Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 125 You are not destined to be together in this life

Yan Liang fell into a deep sleep, with complicated dreams swaying around, but she couldn't see anything clearly. She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyelids.

The phone beside my pillow buzzed for a while, stopped, and started again, repeating the same cycle several times, without stopping.

Yan Liang fumbled for his cell phone with his eyes closed. His pupils opened a tiny slit, and the name flashing on the screen made Yan Liang open his eyes and wake up suddenly.

"Aunt Sheng." Yan Liang's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up, and his tone was cautious.

There was silence for two seconds before a familiar voice came out: "Yanliang, I'm at the coffee shop on the east side of the community entrance, come out for a moment."

Before Yan Liang could respond, the other party hung up.

She quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom to wash up. While squeezing toothpaste into her mouth, she wondered what Sheng Shaojun wanted to talk to her about at this time.

Why didn't she come in? This was her home, too. After moving out for a month, was she so unfamiliar with it that she didn't want to step into the door?

Chenchen's voice could be heard outside, probably protesting against his mother forcing him to eat certain foods.

Sheng Shaojun is very nice to Chenchen. If he didn’t have something on his mind, he would definitely come in to see Chenchen.

Yan Liang didn't have time to think too much. After washing up quickly, he looked at his pale, bloodless face and swollen eyes in the mirror. When his mind touched his mother, bitterness filled his eyes again.

She shook her head quickly and poured cold water on her face.

Wearing an off-white turtleneck, jeans, and a light brown windbreaker, he hurried out the door. Jiang Xiaomei asked from behind: "Where are you going? Why don't you have breakfast? I'll accompany you?"

As I walked out of the unit door, a cold wind blew in my face. The sky was covered with dense dark clouds without a single gap, and there was already a breath of early winter.

Sheng Shaojun was still dressed elegantly and gracefully. As soon as Yan Liang entered the room, he saw her waving at him and hurriedly walked straight to the corner.

After sitting down, I found that Sheng Shaojun looked much more relaxed than last time. His face was still a little pale, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

What Yan Liang didn't know was that the hint of joy in Sheng Shaojun's eyes came from the news he saw in the morning.

Sheng Boyan didn't tell her that she discovered it herself. The news that Wang Kaiye and his mistress killed his wife made it to the top ten hot searches.

She read them one by one, even the comments, and felt both frightened and happy at the same time.

The pleasure of revenge filled her mind, making her unable to sit still at home, and she wanted to go out and share it with someone. She called Sheng Boyan, and he said he was busy. She immediately understood that her son must be busy taking advantage of the Wang Group.

Could this be the revenge plan her son had mentioned? She had wronged him.

Sheng Shaojun couldn't disturb his son, so he naturally thought of Yan Liang.

In fact, she sympathized with Yan Liang, who was abandoned by his biological father and his mistress when he was young, but fortunately he survived. Not long after she was found, her biological mother was killed by her father and his mistress. What kind of experience is this?

If it were her, she would go crazy, just like she went crazy back then.

So she thought that everything that Yanliang encountered was retribution for the crimes committed by the father and son of the Wang family, and it was just a reflection of her, because she had Wang Kaiye's blood in her body.

Sheng Shaojun felt that it was her responsibility to make things clear to Yan Liang and ask her to leave her son.

Sheng Boyan likes Yan Liang and can't speak out, so let her be the evil person. Even if her son blames her, she doesn't care.

The moment she saw Yan Liang, she forced herself to suppress the little bit of pity that welled up in her heart, and looked at Yan Liang as if she was looking at a stranger, without the gentleness of the past.

Yan Liang felt a chill down his spine when he was looked at by her, and he called her "Auntie Sheng" politely in a low voice.

Sheng Shaojun was quite satisfied with Yan Liang's understanding. She called her "Aunt Sheng" instead of "Mom". The latter name would give her nightmares at night.

She nodded slightly, motioning Yan Liang to sit down, and before even waiting for Yan Liang to order coffee, she said, "I know about your family's affairs."

The cold tone made Yan Liang, who was sitting opposite her, shudder. He looked up at her, waiting for the next words.

"I know you are innocent and pitiful." Sheng Shaojun lowered his eyes and stroked the wall of the coffee cup with his fingers. "But I have to ask you to divorce my son as soon as possible!"

It was not unexpected. Yan Liang had known Sheng Shaojun's feelings for a long time, but when he heard her say it herself, Yan Liang still felt suffocated, and his heart, which had been numb with pain, began to ache again.

"Ayan should have told you about the grudge between our two families. Every time I see you, I will think of my husband and daughter who died tragically." Sheng Shaojun took a deep breath and forced back the tears in his eyes. "Although all this has nothing to do with you, your last name is 'Wang'! You have Wang Kaiye's blood in you. I will never allow you to give birth to Ayan's child, understand?"

Yan Liang's throat choked, he nodded, raised his eyebrows, looked at Sheng Shaojun tenderly with his clear eyes, and smiled suddenly: "Aunt Sheng, actually you don't have to worry so much. Didn't Sheng Boyan tell you that my marriage with him is fake? Although we got the marriage certificate, we actually got what we wanted, and we are not husband and wife in reality."

"I'm sorry. I apologize for all the things I've done to deceive you." Yan Liang stood up and bowed to her solemnly, "Including the fact that I concealed the fact that I could talk, and my fake marriage with Sheng Boyan."

Sheng Shaojun opened his mouth in surprise, looking at Yan Liang's calm, almost transparent white face in disbelief, and suddenly realized that all this was just his son's wishful thinking.

Sheng Boyan didn't know what method he used to coax Yan Liang into getting married with him. He must have hoped that they would fall in love with each other over time and that Yan Liang would truly fall in love with him and accept him.

Sheng Shaojun's heart shrank in pain. His poor son behaved so humbly and cautiously in front of Yan Liang, but now he had to extinguish his hope with his own hands.

She was prepared to be resented by her son in an instant, and her eyes became cold again: "That's the best, this way the divorce won't hurt you. It's a pity that you two are not destined to be together in this life."

Yan Liang said goodbye coldly, and Sheng Shaojun added: "Do it as soon as possible. Don't drag Ah Yan down in the current situation of your family."

Yanliang left the coffee shop. Within five minutes, the weather outside had become even more cloudy, and the wind was whistling loudly, as if it was going to snow.

She had known that this marriage would end sooner or later, but she had never expected it to end at this time and in this way.

She couldn't tell what the appropriate approach was.

But at this moment, my heart was filled with discomfort, and a feeling of bitterness and grievance arose in my heart.

Maybe she was just a little scared. She had just lost her mother and then Sheng Boyan. She didn't even have a warm and safe place to live.

No, she was afraid that if she left Sheng Boyan, she would be truly isolated and helpless, as if she were thrown into an orphanage again. This must have been how she felt when she was still a baby.

She hesitated in the cold wind, and suddenly her scalp hurt. Someone grabbed her hair and pulled it back violently, cursing, "I'll beat you to death, you little bitch!"