Jiang Yanyan's face turned pale, although she now resents Sheng Jiashu,

However, asking her to do that kind of thing with a strange man she just met was still hard for her to accept for a while.

"Mom, no..."

Zhao Fanglan comforted in a low voice.

"Yanyan, you are a good child, but we are forced to do nothing in the current situation. If it is found that you are a fake pregnancy, can the Sheng family spare you?"

"Think about it, Sheng Jiashu's attitude towards you now?"

"There is also Chen Meizhu, who is such a femme fatale, but cares so much about your stomach. It shows how important this child is. If she knows that you lied to her, how will she treat you?"

Thinking of Chen Meizhu, Jiang Yanyan shuddered.

Zhao Fanglan squeezed Jiang Yanyan's shoulder hard.

"Don't worry, mom will arrange the way for you. You don't have to worry about anything else, just listen to me. The Sheng family will definitely not find out."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if it's from the Sheng family, as long as it's yours."

The hesitation in Jiang Yanyan's eyes slowly became firm.

……

Two hours later, Zhao Fanglan and Jiang Yanyan left the hotel respectively.

Zhao Fanglan left first, and glanced disdainfully in front of the cleaning girl passing by.

I look down on people who do dirty and tiring manual labor.

Carrying her brown Hermes platinum with her head held high, she walked over proudly.

"What is Xiaoting looking at?"

A pat on the shoulder brought Zhou Xiaoting back to her senses.

"Oh... nothing..."

She couldn't help but look back again.

That woman, why does it feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

After a while, Zhou Xiaoting suddenly remembered that many years ago, before her sister was found by the Jiang family, this woman had appeared near her home.

Although many years have passed, her memory has always been good and she can't make mistakes. It is that woman.

Although puzzled, Zhou Xiaoting didn't feel at ease.

She lives alone now, and she runs out to do odd jobs on weekends,

Although Jiang Miao gave her a lot of money, she felt that as long as she still had a way, she didn't want to touch the money.

Zhou Xiaoting pulled herself together and continued to work. After walking a few steps, she saw the door of 1208 open, and a woman came out from inside.

She raised her smiling face: "Ma'am, do you need to clean?"

"casual……"

Jiang Yanyan felt guilty, covered her hat and left in a hurry.

Her appearance as a thief is really suspicious.

Zhou Xiaoting scratched her head. The middle-aged woman seemed to have left this room as well.

……

After a busy day at the company, Sheng Boyuan returned to Sheng's house in the evening.

"You still know to come back?" Seeing Sheng Boyuan, Chen Meizhu was full of resentment and had nowhere to vent.

She knew that she should endure it and not get angry.

However, I couldn't control my mouth.

In the past few years, she has been too smooth.

He won a fight with a woman, killed Sheng Boyuan's wife, succeeded in ascending to the throne, and became the mistress of the Sheng family in the eyes of everyone.

I have long forgotten the hardships of climbing up.

Over the years, she has always regarded herself as Sheng Boyuan's official wife.

Being held high when going out, and feeling that his son is the sole heir, his mentality has undergone a fundamental change invisibly.

Thinking that she herself is nobler than those women, Sheng Boyuan should respect her no matter what.

Sheng Boyuan frowned. He had been in a meeting all day, his head was in a daze, and he really didn't want to argue with Chen Meizhu.

"How is Jiashu doing now?"

Chen Meizhu snorted coldly.

"You still know how to ask Jiashu, I thought you had forgotten about this son..."

Sheng Boyuan glanced at her coldly, took off his coat, threw it away, turned and went into the bathroom.

Chen Meizhu stomped her feet angrily.

She would rather Sheng Boyuan quarrel with her than this.

Suddenly, she saw that there seemed to be something on the collar of Sheng Boyuan's suit jacket.

Walking over, he reached out and pulled out a long black hair, which was curved and curved.

It was clearly a woman's hair.

Chen Meizhu was so angry that her hands trembled.

Before Sheng Boyuan came back, he was still fooling around with the vixen outside.

Does he still have her in his heart, and does he still have a son?

Sheng Boyuan took a shower, opened the door, and saw Chen Meizhu waiting for him with a sullen face, angrily.

She held up her long hair in her hands.

"Sheng Boyuan, my son suffers from pain and torment every day, but you are a happy father. Which woman's bed did you just get out of?"

Sheng Boyuan thought that she would calm down after taking a bath, but he didn't expect that she was still messing around. He only thought that she looked disgusting and became more and more irritable.

"It's not over yet. I'm not a doctor. Even if I stay at home and watch him all day long, his pain will be less and I can help him avenge him?"

Chen Meizhu chased him and refused to let him go.

"What do you think, that bitch is a good thing, she left this hair on your clothes on purpose, just to let me see, she provokes me so much, I can't even say it?"

It's a pity that Sheng Boyuan didn't believe it at all.

In his eyes, Lisa was timid and cowardly, she was dependent and admired by him, and she didn't even learn to do calculations when others taught her, how could she do such a thing.

When the two of them were together, they ate and hugged each other almost like conjoined twins.

One of her hair fell on him, which was perfectly normal.

No matter what virtue she has, Chen Meizhu feels that other people are like her.

Sheng Boyuan disdained: "Do you think she is like you?"

These words stung Chen Meizhu.

She screamed, "What's wrong with me? I'm your wife!"

"I don't know what the intentions of those women outside are. If you don't help me, you still stand by that bitch. Sheng Boyuan, how can you do me up to me?"

Chen Meizhu used the same method against Sheng Xinghan's mother back then.

So when she saw the hair, she immediately understood that it was the vixen outside who deliberately let her see it, to stimulate her, show off, and demonstrate to her.

Only men can't see such shallow and despicable methods.

Sheng Boyuan just felt disgusted, he knew better than Chen Meizhu what the intentions of the women outside were.

However, Lisa is different.

She is different from those women.

"Wife? Oh...are you?"

Sheng Boyuan's contemptuous tone and eyes immediately stimulated Chen Meizhu.

He was reminding her that they didn't get a certificate, she didn't enter the Sheng family tree, and now she is not even eligible to enter the ancestral hall during the holidays.

Chen Meizhu screamed and rushed forward.

"Do you still want the sluts from outside to enter Sheng's house, Sheng Boyuan, unless I die, you don't want those women to ride on my head."

Sheng Boyuan's jaw hurt and was scratched by Chen Meizhu, so he pushed Chen Meizhu away.

"For Jiashu's sake, I'm too lazy to learn as much as you. I really thought that once you enter the Sheng family, you are the hostess, and you are not qualified."

After leaving this sentence, Sheng Boyuan slammed the door and left.

Compared to Chen Meizhu, who is sloppy and crazy, he feels that Lisa is gentle and lovely.

Chen Meizhu's guess is correct, Lisa put that hair on purpose, just to stimulate her to go crazy.

Obviously, lisa's goal was successfully achieved.

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