Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 95 Jiang Xiaomei's concerns

Yan Liang put all his attention into the design and did not notice the reaction in the live broadcast room.

Sheng Boyan often handed her tools, but she never noticed.

She cut two more pieces of the fabric she had just cut into tops, made asymmetrical pleats above the waist, and finally made a wide belt out of the original fabric.

A fairy-like light dress appeared in the camera.

"So beautiful! Beautiful designer, how much is this?"

“Do you have any paper samples for sale?”

"I want fabric!"

"Did you design this on the spur of the moment, or did you design it a long time ago?"

……

Yan Liang smiled with relief, and people's attention finally shifted from her to her clothes.

"It's a temporary design and there's no pattern yet. If there are many people who need it, I will make it and put it on the windmill as soon as possible." Yan Liang answered the question on the barrage with a smile.

Although the number of people in the live broadcast room did not increase much in the end, Yan Liang felt that this was a good start.

Sheng Boyan and Yan Liang first sent He Xiaoyun home before returning to Dongfu Mansion.

On the way, Yan Liang heard Sheng Boyan's phone vibrating several times. He lowered his head, typed a few words, and ignored it.

After sending her to the elevator, Sheng Boyan gently kissed her forehead, his eyes full of ink, and said "good night" solemnly before leaving reluctantly.

Yanliang's heart felt like a feather was gently brushing against it, making him feel itchy and tingling.

After washing up, Yan Liang remembered that she had turned off her cell phone before the live broadcast. She opened it quickly and several messages popped up.

Shang Zixuan: "Yanliang, what were you doing tonight? I called you but your phone was turned off, and no one answered Boyan's call. Mom is very worried. Call me back as soon as you see me. I'll be waiting no matter how late it is."

Yan Liang sighed. Shang Zixuan was really clingy. She wanted to look at her all the time and understand her feelings as a mother, but this made Yan Liang feel suffocated.

I called her and she answered in seconds: "Yanliang, where are you? Mom can't get in touch with you, I'm scared to death!"

"Mom, I'm live streaming. I'll be live streaming every day from now on. I'll turn off the phone between 8 and 10 p.m. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you."

"Oh, that's good, that's good. Mom was really afraid of losing you again!" As she spoke, her voice became tearful again.

Yan Liang had no choice but to comfort her gently: "No, I'm an adult now, how could I lose it again?"

"Have you made an appointment with Boyan? Come to my house for a reunion dinner the day after tomorrow?"

Yan Liang hesitated for a moment, then said resolutely: "We won't go. I'll eat outside with you at noon."

Shang Zixuan was silent for five seconds, then sighed, "Okay, Mom knows you don't like Qingwan and that illegitimate child. Forget it, Mom won't force you. It's settled. I'll wait for you at the entrance of your company the day after tomorrow at noon."

After hanging up Shang Zixuan's call, Yan Liang saw a striking red dot in front of Shen Jianxi's name.

When she clicked on it, it was Shen Jianxi who asked to see her again: "Yanliang, Wang Qingwan and I are planning to get married during the National Day holiday. I don't dare to ask for your blessing. I want to wear the shirt you embroidered for me again, okay?"

Yan Liang's eyes turned cold. She was so shameless. What right did he have to ask her to make him clothes again? Even for his wedding!

"Actually, I'm not interested in the clothing industry. Fanjian has a history of several decades. It would be a pity if it collapsed. Yanliang, I'll give it to you. I believe you can run it well."

"Don't be so quick to reject me. Think about it carefully. I wanted to give you 3% of the shares, but you refused to accept it. I understand your feelings, but I'm not giving you Fanjian to compensate you, but to ask you to save it! To be honest, Fanjian is in a mess now. Without outstanding designers to support it, the brand is on the verge of death."

"Can you bear to watch it fall? Shen Jiannan doesn't have the ability, I have no interest, and grandpa means to make it disappear completely. But I can't bear to do that, Yan Liang, please save Fan Jian!"

Yan Liang was a little shaken. It was not that she wanted it, but she couldn't bear to see this old brand that had survived for decades disappear.

If she had money, she would buy it without hesitation. She didn't want to accept gifts, nor was she qualified to accept them. Shen Jianxi might have made this request out of guilt for her, but Yan Liang couldn't accept it as always.

After thinking for a long time, I still didn't know how to reply to him, so I just pretended I didn't see it, turned my phone to silent mode and went to sleep.

Jiang Xiaomei went to the hospital every day and became familiar with Shao Qianyi and his sister. Every time she came back, her face was flushed with excitement.

When he saw Yan Liang early in the morning, he immediately leaned over to ask Shao Qianyi what he liked to eat, what habits he had, and what he shouldn't eat.

Yan Liang rolled her eyes. How did she know? The senior and she had known each other for many years, but they were not familiar enough to understand each other's preferences.

"Go ask Qian Min, she will definitely know." Yan Liang suggested.

Jiang Xiaomei's expression immediately became depressed: "She seems to dislike me. She looked up at me and was very impatient. Humph, it's just that she doesn't like me, a working girl. I know myself. But I can't help but want to visit Officer Shao."

Yan Liang touched her curly hair lovingly: "Then just ask the senior directly. He is a gentle man and will definitely tell you."

Jiang Xiaomei avoided Yan Liang's sight with an awkward expression: "He, he was very polite to me, always saying thank you and asking me not to go again. Yan Liang, do you think I have no chance? Does he look down on me?"

Yan Liang didn't know how to answer her: "Senior is not that kind of person, he is just very introverted and takes feelings very seriously, and he won't be easily moved. But as long as you really get into his heart, he will be loyal to you. Such a man is worth pursuing unremittingly."

Jiang Xiaomei's eyebrows immediately danced with joy, and she turned around twice in high spirits: "Okay, I'll listen to you and chase him shamelessly! Otherwise, I will never let him go in my life. Even if I fail, at least I won't regret it!"

Yan Liang went with her to see Chen Chen off, and then sent her to her workplace.

When Chenchen saw Yanliang, she clung to him like a human pendant and refused to come down. Her little mouth was wet and pressed against Yanliang's face. She held a piece of bear biscuit in her little hand, nibbled off a corner with her little teeth, and put it into Yanliang's mouth, saying, "Auntie, eat, Auntie, eat."

Yanliang opened his mouth and took a small bite. There was still the baby's saliva on it. Chenchen looked at it and laughed so hard that his saliva flowed down his chin.

"Oh, kid, only your aunt Yanliang doesn't mind that you are dirty!" Jiang Xiaomei said angrily while wiping Chenchen's mouth.

The soft little arms were wrapped around Yanliang's neck, and the breath was sprayed on his face. Yanliang felt soft inside, envious of Jiang Xiaomei for having a baby like Chenchen. If she also had one...

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she thought in panic, is there a child with Sheng Boyan?

This was the first time such a thought came to her mind. She had never thought of it in all the years she had been with Shen Jianxi. Her cheeks suddenly became hot.

"Yanliang, can you let me use your car for a day today?" Jiang Xiaomei blushed slightly, and carefully looked at Yanliang's expression as she said this. "I want to buy something for Officer Shao at noon. You know, lunch time is only an hour and a half, which is a bit tight."

Yan Liang agreed without hesitation, and Jiang Xiaomei sent her to the company gate, and then drove away.