Mingyao got into the car and recalled in her mind the way Xiang Xingwen's mother looked at her just now.
Observation, curiosity, testing, and, faint disdain...
Although she didn't say anything and greeted her with a smile before leaving, Mingyao still felt stuffy in her chest.
She turned her head to look at Shen Yu who was driving and sighed.
Nowadays, if you want to blame...you can only blame yourself...
Shen Yu didn't care about Ming Yao, but felt that she was in a bad mood, so he said, "Ming Yao, are you hungry? Let's go eat?"
"No, just take me home."
Mingyao closes her eyes. She just wants to go home and lie on the bed.
"..."
Shen Yu was silent and looked worried.
Even though he slowed down, it didn't take long for the car to arrive at Mingyao's community.
"Sorry to trouble you." Mingyao unbuckled his seat belt and said calmly.
"Mingyao, don't be so polite to me."
Shen Yu frowned, he didn't like Mingyao being so polite and distant.
Mingyao avoided his eyes, hesitated, and then said:
"Shen Yu, please don't come to me these days."
"Why?" Shen Yu's eyes were dark and unclear.
"Chen Ke is awake. I have to go to the hospital to see him, and... you always come here and are easily seen by people in the community." Mingyao lowered his head and whispered.
This is what Mingyao has always been afraid of.
Having lived in this community for several years, Mingyao knows many of the neighbors. If he was hit, he really couldn’t explain it...
Shen Yu is a determined person with his own value system. He doesn't care about other people's eyes and opinions at all. This is the confidence brought by his background and his own abilities.
But Mingyao couldn't be as unscrupulous as him. He didn't want to embarrass Mingyao, so he could only nod and agree, and at worst they wouldn't meet in the community.
"Mingyao, you have to answer my phone. If it's inconvenient, you have to send me a message."
Before getting off the car, Shen Yu grabbed Mingyao's wrist, looked directly into her eyes with his narrow eyes, and said seriously.
Mingyao was now in a state of confusion, pursed her lips and nodded perfunctorily, and entered the community without looking back after getting off the car.
Shen Yu stared at Mingyao's back with deep eyes.
As long as they are divorced, Mingyao won't have to be as worried as she is now...
He raised his hand and called Secretary Feng.
"Have you got Hang Xinran's address? I want you to take someone abroad to find her in person..."
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Mingyao came home, took off her shoes and fell on the sofa.
I ate a few snacks at Xiang Xingwen's house in the evening. Now I am not hungry at all, and Mingyao is not ready to have dinner.
Get up and put on your home clothes, lie on the bed and cover yourself with a quilt.
Close your eyes and empty your head...
After a while, I opened my eyes again and looked at my watch. It turned out that it was just before nine o'clock in the evening.
Why is today going by so slowly...
Mingyao stood up and sat blankly for a while, then took out his laptop and put it on his lap cross-legged.
Web search, enter text——
-Shen Yu
Press Enter.
Those who came out were all people with the same name and surname from all over the country.
Mingyao thought for a while and entered again.
-Shen Yu City A
Several relevant reports came out this time.
"Mr. Shen Yu attended the Sixth China-US Forum and delivered a speech..."
Mingyao's eyes narrowed and the cursor clicked in.
"...Shen Yu...34 years old...Stanford...Hengxin Group...investment...finance.... ..real estate…tens of billions…”
There are also several pictures interspersed with the text.
The man holds a microphone in his hand, has serious features and is wearing a suit and leather shoes.
He looks slender and tall, with a sense of distance.
The photos are good, but they can’t match the magnanimity and charm of the real person.
Mingyao looked at the news with complicated eyes under her thick eyelashes.
...
Rehabilitation Department, People's Hospital.
As expected, Chen Ke recovered quickly and within a few weeks he was able to get out of bed and walk with the help of others.
Mingyao didn't want to take care of him going to the toilet, giving him a bath, and changing his clothes. The caregivers were still doing these tasks. Mingyao only boiled some soup at noon every day and sent it to the hospital, stayed with him for one to two hours of rehabilitation training and physical therapy, and then went back.
When Chen Ke asked, Mingyao said there was work in the school.
The New Year is getting closer and closer, and the way home also feels a bit like the New Year. There are people selling New Year's goods on the streets, and red lanterns are hung on the doors of restaurants.
Mingyao went to the supermarket to buy some pork belly and cabbage and made a meal of dumplings.
It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten dumplings made by myself. They were thin in skin, big in filling, and delicious. Mingyao ate a bowl of them in one go.
Some of the rest was frozen and some was taken to the hospital in lunch boxes.
Chen Ke ate the dumplings, which still had a familiar taste. The dumplings were round and round like little ingots. At a glance, he knew they were made by Ming Yao himself.
Both of them are from the north and like to eat dumplings, steamed buns and other pasta. When making dumplings at home, he would roll them out and Mingyao would make them. They wrapped them very quickly and would make a meal every once in a while. The leftovers are frozen in the refrigerator and can be boiled in water the next morning and taken out of the pot directly. It is convenient and delicious.
My nose suddenly felt a little sour.
For this period of time, Mingyao has been avoiding talking about that topic. At first he felt lucky and relieved, but then he became more and more panicked.
He would rather Mingyao question him, scold him, or even beat him than being cold and indifferent now, as if nothing happened.
This thing was hanging over his head like the sword of Damocles, and he didn't know when it would strike down.
Chen Ke once thought that he was the person who knew Mingyao best.
But since he woke up, he always felt that Mingyao was different from before...
After eating, Chen Ke was ready to do rehabilitation training.
He now desperately wants to move freely, and then use practical actions to win Mingyao's forgiveness.
Under the guidance of the rehabilitation doctor, Chen Ke was doing mechanical exercises to exercise his muscles, frowning. My whole body was sore and tired, and I was sweating all over.
Mingyao sat on the stool next to him, holding his mobile phone and opening his notepad.
I was silently planning the divorce in my heart.
First of all, she told Chen Ke that her savings were either large or small, amounting to six figures.
How to divide this part still needs to be discussed.
Chen Ke's parents paid the down payment for the house they lived in, but Mingyao was also responsible for repaying part of the mortgage later.
Mingyao doesn't plan to get the house. If she wants a divorce, she doesn't know if she can get back the part of the money she has paid back...
Thinking of this, Mingyao couldn't help but be glad that she and Chen Ke didn't have children yet.
When you get divorced, you only need to calculate and divide these numbers.
If you have children, divorce is not an easy matter.
Chen Ke was panting, Mingyao frowned and had different thoughts.
Neither of them noticed that a tall man stood at the door for a long time.
After a while, Mingyao went out to the bathroom to wash her hands.
When she walked to the shadow of the corner, a force grabbed her hand and pulled her hard——
