Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 113 Are you looking for that little wild girl?

Yan Liang suddenly felt panicky and glanced at his watch. It was almost an hour. Too much time had been wasted. Would Jiang Xiaomei have gone back first?

She hurriedly dialed Jiang Xiaomei's number, listened anxiously to the ringing tone coming from the receiver, and waited until it hung up automatically.

Yan Liang anxiously dialed again while looking around, then returned to the yard with his phone in hand. He saw guests dining at tables and servants serving them, but there was no sign of Wang Qinghai.

Where has he gone?

Still no one answered the phone, Yan Liang's heart grew colder, and her fingers could not help but tremble. She hesitated for a moment, then ran towards the wine cellar.

Even though that place was her nightmare, she instinctively repelled it and didn't even want to get close to it, but she was afraid that her experience would happen to Jiang Xiaomei, so she gritted her teeth and ran over.

Wang Qinghai is not a human being, he can do anything.

Having been locked up for more than a week, he must be very angry both mentally and physically. Jiang Xiaomei just showed that she was very fond of him, so she might be seduced by him.

When Yan Liang thought of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

As he ran to the corner, he almost bumped into Wang Qinghai.

"Sister, why haven't you left yet?" Wang Qinghai raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Liang jokingly, with an indescribable light in his eyes. "Are you here to see your brother? Haha, I'm sorry for what happened last time. I should make amends to you."

Yan Liang paused, glanced at him with disgust, then looked behind him. Not seeing Jiang Xiaomei, Yan Liang felt slightly relieved.

"What are you looking for?" Wang Qinghai raised his lips in a naughty way, looking back, as if he suddenly realized something. "Oh, you want to go to the wine cellar? Haha, Dad does have a few bottles of good wine, and he usually doesn't let me touch them. If you like it, how about I steal it for you?"

When Yan Liang heard the word "wine cellar", his stomach started churning.

Not wanting to argue with him any longer, she turned around and was about to leave. Inadvertently, she noticed that a corner of Wang Qinghai's white shirt had fallen out of his trousers, as if he had not put it on properly in a hurry. She gasped and her heart began to beat faster again.

"Have you seen my best friend?" Yan Liang stared at him deeply, not missing a single expression on his face.

"Your best friend?" Wang Qinghai asked exaggeratedly, frowning and thinking for a while, "Oh! I remember, that wild girl just now? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect it, sister, how could a good girl like you become a best friend with a woman like that? She looks like a little wild cat!"

A cold light flashed in Yan Liang's eyes: "Where did you trick her to?"

"Tsk tsk, sister, you are so harsh. What do you mean by 'lie'?" Wang Qinghai smacked his tongue, looking wicked. "Even if there is something, it is just a matter of love between the man and the woman. I am a romantic brother, and women come to me automatically. Why would I need to lie? You underestimate your brother!"

With a snap, Yan Liang slapped him in the face, and asked with thunderous anger: "Where is my bestie?"

Wang Qinghai covered his face with one hand, looking at Yan Liang with a sinister look in his eyes, and then sneered: "I know you rely on President Sheng to support you, I dare not do anything to you, forget it, just let you vent your anger for what happened last time."

Yanliang could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and was extremely anxious.

“No, no, no!” Wang Qinghai looked at Yan Liang who seemed to be coming to hit him again, and quickly raised his hands in surrender, “I really didn’t see her. Maybe she left first. You can’t put all the blame on me! After all, we are half-siblings with the same father!”

"Really?" Yan Liang stared at him and asked.

"Really, really! Your best friend must have left long ago, I didn't see her."

The phone rang, Yan Liang looked down and was immediately delighted: "Xiao Mei, where are you?"

"Yanliang, I'm sorry for making you worry." Jiang Xiaomei's voice came from the microphone, "I, I couldn't wait to leave first. I'm sorry for not telling you!"

Yan Liang let out a long sigh and walked out quickly while saying, "Why didn't you drive? Where are you now? I'll pick you up right away."

"No, no need. I'm eating noodles at a noodle shop. After I finish eating, I'll take a taxi home. You go back first."

Yan Liang frowned. Jiang Xiaomei's voice sounded a little cautious, which was very different from her usual carefree demeanor. He became worried again: "Where are you? Send me your location and I'll pick you up!"

Yan Liang said this without question, hung up the phone, returned to the car, and started it quickly.

I've driven two kilometers, but there's still no message from Jiang Xiaomei.

Yan Liang called her again anxiously, and this time she answered quickly.

"Oh, Yanliang, you are even more nervous about me than my boyfriend, hehe."

Xiaomei's tone was much more natural than before, and Yanliang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Where are you?"

"I just took a fancy to a handsome guy among the guests and followed him all the way out, but then I lost him, hehe."

"Really?" Yan Liang asked suspiciously. After thinking about it, it seemed like something Jiang Xiaomei could do.

Ever since her senior rejected her last time, she was sad for no more than two days and soon started to set her sights on new targets.

She seemed to be inspired by the people she met in the new environment. Her view on love was completely refreshed and she vowed to hook up with a rich second-generation man to change her miserable life.

Yan Liang expressed his understanding, but was a little worried. How could the second generation of rich people be so easy to hook? Most of them were very rational about their marriages, and they didn't have the brains for love. They fell in love with a poor divorced woman with children for no reason. Even if the woman was as beautiful as a fairy, they would just be interested in playing for a few days and would not take it seriously.

She knew that Jiang Xiaomei was not doing this entirely for herself, but also to provide Chenchen with a good environment to grow up in. So when she saw Jiang Xiaomei showing an interested expression towards Wang Qinghai, the alarm bells immediately sounded. She knew very well that Wang Qinghai was a fighter among scumbags, and she was afraid that Jiang Xiaomei would be hurt by him.

"Don't worry, Yanliang, I'm fine. I'm going home now. Be careful on the road." Jiang Xiaomei said nonchalantly and hung up the phone.

Yan Liang heaved a sigh of relief, but his heart was still in a mess, thinking it was caused by the shock of seeing Shen Jianxi. He drove aimlessly, very slowly, and saw a dessert shop on the side of the road. He parked the car on the side of the road, went in and bought a few cakes. The sweet smell was particularly healing.

I ordered another American coffee, sat by the window, and ate slowly.

I haven't eaten since morning and I'm already hungry.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content and calming down, Yan Liang drove back to Dongfu Mansion.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Jiang Xiaomei and Chenchen playing games.

She wore a loose rose-red turtleneck sweater, thin flannel pants, and thick cotton socks.

"Aren't you afraid of the heat and don't like wearing turtleneck sweaters?" The air conditioner was on at home and it was very warm. Yan Liang glanced at Jiang Xiaomei's sweater and asked casually.

"I like turtlenecks again, they show off my swan neck, so beautiful!" Jiang Xiaomei didn't dare to look Yan Liang in the eye and pretended to make fun of Chen Chen.

When Chenchen saw Yanliang, he dropped his toys and ran over to hug him. Yanliang picked him up and put his hand against his little face.

Jiang Xiaomei hurried into the second bedroom, leaving Yan Liang with only her back.