Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

A gentle breeze blew by, and the weather in early spring was changeable. The once bright and sunny sky gradually turned gloomy, and the light of the setting sun shone through the French windows, casting a long shadow on him.

Shang Chenyan couldn't move his feet, staring at the two figures standing very close together as if in self-torture.

Some dark thoughts churned in my chest.

If only Shang Yu could just disappear.

Alternatively, he could lock Shi Ying up in that secret room at home, so that she could only see him every day, and only he could talk to her, hug her, kiss her, and even make love to her.

Gradually, she will become dependent on him, and he will only have eyes for and care about her.

This thought made his blood boil instantly.

"General Manager Shang? General Manager Shang?"

Manager Zhang was giving a detailed introduction to the venue outside when he noticed Shang Chenyan suddenly staring intently in one direction.

He followed the man's gaze and saw a few customers playing ball outside; nothing special.

Jiang Wen, on the other hand, recognized Shi Ying's back at a glance.

His temple throbbed. Others might not know, but he had been with Shang Chenyan ever since he joined the company at the age of eighteen and started working at the bottom. How could he not know how deep his feelings for Shi Ying were?

During the five years that Shi Ying was away, he often felt that Shang Chenyan seemed to be ill.

Literally, it means "sick".

Leaving aside how many companies he ruined five years ago, and how he nearly destroyed almost everyone who had a grudge against him, his own mental state is also quite unstable.

Jiang Wen still remembers one night five years ago, around three or four in the morning, when Shang Chenyan suddenly called him and asked him to go to the south gate of Jiangcheng University to buy a bowl of red bean soup dumplings.

Jiang Wen thought he was crazy. Who would be selling red bean dumplings in the middle of the night?

But considering the considerable annual salary, he still got up and drove around, but couldn't buy any cooked glutinous rice balls, so he could only bring a bag of frozen ones from the convenience store to the villa.

As soon as Jiang Wen opened the door to the villa, he saw a room full of candles.

Shang Chenyan sat silently on the sofa like a ghost, creating an inexplicably eerie atmosphere.

He swallowed hard, tiptoed over, and showed Shang Chenyan the frozen glutinous rice balls and red beans in his hand: "Mr. Shang, would you like some glutinous rice balls?"

"I don't want to eat it; it's her who wants to eat it."

Jiang Wen felt a chill run down his spine and stammered, "Who is it? Miss Nian Nian, would you like some?"

Shang Chenyan glanced at the seat next to him, then suddenly reached out and touched the air as gently as if stroking a lover's cheek: "Yingying said she wants to eat."

"She wanted to eat at the shop near the south gate of the school, and I offered to go buy it for her, but she said it was too late and wouldn't let me go out..."

With a "thud," the bag in Jiang Wen's hand fell to the ground.

The living room was deathly quiet.

Jiang Wen felt that either he had gone mad today, or he himself had gone mad.

"Mr. Shang, please make sure you're not here," Jiang Wenqian said earnestly, trying to comfort him. "How about I get Dr. Ji to talk to you? You really need to take good care of yourself. Life is long, and who knows, your wife might come back any day..."

Shang Chenyan stared blankly ahead for a long time before leaning back heavily on the sofa and letting out a deep breath.

"Yes, the rest of my life is so long..."

That incident terrified Jiang Wen so much that he made countless phone calls to Ji Huanzhou the next day, urging him to pay close attention to President Shang's mental health.

After that, these strange things happened several more times, and Jiang Wen gradually became numb to it.

It wasn't until the last two years that Shang Chenyan calmed down.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen was afraid that Shang Chenyan would have another relapse, so he hurriedly took out his phone and typed a line of text.

*

the other side.

Shi Ying had hit a few balls and was in high spirits when her phone suddenly rang.

She opened it and saw that it was a message from Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen: [Miss Shi, are you at Lushan Golf Course?]

Shi Ying: [Yes, Director Cheng asked me to come and conduct an on-site inspection.]

Jiang Wen: [Smiling face.jpg]

Jiang Wen: [You don't need to follow up on the projects we inspected on-site for now. I've left a few documents on your desk; please organize them as soon as possible!]

Shi Ying: [Is it in a hurry? Shall I go back now?]

Jiang Wen: [Nodding frantically.jpg]

Jiang Wen: [Yes, yes, you should go back right away. We need those documents very, very urgently.]

Shi Ying put down her phone, and Shang Yu walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There's an urgent matter at the company, I need to go back right away."

Shang Yu glanced at the overcast sky and nodded: "Go change your clothes first. This is in the suburbs, you won't be able to get a taxi. I'll take you."

"it is good."

Shi Ying went to the changing room to change back into her own clothes. She wiped the sweat off her face with cold water at the sink, but suddenly, her expression changed, and she bent over in pain.

The monthly bleeding period has arrived.

Luckily, I always keep something in my bag.

When Shi Ying came out of the dressing room, she looked listless. She clutched her stomach and walked over to Shang Yu, where she saw him talking to several staff members.

Shang Yu turned around: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Shi Ying whispered, "My stomach hurts a little."

"Then go sit over there for a while, I need to discuss something with them." He glanced at his hand. "Ten minutes."

"Okay..." Shi Ying sat on the sofa in the living room. The room was warm with the heater on, and there was hot tea on the table. She drank a cup and then felt a little better.

Shi Ying leaned against the soft pillow and closed her eyes in a daze.

After finishing his business, Shang Yu walked towards Shi Ying and saw that she seemed to be dozing off, so he wanted to wake her up.

"Why..."

Before he could even speak, a pair of gleaming leather shoes came into view.

Shang Yu looked up and saw that it was Shang Chenyan.

"Uncle?" he exclaimed in surprise. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Shang Chenyan gave him a cold look, which confused Shang Yu. He subconsciously began to reflect on what mistakes he had made recently.

Before he could figure anything out, he saw Shang Chenyan bend down and pick up the girl from the sofa.

Shang Yu: ō.Ó?

"Uncle, where are you taking her?" Shang Yu saw him carrying the person and walking outside, so he immediately followed.

Shang Chenyan glanced at him coldly and impatiently: "Take her home."

"Go home?" Shang Yu scratched his head in confusion. In the instant he was stunned, Shang Chenyan had already placed him in the passenger seat and closed the car door.

He walked around to the other side, and as soon as he sat down, a pair of hands grabbed the car door.

Shang Yu poked his head in: "Uncle, do you know where she lives?"

"What's it to you?"

"What do you mean it's okay? We're friends after all. Why don't you give me a ride down the mountain while you're at it?"

Shang Chenyan didn't say anything, brushed his hand away, and slammed the car door shut, leaving him only with a wisp of exhaust fumes.