Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 26 Regret

When Aunt Sheng was discharged from the hospital, Yan Liang and Sheng Boyan went to pick her up. Only after seeing the medical form did Yan Liang know that Aunt Sheng's name was Sheng Shaojun.

Is Sheng Boyan’s father’s surname also Sheng?

Suddenly remembering that Shen Jianxi once said he was Shen Jianbei, Yan Liang's heart began to beat fast. Could they really be brothers?

But I only heard that Shen Jianxi and Shen Jiannan were cousins, and I didn't hear that there were other relatives in the family.

Sheng Shaojun liked Yan Liang very much and insisted on taking Yan Liang to see the house where she lived.

Since her mother passed away, Yanliang felt the love and care from a female elder for the first time, and her heart felt like melted ice cream.

She quickly raised her head and held back her tears.

The community where Sheng Shaojun lives is also considered a high-end community, but it is not as good as Dongfu Mansion.

There was only a nanny at home, and Sheng Boyan's father was not there.

Yan Liang was tactful and didn't ask any more questions. The marriage was fake and she had to respect Sheng Boyan's privacy.

The food cooked by the nanny was delicious. Sheng Shaojun kept picking up food for Yan Liang and even handed her the spoon himself, as if he was afraid that Yan Liang would not be full.

Sheng Boyan looked at them without saying a word, his usually cold eyes now tinged with a warm color.

Sheng Shaojun nags, "Ayan, you're already married, so you should treat Yanliang well in the future and don't let her suffer any grievances. Wait for two years and have a child, and I'll show you! With a child, the house will feel like a home, and I'll have something to look forward to."

Sheng Boyan hurriedly agreed, but seeing that she was getting more and more sad, he changed the subject and talked about something else.

When Yan Liang heard her talking about the child, his face turned red, he buried his head in eating, pretending that he heard nothing.

She felt Sheng Boyan's gaze lingering on her from time to time, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Until this point, Yan Liang didn't quite understand the necessity of Sheng Boyan's fake marriage to her.

Sheng Shaojun seemed to have a good temper and had no intention of forcing him.

After dinner, Sheng Boyan persuaded Sheng Shaojun to take a nap and took Yan Liang to a bedroom on the west side.

After entering the room, Yan Liang saw that the room was arranged like a girl's room.

Both the furniture and the curtains are in pink tones.

There is a photo frame hanging on the wall. It shows a girl in a cherry pink dress, with her youthful face raised and her smile sweetly and happily.

Yan Liang stared at the photo for a while, then looked at Sheng Boyan suspiciously, wanting to ask who she was?

Sheng Boyan's dark eyes were filled with tears, and there was also a kind of tenderness and care.

"She is Xiaoping, my sister." Sheng Boyan's magnetic and mellow voice was slightly choked.

Yan Liang felt something was wrong and heard Sheng Boyan continue to say: "She died. She jumped off the building after being bullied by a scumbag. My father also fell down to save her. My mother was greatly traumatized and has only recovered in the past two years."

From Sheng Boyan's seemingly calm tone, Yan Liang heard the bottomless sadness and long-suppressed pain.

She suddenly understood that Sheng Boyan hoped that Sheng Shaojun would forget the past that he couldn't bear to look back on, see the future full of vitality, and live happily.

His marriage brought hope to Sheng Shaojun.

Yan Liang thought of Sheng Shaojun's attitude towards her and the child he mentioned at the dinner table. All of this was the blueprint that Sheng Boyan had drawn for his mother.

Yan Liang's heart was in her throat. She was terribly afraid that if one day Sheng Shaojun knew that all this was fake, he would be so disappointed and sad, and her sin would be so great.

"Don't have any psychological burden, just live your life well." Sheng Boyan can always understand what Yan Liang is thinking and comfort her in time.

Yan Liang found it unbelievable and felt sorry for Sheng Shaojun who lost her beloved daughter and husband all of a sudden. Most people could not bear such a blow.

So I suggested that she move to Dongfu Mansion, where there are many people and a child, so she won't be too lonely. When people are lonely, they will have wild thoughts.

Sheng Boyan asked: "Don't you find it troublesome?"

Yan Liang said: "Why would it be troublesome? I am willing to live with my aunt."

But she soon regretted it.

Because Sheng Shaojun moving in means Sheng Boyan will also move in, and they must behave like a real couple in front of Sheng Shaojun and live in the same room!

Yan Liang just walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and was so shocked that his body went numb!

Sheng Boyan was wearing comfortable home clothes, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking calm and composed, holding a book in his hands.

Just now, he was listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and the rows of characters on the book became blurred in front of his eyes and he couldn't read them at all.

He tried hard to draw his attention back, but his whole mind was uncontrollably focused on the stained glass door. The vaguely swaying figure made him feel hot all over, and he wanted to run away immediately.

But thinking of his mother standing outside like a door god, he forced himself to suppress his impulse.

The sound of the bathroom door opening was like thunder in his ears. It made his whole body stiff. He couldn't even move a finger, let alone look at the girl.

"You, why are you here?!" Yan Liang poked him and made a sign language.

He shuddered, as if he had been caught doing something bad and was embarrassed: "Mom, Mom let me in..."

Yanliang rolled his eyes. Such a grown man, obeying his mother like a little boy?

I immediately thought that they are now husband and wife in public, so it is natural for them to have sex.

He glanced guiltily at the two-and-a-half-meter-long bed, imagining two people lying on it, and his cheeks immediately became hot.

What should I do? Yan Liang regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Isn't this just digging a hole for himself?

Her mind was racing, thinking that after Sheng Shaojun fell asleep, she would quietly sneak to the study to sleep, or make a bed on the floor for Sheng Boyan?

This is someone else's house. If you want to sleep on the floor, you should sleep on it yourself, right?

Sheng Boyan's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty: "I, I'll go to the study later..."

Yanliang's tense nerves relaxed a little. He was considered sensible.

When she suggested that Sheng Shaojun come back to live with them, he once asked her if she felt it was troublesome. He wondered if he had thought of the current scene at that time but deliberately did not say it clearly. It was she who took the initiative to bring him, the wolf, in.

If Yan Liang looked closely, he would find that Sheng Boyan's ears and neck had turned red.

He held his breath and focused on Yan Liang's movements, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.

When Yan Liang proposed to live with his mother, he secretly rejoiced, but was afraid that Yan Liang would regret it, so he reminded him implicitly. As expected, Yan Liang, the little fool, didn't think of anything else, so his secret plan succeeded.

But when he was really face to face with Yan Liang, he was so nervous that his throat tightened and his mind went blank.

He forced himself to remain calm and picked up a book as a prop to cover up his helplessness.

Before entering the room, he gripped and released the doorknob several times before closing his eyes and putting more strength in his hand, as if the knob required a thousand pounds of strength to turn.

Sheng Boyan looked at Yan Liang quietly. The halo of the ceiling light cast a pink light and shadow on Yan Liang's body. Her white neck had a graceful curve, like a beautiful white swan. The neckline of her pajamas was very low, and her delicate collarbone was faintly visible, giving people endless reverie.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly that would spread its wings and fly away in the next second. Her timid expression revealed a stubborn resistance, which gave rise to a different kind of charm.

Ambiguity permeated the thin air, Sheng Boyan's breathing stopped for a moment, and all the blood in his body rushed to a certain part of his body.

He felt like a century had passed, his face and heart were hot, and he broke the awkwardness with a light cough.

"I, I'll go to the study..." His voice was hoarse and magnetic, like the murmur of someone who had just woken up, and Yan Liang's pretty face was immediately filled with a glow.

The deep red invaded his eyes, sparking a blazing flame.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his restless emotions, and slowly stood up: "Go to bed early."

It felt like he was stepping on cotton, and Sheng Boyan didn't know how he walked out of the room. The moment the door closed, he felt like a prisoner who had been released after serving his sentence, and the air in his lungs was free.