She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Shao Yan took a breath, and when Meng Yu turned to look at her, his expression immediately turned cold, his eyes revealing indifference and aloofness.

Pei Rongrong also looked at Shao Yan and Meng Yu, somewhat puzzled.

Zhou Fang immediately lost her temper.

"We can talk about it later. Can't you see we have guests?"

She was afraid that Pei Rongrong would notice something was amiss, and didn't want Shao Yan to stay.

Meng Yu moved his chair and straightened his suit.

"I have something to take care of, I'll be right there."

Meng Yu, with his long legs, walks very fast, and Shao Yan, pushing her wheelchair, has to work very hard to keep up with him.

"Just say what you have to say here. I don't want Rongrong to misunderstand."

Meng Yu stood straight, looking down at him.

His posture revealed his impatience, and before Shao Yan could speak, Meng Yu spoke first.

"Shao Yan, let's get a divorce."

Hearing Shao Yan's decision from Meng Yu's mouth still felt like a knife was cutting into her heart, causing her unbearable pain.

When she looked up again, Shao Yan's expression was clear and resolute.

"it is good."

Meng Yu seemed surprised that Shao Yan would agree so readily, and his dark eyes seemed to linger with a hint of infatuation.

Shao Yan continued, "I've had a divorce agreement printed out, in triplicate. If there are no problems, we can sign it now."

Meng Yu's eyes held a complex, lingering tenderness.

"There's no need to rush. After all, Grandpa still hopes you'll give me a son."

Shao Yan sneered: "I can wait, but can your girlfriend wait?"

They should be the ones in a hurry.

Meng Yu then sat down instead.

He pulled down his collar, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, crossed his legs, and looked straight at Shao Yan.

"Rongrong is young, playful, and afraid of pain. Childbirth is very difficult. What I mean is, I'll go with her to do IVF."

The only light in Shao Yan's eyes gradually dimmed, and her hands, which were on her knees, clenched into fists and then opened again.

"This is your business, you don't need to tell me."

Meng Yu had already stabbed her heart full of holes, and now he was going to stab her again.

"We want to keep the baby in your belly, and then get a divorce after the baby is born. That way, Grandpa won't have any objections. Of course, I can give you a sum of money, enough for you to live comfortably."

Shao Yan stared at Meng Yu in near astonishment, thinking she had misheard.

"What did you say?"

From afar, Zhou Fang, her daughter, and Pei Rongrong saw Meng Yu in the living room suddenly hit on the forehead by a flying ashtray.

This was followed by Meng Yu's almost suppressed growl.

"Shao Yan, are you crazy?"

Shao Yan was so angry that she was trembling all over. If she hadn't been unable to get up, she would have kicked Meng Yu a couple more times without hesitation.

"You're the one who's crazy, Meng Yu. Your whole Meng family are insane. I agree to a divorce, right now, sign the papers immediately."

Meng Yu ignored Shao Yan, stood up and pressed his forehead, where a lump had already risen high.

But he was always very well-mannered, and even so, he still looked handsome and showed no signs of being disheveled.

"Shao Yan, think it over carefully."

As Meng Yu headed towards the restaurant, Zhou Fang panicked and rushed over to check on him.

Pei Rongrong burst into tears upon seeing Meng Yu's appearance, her tear-streaked face and soft, pitiful sobs.

"What did you say to that cripple? Why is she acting so crazy?"

Zhou Fang was so angry she almost fainted and told the maid to get Meng Yu a band-aid.

Shao Yan has already gone back to her room to pack her luggage.

In the years since she married into the Meng family, she has not only lost everything, but even the inheritance left to her by her mother after her death has been poured into the bottomless pit of the Meng Group.

After she finished packing, she discovered that she couldn't even fill a 20-inch carry-on suitcase.

Shao Yan's lips curled into a sarcastic smile as she reached for the door, only to find it locked.

Outside, Zhou Fang's angry voice could be heard.

"Shao Yan, this is the Meng family home, you can't act recklessly here. Don't embarrass me again. I'll settle the score with you later for the time you injured my son's head."

It turned out that Shao Yan didn't resist because she was afraid that she would go out again and ruin Meng Yu's plans.

Zhou Fang couldn't keep her locked up here forever.

Shao Yan did not put up any strong resistance; she simply made a phone call to her lawyer.

If you haven't seen her after three days, have your lawyer bring the police and the complaint to your door.

What's remarkable is that her door opened in less than three hours.

The butler came to deliver the message in a cold voice: "Young Master Meng wants you to go to the study."

Shao Yan pushed the wheelchair out.

Meng Yu was waiting for her.

He glanced at Shao Yan indifferently, but his gaze fell on her legs, and he frowned.

Name your price.

Shao Yan scoffed: "Is President Meng referring to the life-saving grace from back then, or to my leg?"

Meng Yu sat in the leather chair, pressing his temples, his expression revealing a hint of impatience and helplessness.

"I know you saved me, but you don't need to bring it up every day."

Meng Yu threw an agreement in front of Shao Yan: "You help me and Rongrong have a child, and I'll give you three million. As for the life-saving favor you did for me, I'll add another million."

Shao Yan took the agreement, which clearly stated that it was a sales contract.

Surrogacy is illegal; the agreement is just a front for something else entirely.

Shao Yan threw the agreement back and sneered, "President Meng is quite generous."

Meng Yu's thin lips curved slightly: "If you have any other conditions, you can mention them. I don't have many opportunities to offer them."

Shao Yan parted her lips slightly.

"When you were in a coma, Grandpa arranged for me to work at the Meng Group. When you took over the company, you should have known how many bad debts were in it. I poured almost all of my mother's inheritance into it. President Meng wants to divorce me and wants to negotiate a deal with me. A mere four million is probably not enough."

Shao Yan's attitude was unusually firm, and Meng Yu stared at her for several seconds before finally scoffing.

"Shao Yan, it seems I misjudged you."

Shao Yan frowned, her mind racing to decipher the logic in Meng Yu's words.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and flicked the ash with his well-defined knuckles.

The study was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long pause, Meng Yu finally spoke.

"You're such a sophisticated egoist."

Shao Yan almost laughed in anger after hearing this.

In three years, Shao Yan forced herself to transform from a workplace newbie into a behind-the-scenes iron lady in the business world.

Her face grew haggard from years of hard work. As a woman, Shao Yan gave up everything she had for her love of Meng Yu.

She perfectly exemplifies what it means to have terminal "love-struck" syndrome.

For so many years, she has served the Meng family wholeheartedly and devoted herself to loving this man.

The self-assessment he gave was "a sophisticated egoist."

It turns out that people really do become speechless when they are heartbroken to the extreme.

Shao Yan reaffirmed her determination to reclaim the fruits of her labor for the Meng Group over the years.

Meng Yu tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the sound steady and powerful, striking Shao Yan's eardrums.

Do you know why I like Rongrong?

Shao Yan was taken aback by the question, and her expression showed a mix of surprise and heartache.

Meng Yu stood up.

"Because she is innocent and guileless, I feel very relaxed when I'm with her."

Meng Yu's words were so shocking that Shao Yan could barely keep her composure, even while sitting in her wheelchair.

"Unlike you, so cunning and calculating."