Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 163 She Just Wants a Home

Jiang Xiaomei endured the pain and hesitated on the side of the road, watching the rolling traffic and the noisy crowds. She looked up at the tall buildings towering into the sky and felt as small as an ant.

But this ant hopes to build a nest that is completely its own in this prosperous city, and even hopes that the nest is magnificent enough.

She became more and more jealous of Yanliang. The emotion that had taken root since she was a child had now become a flood.

Why is she always so lucky to meet so many outstanding men who love her and care for her? Even the scumbag Shen Jianxi, although he could not give her marriage, never treated Yanliang unfairly financially.

What's more, Yan Liang actually picked on Sheng Boyan, who was always obedient to her, and insisted on divorcing him.

Oh, really! Jiang Xiaomei's right lip corner pulled out an evil arc.

When she opened the door, she was surprised to find Yan Liang was at home. Then Jiang Xiaomei remembered that today was the weekend.

The bedroom door was closed. Jiang Xiaomei saw Yanliang's mid-calf leather cotton shoes placed at the entrance, and the bag she carried to work was hung on the hanger. She was probably busy embroidering that dress.

"Xiaomei?" Yan Liang opened the door after hearing the noise, and found bruises on Jiang Xiaomei's face. His eyes tightened, and he walked quickly to her side, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Yan Liang reached out to lift her long hair to check her injuries, but was blocked by Jiang Xiaomei.

"It's okay." Jiang Xiaomei stared at Yan Liang with deep eyes and looked around, "Where's Chenchen?"

"I asked the nanny to take him out to play this morning," Yan Liang glanced at Jiang Xiaomei suspiciously, "Why did you stay out all night? Didn't you take care of your child? If working in a nightclub is unsafe, then don't do it."

Jiang Xiaomei smiled suddenly, pulling the wound at the corner of her lip, and she hissed in pain: "If you really care about me, go and plead with President Sheng to let Wang Qinghai go. I told you about what happened last time. He just wanted to discuss with you to get back some of Wang's shares, and he didn't want to hurt you."

Yan Liang's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this, his eyes sharp: "Don't you know whether the injury hurt me or not? What kind of magic potion did he feed you that you had to speak for him! Did he do these injuries?"

Jiang Xiaomei dodged Yan Liang's gaze and said stubbornly, "Anyway, you didn't lose anything, and Mr. Sheng went too far. What's wrong with Wang Qinghai using any means to get it back? If Mr. Sheng hadn't forced him into a corner first, he wouldn't have done anything to you, right?"

Yan Liangqi's face flushed red, and he pointed at her with a trembling finger: "How dare you say such a confusing thing? Do you expect Wang Qinghai to marry you? Dream on, I don't believe you can't see what kind of person he is!"

Jiang Xiaomei smiled bitterly to herself. Of course she knew it, but Wang Qinghai promised her that if she helped to get Wang’s shares back, he would give her two million, and then they would be even.

Two million is a chance for her to turn her life around!

She could buy a small house and live with Chenchen. She could use the remaining money to start a small business, so that she would no longer have to rely on Yanliang to survive. Maybe the business could slowly grow. After all, she was young and beautiful, and during the time she was testing the waters with Rouqing, she saw how much benefit she could get from dealing with men.

This was Jiang Xiaomei's plan. Although Wang Qinghai had a weak spot in her, she could still escape if she wanted to. But she was unwilling to do so. After seeing the luxurious city life, she could no longer return to live in a pigeon-cage-like house in a small town, nor could she return to work in a matchbox-like workshop and receive a pitiful salary every month.

"Yanliang, can't you help me?" Jiang Xiaomei begged with her eyes, her tone extremely humble, "You know it's hard for me to live with Chenchen. As a mother, I hope to give my son the best living and education conditions. But I don't have any other skills, only this young and beautiful appearance."

"You don't have children, so you can't understand my feelings at all. There are many people in this world who make money by relying on their appearance, so why do you show contempt and disdain for me. If you didn't have the help of President Sheng and Shen Jianxi, could you have lived so well?" There was a burning flame hidden in the depths of Jiang Xiaomei's eyes.

"If there is no strong man to protect you, a woman's beauty is a sin. Can you protect yourself?"

Yan Liang was stunned and speechless.

"I'm not as lucky as you, and I don't plan to marry Wang Qinghai. I just want to get some money, so I can take Chenchen away and stop dragging you down, okay?" Jiang Xiaomei pulled Yan Liang's sweater sleeve with her hand and begged, "As long as you beg Mr. Sheng to stop making things difficult for Wang Qinghai and give him some shares so that he can make a living, he won't bother you anymore, really!"

"I'm sorry, I can't do it!" Yan Liang broke away from her coldly, gathered his sleeves, and his eyes were cold. "There are some grievances between President Sheng and Wang Qinghai that cannot be told to outsiders. They can't be resolved by my pleading. I advise you not to get close to Wang Qinghai anymore. Don't expect him to give you anything. He can't even protect himself!"

"We are sisters. I can help you raise Chenchen and won't let Chenchen suffer any grievances." Yan Liang softened his voice and looked at Jiang Xiaomei with some pity, "Don't be so stubborn!"

Jiang Xiaomei's eyes were filled with disappointment, and she smiled indifferently: "Okay, then you should be careful. A desperate dog will do anything."

Yan Liang broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this.

She couldn't understand Jiang Xiaomei. She was clearly being tortured by Wang Qinghai, but why didn't she want to escape from him and even plead for him? Did she really think that Wang Qinghai would fulfill his promise?

Jiang Xiaomei's words did serve as a warning to her, and she had to be more careful when going out.

When I returned to the bedroom and was about to start embroidering again, I noticed a caller ID on my phone. It was Shao Qianyi calling.

We haven't contacted each other for a long time. I guess he is very busy with work.

It has become a habit for Yan Liang not to call him proactively, because he doesn't know what he is doing and is afraid of delaying him if he has any important actions.

"Senior," Yan Liang called him back, "I didn't hear the phone ringing just now."

"Yan Liang, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as your divorce?" Shao Qianyi's strong and steady voice came through the microphone and rang in Yan Liang's ears.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Liang swept away the depression just now, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Senior, actually, we are not divorced."

"What? Are you saying that my information is wrong?" Shao Qianyi on the other side raised his voice exaggeratedly.

Yan Liang didn't know how to explain to him the complicated emotional entanglement between her and Sheng Boyan, nor did she know how to explain the grudge between Sheng Boyan and the Wang family. She pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Well, luckily I asked you in advance, otherwise I almost punched Sheng Boyan, hahaha!" Shao Qianyi said jokingly, "Yanliang, if you have something to hide, I won't ask any more questions, but you have to remember, if Sheng Boyan dares to bully you, tell me, I won't let him off!"

"Okay!" Yan Liang raised the corners of his lips like a bird spreading its wings to fly, "Senior, don't worry."

What Yan Liang didn't know was that Shao Qianmin, who was standing next to Shao Qianyi, suddenly changed his expression.