Zhang Meng looked at her doubtfully, "What's the matter? Besides, how do I know whether I can believe what you say!"
Jiang Yuan smiled. Sure enough, money is the best thing for people like this to spend. She calmed down and said viciously, "Kill a person who deserved to die back then!"
Zhang Meng narrowed his eyes, "Who?"
"The wife of the president of Huayi Group, the wife of Liang Mufeng, in memory of her, she is lying in this hospital now."
Huayi Group? Zhang Meng suddenly remembered that he was working at Huayi now, but he had just been fired this morning. It was very uncomfortable to mix old and new hatreds. He immediately decided, "Deal, but I need to get the deposit first, and,
If you dare to play any tricks again this time, watch out for your life!"
Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "If you do it for me this time, I will promise to do what I say."
The two hit it off immediately, and Jiang Yuan left the hospital. Zhang Meng's sinister face also laughed. When he was about to leave, someone tapped him on the shoulder behind him, "Mr. Zhang? I think we need to have a good time."
Let’s talk.”
Zhang Meng was immediately startled, looking at the man's fox-smiling face with deep fear, "First, sir...?"
Liang Mufeng's handsome face suddenly became filled with gloom, and that smile made people feel shabby to the core...
＊＊I stayed in the hospital for nearly a month. I slept and woke up intermittently. My spirits were neither good nor bad, but I hardly spoke. I would occasionally go to the nursery to see the children.
Wu Shaoyang had some things that he couldn't say in front of Ji's father and mother, so he had to suppress his emotions. Every time he looked at Liang Mufeng, he wanted to kill him. Liang Mufeng didn't want to see Wu Shaoyang, and later directly ordered the guards to guard the memorial.
The bodyguards refused to let Wu Shaoyang come to the hospital, and Wu Shaoyang was so angry that he implicated the entire Far East. As soon as they saw him, almost everyone was cautious, fearing that they would offend the CEO and lose their jobs.
Early that morning, Liang Mufeng came over to handle the discharge procedures for Memorial and planned to go home. Over the past month, he had been staying in the ward almost every night, working during the day, and he had lost weight. In the car, he held Memorial's slender face in his arms.
With her body in her arms, she whispered, "Nian Nian, we are going home."
Memorial was wearing a white coat, a violet scarf around her neck, and her long black hair draped over her shoulders. Due to the car accident and miscarriage, she had lost a lot of weight. Her pointed chin made her pale face even thinner.
But it still couldn't conceal her beauty at all.
She was still indifferent to Liang Mufeng's words and just stared blankly at the scenery outside the car window.
There was deep pain in Liang Mufeng's eyes. He hugged her tighter, rested his chin on the top of her head and sighed heavily.
When the car arrived at Green Sea Villa, Butler Xia immediately came out to greet him, "Sir, Madam, you are finally back, great! I made ginseng chicken soup for my wife to replenish her health!"
Liang Mufeng took Jiu Mian out of the car and said, "Well, my wife is still very weak. Bring her dinner to her room." After that, she went up to the bedroom on the second floor.
He carefully put her on the bed, turned on the wall lamp in the room, and opened the curtains a little. The room was still filled with the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms.
After finishing everything, he sat down next to her and whispered to her, who looked dazed, "If you want to eat anything else tonight, I'll let Butler Xia make it."
Seeing that she didn't speak, Liang Mufeng didn't force herself. Knowing that she was in a bad mood, she was about to go out when she heard a low voice from behind.
"We're getting a divorce."
The hand holding the metal doorknob suddenly paused, but he did not turn around immediately.
"Liang Mufeng, let's get a divorce." This time, she repeated it clearly, crisply and firmly.
The man's originally calm and handsome face slowly turned cold. He held the door handle tightly and said, "You're not feeling well. I'll pretend you didn't say that. Wait a minute. I'll ask Butler Xia to bring the food in. After breakfast,
sleep."
The door was closed after he went out, and her heart, which had been aching all the time, was also closed. It seemed that she was locked in a dark room with no dawn, and she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried...
A line of silent tears slowly slid down the expressionless face of Memorial, and his eyes looked blankly straight ahead.
Why continue? Why do we still torture each other? There is obviously no reason to continue. It is obvious that there is no love but hate. Why do we still have to imprison each other? In such a day, even if he wants it, she doesn't want it. It's really too tiring and too tiring.
Tired...
"Mr. Liang, this is the chicken soup I have stewed. You can give it to your wife. She is too weak and has been to the hospital once before..."
Butler Xia suddenly stopped talking, realizing that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and his eyes lowered with guilt.
Liang Mufeng looked at her suddenly with deep eyes, "Before? You mean you knew that your wife was pregnant before?"
"Sir, I, I..."
"Did your wife ask you not to say anything?"
Butler Xia lowered his head and said nothing. This look had confirmed his guess, "When did you find out? Why didn't you tell me?" Very good, now even his servants are facing her.
Butler Xia recounted what happened that day, and Liang Mufeng was stunned after listening to it.
His body swayed slightly, he tightly grasped the handrail of the stairs, and said patiently, "It's none of your business, you go up."
Butler Xia walked upstairs feeling relieved.
Liang Mufeng stumbled to the sofa and sat down. Thinking of the scene when he treated her like that that night, a trace of annoyance arose in her heart. It turned out that she had been pregnant for a long time, but because of Wu Shaoyang's incident that day, he was trembling with anger.
Her feelings forced her to take over in the bathroom. She begged him, but he turned a deaf ear and his whole heart was filled with jealousy and rage...
The word "jealousy" was like a spell that pierced a bloody hole in his heart. He got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at his own shadow reflected inside.
His face was clearly reflected in it. Looking at himself inside, he was doing something he had repeated every day for six years: Liang Mufeng, you don’t love her, you don’t love her...
But what exactly did he do? Their first child was strangled by him. It was he who ruined her right to be a mother. That's why she just talked about divorce so casually...
Has she completely given up on him?
No matter what he did, even if he didn't love her, he couldn't let her leave him, absolutely, yes, no, no.
Wu Shaoyang, if it weren't for you, she and I wouldn't be where we are today. If it weren't for you, my child wouldn't be lost. If it weren't for you...
But if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know her.
At this moment, all the anger in his body and mind was blamed on Wu Shaoyang. All the troubles were caused by him, including that damn woman, Jiang Yuan! The idea of destroying him was getting stronger and stronger at this moment, too much time had passed.
It's been a long time, it's time to solve it...
Slowly, the ruthlessness in his pupils became clear, and he dialed a phone number and said, "Go ahead, I will see the results I want to see tomorrow morning."
After hanging up the phone, he looked deeply at the room upstairs again, "Don't hate me..."