Liang Mufeng put the sleeping souvenir on the bed, covered her with a quilt carefully, and looked at her deeply for a few times before turning around with relief, "Thank you for caring so much about my wife. You have worked hard these days."
"Jiu Jiu and I are friends, so we should care about her." Mai Ziming said with a smile, then suddenly frowned and asked after hesitation, "Mr. Liang, I have something I don't know about, why don't I ask you?"
Liang Mufeng hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's talk outside."
The two men walked outside the ward, and Tang Xia was watching inside.
In the corridor, Mai Ziming faced Liang Mufeng and asked, "Actually, I wanted to ask this question when I met Mr. Liang for the second time. I think Mr. Liang should have guessed it."
Liang Mufeng narrowed her eyes and raised her lips, "Haha, the second time? You mean we met for the first time at the ceramics exhibition in the United States a year ago?"
Mai Ziming gave him an appreciative look in return, "Mr. Liang is indeed a businessman, and I deeply admire his photographic memory."
Liang Mufeng pursed her lips and did not feel honored. Instead, she asked him sharply, "What did Mr. Mai want to say?"
"How could a businessman who has always only focused on venture capital be interested in ceramic art? This is something I have always been curious about. And the lady who was with you that time, if I guessed correctly, was Mr. Liang's mother.
, then, when you and Niannian got married, your mother did not attend the ceremony. It is rare for elders to be absent from wedding events, no matter how good the reason is."
Liang Mufeng's dark expression darkened, and she slowly turned around and said, "I don't quite understand what Mr. Mai means."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. There is one more thing. If Mr. Liang is really interested in ceramic art, he will know that the piece of 'Concern' that you bought at a high price at the auction house five months ago was later given to Uncle Ji.
Do you know who donated that Kangxi collection?"
"How would I know?" Liang Mufeng secretly lowered her eyelids.
Mai Ziming smiled and said, "Since Mr. Liang said he didn't know, he just didn't know. In fact, I don't know what happened in the middle, but I have known each other for such a long time. No matter what others did, it was a misunderstanding or resentment.
No matter what, she is a woman worthy of your love and treatment, do you love her?"
"She is my wife, of course I will treat her well." Liang Mufeng spoke very tactfully, neither evasive nor explicit.
"As long as you say this, I feel relieved. I believe that the commemorative vision is correct. I have something to do and I will leave first." Mai Ziming knew that some words were just to the point and there was no need to say them too clearly.
There was a kind of complicated emotions rolling in Liang Mufeng's dark eyes, and her tight thin lips moved slightly, but she never said anything else.
*To commemorate this sleep, he slept very deeply again. Liang Mufeng stayed in the hospital all night. At dawn, Wen Lan and Ji Mingsheng came to wake him up, "Mu Feng, you are tired. You go back and have a rest first. Here
Your dad and I will watch, don't rush too much."
Liang Mufeng pinched the painful eyebrows and glanced at the memory again. The phone on his body rang. He held the phone and walked to the side to answer it. After a while, he came over again and said, "Dad, Mom, Nian Nian is left to you.
I’ll go back to the company first and come back later.”
Wen Lan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go."
"Mu Feng."
Ji Mingsheng suddenly stopped him as he walked to the door, turned around and asked, "What's the matter, Dad?"
Ji Mingsheng hesitated for a moment, "It's okay, just do your work first and talk about it later."
Liang Mufeng paused and said, "Okay."
Back at Huayi, Liang Mufeng went into the lounge to take a shower and change some clothes. He was about to go to the conference room for a meeting when he met a strange man in the elevator.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Sir, I... I'm a worker here. I accidentally did something wrong this morning. The manager said he would fire me. I don't want to be fired. I still have a wife and son at home that I have to support. What will happen if I lose my job? I heard
The boss is on the top floor. I want to go to the boss to plead for mercy. Sir, please help me, help me!"
The middle-aged man looked miserable and smelled of paint. Liang Mufeng frowned deeply and said, "Is it you?"
The middle-aged man looked at him strangely, "Sir, do you know me?"
"You were the one who splashed paint all over me that night. Which department is your manager from?"
The man thought of him as soon as he saw it, and said nervously, "Yes, sir, I was really embarrassed that day. I didn't mean it. Please help me because I really want to do this job well! Please help me!"
Please, please!”
Liang Mufeng had been running between the company and the hospital recently because of the commemoration. She didn't think much about it and said with a headache, "Okay, go to the Human Resources Department to get your salary. You don't have to come tomorrow."
When the elevator reached the floor, he walked out and ignored the middle-aged man.
The man was completely dumbfounded and watched the elevator close in despair, his eyes suddenly showing a sinister light.
In the evening, as soon as Liang Mufeng finished his business, he went to the hospital without stopping, but he didn't know that there was a sneaky shadow following him all the way to the hospital...
At the entrance of the hospital, Liang Mufeng unexpectedly bumped into someone.
"Miss Jiang?"
Jiang Yuan was also stunned, "Mr. Liang, I'm here to commemorate."
Liang Mufeng had an impression of Jiang Yuan. After all, she is a well-known model in China. "Really? I heard from Niannian that you were classmates in high school."
"Yes, I heard that something happened to her and I was very worried. She came here right after getting off the plane." Jiang Yuan said generously.
Liang Mufeng didn't say anything, and nodded, "Thank you."
The two of them walked in one after another. The figure who had been following Liang Mufeng seemed to have been struck by lightning. He stood in the corner in shock and could not move. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: Jiang Yuan...
Jiang Yuan left first after visiting the memorial. As soon as she got out of the elevator and walked to the corner, she was grabbed tightly by a pair of hands full of paint smell and led to the corner. The man held her tightly to prevent her from making any sound until she entered.
He let her go only when he was in a deserted place, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Jiang, you are fine..."
Jiang Yuan covered her neck and coughed violently. After seeing the person clearly, her pupils suddenly dilated, "You..."
"So you still remember me. I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago. After six years of not seeing each other, Miss Jiang has become more and more charming. I don't have anything important to do with you. I'm just short of money. I want to ask you to borrow some money to spend. Look.
You should be very rich with this look?"
"You're not, aren't you dead..." Jiang Yuan backed away in horror.
"Thanks to God's great blessing, the Lord of Hell did not accept me. He was just waiting for this day to meet you. Sure enough, the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart. When I killed someone for you, you actually wanted to kill me too! Listen!
!Give me five million immediately, otherwise I will kill you today!"
"Zhang Meng, you are crazy! Someone is coming here at any time. If you threaten me again, I will call the police and arrest you immediately!"
"You report it, and by the way, tell me how you asked me to kill someone back then!"
Jiang Yuan's eyes widened and she looked at the lunatic-like man in front of her in disbelief. She knew that if she didn't comfort him properly, everything she had today would be ruined, so she calmed down secretly and said, "Okay, as long as you
If you do one more thing for me, I will not only give you the five million, but I will also give you another one million."