to the slender wrist he had just grasped in his hand.
"You should pay more attention to her diet recently."
Too thin.
Aunt Liu responded repeatedly.
Sheng Yuan started to care about Mingzhu again, and she was happy for Mingzhu.
But she was a chatterbox and couldn't help but start giving instructions again.
"Sir, you should go home more often."
In the past two years, Sheng Yuan has been staying out all night more and more frequently.
Although Mingzhu never said it, it always seemed lonely at home with only the two of them.
"Um."
Sheng Yuan responded indifferently and hung up the phone.
Sheng Yuan took out another cigarette from the box, lit it, and took a deep puff.
Even after the pungent smell of smoke exploded in my mouth, the annoyance in my heart could not be relieved.
Sheng Yuan didn't know what he was thinking.
Ten years ago, he thought he loved Mingzhu so much that he could accept everything about her.
At least at that moment he felt that it was forever.
Sheng Yuan opened the drawer.
A divorce agreement that had been prepared long ago lay quietly inside.
Mingzhu got in the car and gave the order directly.
"Go to Shanghai."
"Yes, ma'am."
The driver didn't ask why, but subconsciously picked up the phone to report to Sheng Yuan.
"Don't tell Sheng Yuan."
Mingzhu stopped the driver's action.
"But..."
The driver didn't know what to do.
After all, he depends on Sheng Yuan for his livelihood.
Beijing and Shanghai are nearly a thousand miles apart.
Going so far away.
He must report to Mr. Sheng first.
And what if something happens to the lady.
He simply cannot bear this responsibility.
But he couldn't help but listen to Mingzhu's words.
Mingzhu doesn't care about that.
"drive."
The driver put down his phone and nodded helplessly.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot.
Watching the city outside the car window rapidly receding.
Mingzhu snorted coldly.
Damn Sheng Yuan, she’s going home.
As night fell, Aunt Liu paced back and forth in the living room.
When the clock strikes nine.
She called Sheng Yuan.
"Hello, sir, the lady hasn't come home yet..."
Mingzhu is used to going to bed early.
I go to bed around eight o'clock every day.
It's impossible that he's not home so late.
When Sheng Yuan received the call, he had just come out of a friend's club.
As with every other time, everyone who came brought a different female companion.
But the same thing is that they are all very young and beautiful girls.
When men are out, they just eat, drink and have fun with women, especially the rich ones.
This seems to have become an established rule long ago.
He was the only one who came out just to drink.
Although no one dared to say anything to his face, secret teasing was inevitable.
Drinking alone is not fun.
Even though I still don't want to go back to that boring home.
But Sheng Yuan inexplicably thought of Mingzhu, and naturally thought of the bruises on her hands.
Forget it, let’s go home and take a look.
Sheng Yuan had just gotten into the car when he received a call from Aunt Liu and listened to her finish her words.
Sheng Yuan didn't answer, hung up the phone silently, and dialed another number again.
"Hey, Special Assistant Wang, check for me!!! Where is Mingzhu now!!!"
His anger reached its peak almost the moment he heard Mingzhu had not returned home so late.
The cell phone was thrown hard onto the empty space in front of the car seat, making a dull sound.
Sheng Yuan thought back to when he and Mingzhu had just gotten married.
At that time they were still in Shanghai, which was the territory of the Ming family.
Even though Mingzhu was 32 years old, she was already married to him.
There is still an endless stream of people coveting her.
No one takes him seriously.
The pearl is too dazzling, too famous, and too beautiful.
Her friends took her away.
The excuse was to give her a bachelorette party to celebrate her last days of being single.
I played all day and didn't even have time to call him.
It was already the next day when he found Mingzhu.
The many men and women at the party were tired from playing.
He just casually fell asleep on the carpet.
Mingzhu slept obediently in the man's arms.
And that man was reluctant to adjust even if he felt uncomfortable.
Sheng Yuan silently looked at the man who had already woken up.
The jealousy burned wildly in my chest like a raging fire.
It was almost devouring his reason and upbringing, and the surging possessiveness was running rampant in his veins.
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