Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Chapter 166: Meeting Shen Jianxi Again

The heater in the car slowly warmed up Yanliang's frozen body, and her consciousness slowly returned.

The car door opened and a figure rushed into the car, holding a bag of sandwiches and a cup of hot coffee.

"Yanliang, are you feeling better?" Shen Jianxi looked at her with concern and handed the hot coffee to her mouth, "Come, take a sip first."

Yan Liang looked at him in a trance, then took a sip of coffee from his hand. The mixed taste of bitterness and sweetness quickly spread in her mouth, impacting her taste buds and quickly revived her senses.

The warm liquid flowed down the throat into the chest cavity, activating the hot and cold internal organs.

"Thank you." Yan Liang squeezed out two words with difficulty, his voice hoarse and dull.

Shen Jianxi's gaze stayed on Yan Liang's face for a long time, and he was reluctant to leave. His eyes were filled with heartache, worry and pity.

In the evening, for some reason, Shen Jianxi wanted to see Yan Liang very much. He couldn't call or send a message, so he drove to the door of Yan Liang's company to try his luck. He saw what seemed to be a figure not far away, and it seemed that it was about to be covered by snow.

He approached suspiciously, recognized that it was indeed a person, and hurriedly got out of the car to check. The moment he saw that it was Yan Liang, his pupils trembled violently, and he was so shocked that he almost fell down on the snow.

At that moment, he felt as if Yan Liang was dead, frozen into a snowman. His heart instantly shrank in pain, seized by panic and fear.

He picked up Yan Liang and returned to the car, turning on the air conditioner to the maximum, intending to take Yan Liang to the hospital. He found that Yan Liang moved his hands and feet, and his eyes were fixed on a certain place outside the car window.

Shen Jianxi didn't know what she was looking at, but his heart, which had been hanging in his throat, suddenly fell back to its original place. Yan Liang just caught a cold, it shouldn't be a big deal, the most urgent thing is to give her something hot to eat first.

So he locked the car door, bought some hot coffee and a sandwich nearby, and hurried back, only to find that Yanliang was much better.

After drinking a few sips of coffee, Yanliang almost recovered.

Shen Jianxi didn't rush to ask what was going on, but fed the sandwich to Yan Liang bit by bit.

Yanliang couldn't swallow anything, but thinking of the little embryo in her stomach, she refused to drink any more coffee and instead slowly finished a sandwich.

"I want some water." Yan Liang shook his head at the coffee Shen Jianxi brought over.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go buy you something hot." Shen Jianxi worriedly told Yan Liang to wait for him in the car, then hurriedly got out of the car and ran across the street.

About ten minutes later, Shen Jianxi came back with a thermos cup and an insulated lunch box.

Yan Liang was now fully conscious. She opened her phone again and again to see if there was any news from Sheng Boyan. She wanted to send him a message to ask how Sheng Shaojun was doing, but the phone was always silent and she didn't have the courage.

She was really afraid that Sheng Shaojun would die like this, and then she and Sheng Boyan would have a new hatred on top of the old hatred, and it would be a terrible consequence directly caused by Yan Liang. They would never be able to be together again, even if Sheng Boyan would not treat her like he treated Wang Kaiye and his son, they would always be strangers.

Yan Liang's heart twitched, and boundless pain spread to his limbs and bones, penetrating into every pore and every nerve.

She was choking with pain and didn't know what to do.

She gently pressed her hands on her belly. The child, her child, must be fine. She couldn't lose another child.

Shen Jianxi unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and hot steam came out: "Yanliang, drink slowly, be careful of the heat."

Yan Liang took the thermos cup and drank some hot water, which made him feel much better.

Shen Jianxi opened the insulated lunch box again: "I bought some red date glutinous rice porridge, you can have some."

Through the warm air between the two people, Yan Liang looked at the familiar face in front of him. His facial features were a little blurry in the mist, but the tenderness in his eyes could melt people.

Yan Liang did not refuse, she knew that she needed to replenish her nutrition to have strength at this moment.

"Thank you." She had nothing else to say except thank you.

Shen Jianxi didn't mind. Seeing Yan Liang eating porridge, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

He was really scared to death just now. The body of Yan Liang in his arms was as cold and hard as ice, just like a corpse.

I couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that I followed my feelings tonight, otherwise Yan Liang would have really frozen to death here.

"What happened?" Shen Jianxi couldn't help asking, looking at Yan Liang worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell? Why didn't you call for help? Did you faint?"

Yan Liang's expression froze, and his face, which had just flushed, turned pale again. He trembled a few times and didn't say anything.

"Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up!" Shen Jianxi said as he was about to start the car.

Yan Liang hurriedly stopped him: "Don't go to the hospital! I'm really fine. Take me home."

When Shen Jianxi heard the word "home", his heart ached, and he asked with some resistance: "Home? Which home?"

Yan Liang reported the address of the old house, and Shen Jianxi's expression relaxed, and even a layer of joy appeared on his face. He obediently modified the navigation and started the car.

The car was driving slowly. Snow was still falling outside, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the road. On such a snowy night, there were almost no pedestrians, and only occasionally a car could be seen moving slowly.

"Yanliang, have you been living here since the divorce?" Shen Jianxi frowned when he saw the old neighborhood, "Sheng Boyan didn't even give you a decent house?"

"MD!" Shen Jianxi slammed the steering wheel hard, his voice full of suppressed anger, "Our Zijin Garden is yours, shall I take you there?"

Yan Liang smiled lightly: "No, I didn't ask for it. This is my mother and I's home. I feel at ease living here."

Shen Jianxi looked at her with deep eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

"Anyway, thank you so much for tonight." Yan Liang said and got out of the car.

Shen Jianxi followed her down and wanted to take her upstairs.

He didn't listen to Yan Liang's refusal and walked beside her stubbornly.

There was no choice but for Yan Liang to let him follow.

When they arrived at the door, the voice-controlled lights in the corridor emitted a dim yellow light that seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, casting a shadow on the two people.

Yan Liang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. The two had been together for more than seven years and had been very close. But now, the air between them was mixed with a strange smell.

"Go back and be careful on the road." Yan Liang did not open the door, but looked at him with burning eyes, with no intention of inviting him in to sit down.

Shen Jianxi sighed softly: "Yanliang, I want you to know that my feelings for you have never changed. Now that you are divorced, I still retain the right to pursue you. Don't hide from me anymore and take me off the blacklist."

His tone was full of pleading and grievance. Yan Liang felt soft-hearted when he saw it, but he still said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. Your current wife is Wang Qingwan. Where do you put her when you say that? Thank you for tonight, but don't let me look down on you!"

Yan Liang took out the key and opened the door. Just as she was about to go in, Jiang Xiaomei poked her head out almost the moment she opened the door.

As soon as she saw Shen Jianxi, her pupils suddenly dilated and her mouth opened in astonishment: "You, you are Shen Jianxi?"