Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 132 First Date

The day after the funeral, Yan Liang returned to the company. It felt like a lifetime ago, and there was a sense of strangeness.

He Xiaoyun shouted in surprise: "Sister Yan!"

The other two employees in the office also looked up and greeted him.

Yan Liang felt very sorry. He had been busy with his own things for such a long time. The company was all supported by them, and with the live broadcast, the fans were almost gone.

When I walked in just now, I heard someone quietly making fun of him: "You rely on your backers to slack off on your work! You think you're a great designer just because you won an award. Haha, you really know how to put on airs!"

"Didn't you watch the news? Her mother was killed by her father's mistress, and she's been busy with the lawsuit these days!"

"What bad luck! Her adoptive mother died in a car accident, and her biological mother was killed. Is she a disaster-bringer? She only brings bad luck to those who get close to her. Let's stay away from her!"

"It would be best if she were to be assigned separately. Director Han will lead us to do the work, so that she won't get the credit without doing any work!"

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Yan Liang felt a dull pain in his chest after hearing those hurtful words. Perhaps he was used to enduring it for a long time. Besides, what was the point in quarreling with these colleagues? So he simply continued to play deaf and dumb.

He Xiaoyun saw that she was dressed in black, which made her face look even paler and thinner. She looked at her with sympathy in her eyes, "Sister Yan, don't pay attention to those people outside. Wait until we make some achievements, and they will be so jealous!"

Yan Liang did not continue the topic, but directly asked about the live broadcast situation and apologized for his slackness during this period: "I will devote myself to my work in the future and make up for the losses in the early stage!"

He Xiaoyun and other colleagues smiled relievedly. They had been really depressed these days. In the absence of the department leader, they were like headless flies, not knowing where to fly. They felt marginalized by the company and would soon be kicked out.

With Yan Liang's return, they now have a backbone. Regardless of whether they can achieve results or not, at least they will no longer be idle.

Han Jinghua heard that Yan Liang had gone to work, so she came over to say hello near lunch time.

"Yanliang, have you finished your family affairs? You can rest for a while. It's okay. You don't have any urgent work here anyway." Han Jinghua's eyes seemed to wander around Yanliang unintentionally, with a look of pity, "Alas, you are so pitiful. How could you encounter such a thing?"

Yan Liang said calmly: "Thank you Director Han for your concern, I'm fine now."

"Let's have lunch together," Han Jinghua invited enthusiastically. "I haven't seen you for a long time. I feel really bad that you didn't inform us about Mrs. Wang's funeral."

"Don't be so polite. I still have a lot of things to do. I've wasted so much time, I need to hurry up and finish the work." Yan Liang turned his head indifferently and continued working on the design draft in his hand.

She really hated this kind of hypocritical social interaction. Han Jinghua obviously had a grudge against her now, so why should she act as harmonious as before?

She understood that this was a social skill, but she was too lazy to deal with it. Moreover, she was exhausted and wanted to hide from everyone.

Everyone deals with sadness differently. Some people like to cry and talk about it in front of others to vent their pain. Some people like to hide quietly in a corner and lick their wounds alone until they are healed. She is even afraid of being asked about it or discussing it with others.

Yanliang belongs to the latter category.

She had no interest in competing in the workplace, and she also understood the sense of crisis that Han Jinghua felt as he reached middle age with a family to support him.

But for the long-term development of Xiyan Company and for her love of fashion design, she insisted on her own point of view and was unwilling to follow the old system and get by.

This can be considered as another way of repaying Sheng Boyan.

Only she knew that this company actually belonged to Sheng Boyan.

Seeing Yan Liang's refusal, Han Jinghua no longer insisted and only curled the corners of her mouth slightly before leaving.

During lunch break, Yan Liang habitually glanced at the messages on her phone and realized that Shang Zixuan would never invite her to dinner again, and her heart ached.

He Xiaoyun handed over a cup of steaming latte. Yan Liang took a sip. The hot and bitter liquid flowed down his throat and warmed his frozen heart.

They didn't go out to eat, so He Xiaoyun ordered takeout lunch.

The working hours passed quickly and fulfillingly, and soon it was time to get off work.

Yan Liang swiped open his phone and opened Sheng Boyan's chat box. After hesitating for a long time, he typed, "Are you free tonight? I want to invite you out for dinner."

Sheng Boyan, who was so busy that he was dizzy, glanced at the message. His deep eyes seemed to be sprinkled with broken diamonds, jumping with the light of joy: "Yes, wait for me, I will pick you up after get off work."

After receiving Yan Liang's response, Sheng Boyan's eyes were still fixed on the phone screen, not moving away for a long time, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a big arc.

Xie Yi stared at him like a monster for a minute, and couldn't stand it anymore, so he patted his shoulder and said, "What are you looking at so intently? Did you receive an invitation from your sweetheart?"

Sheng Boyan immediately hung up his phone and glanced at Xie Yi warily: "How did you know?"

Xie Yi's eyes immediately lit up with gossip: "Really? Yan Liang is dating you? Hey, you did a big thing without saying anything, when did you get it? Tell me, how did you get her?"

Sheng Boyan pushed him away with disdain: "What do you mean by done? That's really a harsh way to put it! You, a playboy who has walked through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf on him, can't understand it!"

"Haha, yes, I can't understand your pure love." Xie Yi squinted at him mischievously, "In my dictionary, treating each other with respect means having no feelings at all, you better be careful or you'll end up with nothing!"

"You have a bad mouth!" Sheng Boyan didn't care at all. He continued to curl the corners of his lips and looked at the words sent by Yan Liang tirelessly, as if he could stare a flower out of it.

"Okay, you're being distracted here too. Go on your date and leave the rest of the work to me." Xie Yi drove him away impatiently.

Sheng Boyan didn't hesitate, he stood up, took the windbreaker hanging on the back of the chair, and walked out without looking back.

Xie Yi looked at his back and smiled bitterly: "I hope you can get the beauty, buddy."

Sheng Boyan picked up Yan Liang and asked her what she wanted to eat, but Yan Liang was not picky about anything.

So the car turned several turns and arrived at a small alley, and Sheng Boyan took her into a small noodle restaurant.

This restaurant seems to have been open for some years. Although it is located in a remote area, there are quite a few diners. There is not a single empty seat at the dining table, and those who are late have to wait.

When they arrived, there was a vacant table. Sheng Boyan quickly walked over to take it, fearing that someone else would grab it first.

Yan Liang found his behavior a little funny. Who could have thought that the busy CEO would rush to grab a seat just to eat a bowl of noodles.

"You don't know, but the meatball noodles here are delicious. The noodles are thicker than ordinary thick noodles. The broth is made from boiled chicken and duck meat soup, which is very delicious. The sweet garlic as a side dish is really amazing, and there are also unique thinly sliced ​​meatballs. You should try it, you will definitely like it." Sheng Boyan said with relish.

Yanliang was curious, how to eat noodles that are thicker than thick noodles? Isn't it just a noodle stick?

"Do you come here to eat often?" Yan Liang imitated Sheng Boyan and tore open the outer packaging of a pair of disposable chopsticks.

"I often went there when I was a kid." Sheng Boyan's voice was filled with nostalgia and emotion for the past. "This store has been open for nearly 20 years."

Yan Liang stared at Sheng Boyan's facial features softened by the light and shadow through the warm yellow light. He was hesitant for a moment and really couldn't bear to break his good memories of this store.