Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 140 Where is your large flat?

After returning to Dongfu Mansion, Yan Liang simply washed up, carried the suitcase he had packed a few days ago to the living room, put the toiletries in the bathroom into a plastic bag, and sorted out the items.

I looked around and realized that I would be leaving this house where I had lived for nearly four months tomorrow. I felt a little reluctant.

She knew from the first day she came in that this was just a temporary stay and that this was not her home. They had agreed to move out the day after tomorrow, but she couldn't stand it any longer.

Since Sheng Boyan and Sheng Shaojun didn't come back, this place was occupied by her and Jiang Xiaomei, mother and son, just like an ownerless house being occupied by bandits.

Jiang Xiaomei stood at the door of her bedroom at some point, watching Yan Liang's every move without saying a word.

"Xiaomei, let's move out tomorrow. The old house is basically packed up, and I've arranged a separate room for Chenchen." Yanliang walked straight to Jiang Xiaomei and looked her straight in the eyes, hoping that she would wake up, "This place has never belonged to us from the beginning to the end."

"Old house? Why do we have to live in an old house?" Jiang Xiaomei exploded. "Yanliang, what do you mean? There is a big flat that we can't live in, and you want us to move to the old house? There is not even a property management office there, it is very unsafe, don't you know?"

Yan Liang's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Are you talking about the one Wang Kaiye gave me? Ha, even if I was invited, I wouldn't go and live there! Besides, the Wang family has gone bankrupt recently, and maybe one day Wang Qinghai will come and make a fuss to go back."

"Just give it to him if he makes a fuss? Hasn't it been transferred to your name?" Jiang Xiaomei's eyes flickered when she heard Wang Qinghai's name. "I remember it was in Mingxiang Book Garden, right? The environment there is very good, but it's a little far from the city."

"I won't live there. That man killed my mother. How can you let me live in the house he gave me?"

"That stuff also belongs to your mother! Why are you so upset?" Jiang Xiaomei's voice became sharp. "If you really dislike it, why not just give it back to Wang Qinghai!"

Yan Liang's eyes turned cold: "Do you want to move to the old house or not? If not, forget it! Go out and find a house yourself!"

Jiang Xiaomei's expression darkened, and she immediately lowered her eyes obediently: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief. She was finally able to accept the reality.

"Are you really getting divorced from President Sheng?" Jiang Xiaomei's voice was filled with dejection.

Yanliang nodded silently.

Jiang Xiaomei turned around and went into the house, muttering softly, "It seems I can't rely on you anymore. You're unreliable."

Yan Liang was stunned, and his chest felt suffocated by her anger.

Early the next morning, Yan Liang said goodbye to Sister Yun.

Sister Yun was shocked: "Madam, why did you divorce the young master?"

Yan Liang curled the corner of his lips lightly, not wanting to say much, only thanking her for taking care of him during this period of time.

Sister Yun almost cried when she saw Jiang Xiaomei carrying Chenchen out, carrying a canvas bag on her back and dragging a suitcase in her hands. She took Chenchen in her arms, kissed his little face, and said distressedly: "Oh, this little cutie is leaving too? I really don't want to let him go! Chenchen, you must come back to see Aunt Yun."

Chenchen didn't quite understand, and he felt tickled by the kiss so he giggled with his little mouth open.

Jiang Xiaomei had tears in her eyes: "Sister Yun, don't worry, as long as you are here, I will bring Chenchen here to play often."

"Oh, okay, you must remember this!"

After saying goodbye to Sister Yun, Jiang Xiaomei got into a taxi, with Chenchen between her and Yanliang.

"Look, even Sister Lian Yun is reluctant to let us go, but you are the only one who is so cold-hearted."

Yan Liang looked out the car window at the trees along the road that were moving backwards, and did not dare to look back.

When Jiang Xiaomei returned to the old house, she found that the security door had been replaced with one made of stainless steel, which was hard and sturdy. Even the windows were equipped with security windows, which made her feel more at ease.

The last time she came here, she felt that although this place was shabby, it was still much better than the factory dormitory she had lived in before. The only flaw was that it was unsafe, but now Yanliang had made up for this shortcoming.

If she had lived here on the first day, she would have been very satisfied, as she finally had a place to stay in this city.

But after living in Dongfu Mansion for four months, she saw what the lives of rich people were like and suddenly she became uneasy and disliked everything about the place.

She and her children had no other place to live, so they could only stay here temporarily.

After this incident, she suddenly realized a fact, that is, no matter what conditions she had enjoyed before, they were all thanks to Yan Liang, even this small house now belonged to Yan Liang. And she herself had nothing.

She thought to herself, how can I get in touch with those sons of wealthy families? Wang Qinghai's face flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but sigh. He had gone bankrupt and was now unable to protect himself.

The one she loves most is still Shao Qianyi. Even if he has no money, he is still the unattainable white moonlight in her heart, a regret that she cannot get in this life.

Alas! Jiang Xiaomei sighed deeply, which scared Chenchen: "Mom, are you unhappy about moving to a new house?"

Yan Liang looked back and saw Jiang Xiaomei's things spread out on the floor, sitting on the sofa in a daze without cleaning up.

She went over and held Chenchen in her arms: "Auntie, can I take you to see your room?"

Chenchen clapped his hands immediately: "Great, great, Chenchen has a room!"

Yan Liang had already decorated the child's room, and bought everything he could think of, and would slowly buy the rest when Jiang Xiaomei needed it. After all, Yan Liang had never taken care of a child, so he didn't know the details.

Chenchen jumped up and down on the walnut bed, very happy, not at all disgusted by the simplicity of the house.

Jiang Xiaomei took a leave of absence to send Chenchen to a new kindergarten.

Yan Liang settled them down and went to work. Before leaving, he told Jiang Xiaomei to call her if she had anything.

After settling down her family, Yan Liang felt more at ease than ever before. She just needed to devote herself to her work.

The days were busy and fulfilling, and Yan Liang had almost no time to think about other things. One day during lunch break, he happened to check the news that Wang Kaiye and Zhan Meiting had been sentenced. Zhan Meiting was undoubtedly sentenced to death, and Wang Kaiye was sentenced to thirteen years.

Yan Liang felt that Wang Kaiye's sentence was too light. Even though he was nearly 70 years old when he was released from prison and could not do anything, she still felt unhappy.

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Sheng Boyan received the result of Wang Kaiye's trial a day earlier. He took out his mobile phone and hesitated for a long time, but he did not muster up the courage to tell Yan Liang.

After the divorce, she moved out quickly. Sister Yun called him to inform him. Although he had known about it for a long time, his heart still sank uncontrollably when he heard it.

In fact, they both lived in Yancheng, and Yanliang still worked in his company, so it was easy for them to meet, but he just didn't know what excuse to use to contact her.

He hoped that she would send him a message first, and checked his phone countless times a day. Every time the message alert sounded, his heart was so excited that it almost jumped out, but every time he looked, it was not her.

He really wanted to hear her voice and thought that Wang Kaiye's matter was the most legitimate excuse, but when he looked up her number, he lost his courage.

I couldn't help but curse myself for being a coward. Just as I was about to put my phone back in my pocket, the phone rang loudly.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the screen. It was Shao Qianmin!