Wei Yumeng was bewildered, not understanding why he suddenly brought up the divorce certificate, such a mood-killing thing. But she still replied, "It might be in the cabinet. Why are you asking?"
He simply kissed the back of Wei Yumeng's hand. "Find some time, and we'll get remarried."
It seemed he had been stung by Xin Ran's words. Wei Yumeng saw through it but didn't say anything, simply nodding.
Although she was also worried that the remarriage might be blocked by Old Master Zhan, since Zhan Mohan had brought it up, she couldn't bring herself to refuse.
Zhan Mohan's large hand covered her swollen belly, as if communicating with the little life inside in this way. She leaned quietly in the man's embrace. The father and son had missed too many opportunities for such communication. She also hoped to give them more time.
After all, she didn't want Zhan Mohan to have any regrets when he looked back in the future.
"By the way, don't we have a nursery at home yet?"
Wei Yumeng suddenly thought of this question and sat up from Zhan Mohan's embrace.
When Zhan Mohan heard this, it seemed there was indeed no such arrangement at home. He was immediately annoyed. "I was negligent about this. I'll arrange it right away."
Wei Yumeng shook her head. "Since that's the case, why don't we set it up together?"
She didn't want to delegate anything concerning the child to others. It would be even better if Zhan Mohan could complete it with her.
Zhan Mohan would naturally not refuse her request. As they had nothing else to do today, they started working on it.
In Wei Yumeng's words, who knew when the little ancestor in her belly would decide to come out? It would be terrible if they weren't ready when the baby was born.
Wei Yumeng chose the room next to their bedroom as the nursery. They would create a door between the two rooms later, which would make taking care of the child much more convenient.
She was responsible for thinking and making requests, while Zhan Mohan was responsible for the manual labor. Their division of labor was clear, and soon Zhan Mohan had tidied up the adjacent room.
Placing the baby supplies that Wei Yumeng had bought earlier inside, Zhan Mohan felt that these items were out of place with the style of the entire room, so he frowned and pondered at the doorway. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Seeing this, Wei Yumeng couldn't help but tease him, "The home's renovation is all in your 'black and white, ascetic male god' style. It's no wonder these baby things don't look good in there."
He seemed to suddenly realize this. It seemed the home's renovation style also needed to change.
"Yumeng, then this matter is entrusted to you, the mistress of the house."
The title "mistress of the house" was magical, causing Wei Yumeng's lips to curve up.
As they stood together, admiring the not-so-harmonious result, the doorbell rang.
When Jing Yan was brought in by Zhan Mohan, he was surprised to see Wei Yumeng had already been discharged from the hospital.
He had heard about Wei Yumeng's kidnapping and near-death experience earlier and guessed it might be related to Jiang Siyu. Because of this, he thought Wei Yumeng would need a long time to recover. Now, seeing her rosy complexion, she didn't look like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.
Knowing that Jing Yan had come to discuss business with Zhan Mohan, Wei Yumeng greeted him and returned to her room, leaving the space for the two of them. kanδん
Jing Yan got straight to the point. "The company's affairs, is it related to her?"
Zhan Mohan knew perfectly well who "her" referred to and nodded with a grim expression. "If you're here to beg for her, to ask me to let her off the hook, then you'd better not say it."
Zhan Mohan was aware of Jing Yan's feelings for Jiang Siyu. His repeated leniency towards Jiang Siyu in the past was partly due to Jing Yan.
However, it was clear that Jiang Siyu was not someone who knew when to stop. Instead, she liked to push her luck and repeatedly crossed his bottom line.
Jing Yan also knew well what Jiang Siyu had done. Moreover, Wei Yumeng was Zhan Mohan's biggest soft spot. He knew that Jiang Siyu's actions could not be forgiven and would not ask Zhan Mohan for anything.
He shook his head. "I know she has done many wrong things, and I'm not asking you to give her a chance. But for my sake, please don't completely destroy her. Give me time to persuade her properly."
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan felt he was being stubborn. "Someone as paranoid as her might not shed tears even when facing her coffin. How could she possibly listen to your persuasion?"
Although the words were hurtful, it was better than Jing Yan being rebuffed by Jiang Siyu.
But in love, everyone was more or less paranoid. Jiang Siyu was, Bai Jing was, and so was Jing Yan. He looked stubbornly at Zhan Mohan, as if he wouldn't leave if Zhan Mohan didn't agree.
Zhan Mohan was somewhat disappointed. "What if she doesn't listen?"
"Then I won't care about her anymore."
Jing Yan still had his reason. Although he liked Jiang Siyu, he had not lost himself.
Seeing him like this, Zhan Mohan just shook his head. "I am investigating whether she has engaged in any other illegal activities. Once I find any, I will not let her off."
Jing Yan nodded silently. He also knew that if he made any further requests, it would be excessive.
At this moment, Jiang Siyu and Feng Shiming were shopping in the mall, but they were both a little unhappy.
Feng Shiming did not quite agree with her targeting Wei Yumeng's child again. The fact that she had almost caused a death earlier was hard for Feng Shiming to accept.
In addition, the fabricated scandals about the Zhan Group that had broken out today further revealed Feng Shiming's dissatisfaction.
She did not have Mu Linjing's broad vision and could not see that Jiang Siyu's true intention was not about wine. She only knew that Jiang Siyu's actions had directly harmed the Zhan family's interests. She worked at the Zhan Group, and her source of income was from the Zhan family. Jiang Siyu's actions had thoroughly offended her.
"Even if Brother Mohan doesn't choose you, you shouldn't let the Zhan Group suffer along with you. Do you know the state the company was in today because of what you did?"
She had also heard the employees' discussions. The damage to the Zhan Group was detrimental to her. Seeing the sharp decline in the Zhan Group's stock price felt like someone was ripping flesh from her body.
However, Jiang Siyu did not explain her purpose to her. In her eyes, Feng Shiming was just a slightly more useful knife.
"This bag is nice. It suits you very well."
She avoided the topic and then handed a bag from the counter to Feng Shiming.
However, Feng Shiming did not receive it as if it were a treasure this time, as she had in the past. If the Zhan Group collapsed, what use would she have for these bags?
Sensing that Jiang Siyu did not want to discuss today's events with her, she cut to the chase. "You asked me out today, not just to go shopping, right?"
Jiang Siyu raised an eyebrow at her, not entirely stupid. "Then I'll be direct. I want all the documents for the cooperation project between the Zhan Group and the Xin family."