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

The next day, Meng Yu's car was parked early in front of the Meng family's old house.

When Shao Yan arrived, the driver again took her wheelchair out of the trunk.

Meng Yu watched from the sidelines the whole time, showing no intention of helping.

Shao Yan didn't expect him to do anything to her.

When Meng Yu saw her clumsy and awkward movements, his handsome brows furrowed tightly.

"Actually, you could see a doctor for rehabilitation therapy; maybe you'll have a chance to stand up again?"

Meng Yu's suggestion made Shao Yan glance at him a few more times.

Shao Yan smiled faintly, but the sarcasm at the corners of her lips was even more pronounced.

"Does Mr. Meng have a suitable doctor?"

Meng Yu threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and stomped it out, his voice cold.

"no."

The servants of the old house came to open the door and welcomed them inside.

Meng Yu walked ahead, and the housekeeper saw that Shao Yan was having some difficulty pushing the wheelchair alone, so he came over to help.

"Madam, the old master is waiting for you."

Meng Yu glanced at her, his words carrying a warning.

"Go ahead, but don't say anything out of line."

Shao Yan knew he was afraid she would gossip about his young girlfriend in front of the old man, and his eyes and brows were full of sarcasm.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your used shoes."

Meng Yu's face darkened on the spot, and he dared not act recklessly in front of the old house.

After Shao Yan left, he clenched his fist. Meng Yu stared at Shao Yan's back with a gloomy look in his eyes and a cold expression on his face.

Grandpa Meng is practicing calligraphy in his study.

Upon seeing Shao Yan enter, he proudly presented her with the words he had just written.

"Daughter, come and see how my cursive script is doing lately?"

Shao Yan wasn't very knowledgeable about fonts, but she knew that older people liked to hear nice things.

They then chose to say only the nicest things, and Grandpa Meng was very pleased with them.

"You're so good at sweet-talking me. But the most important thing for a woman isn't how good she is at business, but whether she can keep her husband happy."

Shao Yan thought to herself that with his grandson being so stubborn and self-willed, who could possibly coax him?

However, Meng Yu was quite adept at coaxing the little girl.

Therefore, men don't care how clever a woman is; whoever he likes will automatically become his subservient follower.

After chatting with Shao Yan for a while, the old man got down to business.

"I heard from Wang Shuo that you want to audit the company's accounts?"

The old man is cunning and shrewd; he can't be fooled by a simple lie from Shao Yan.

So she said, half-truthfully.

"Meng Yu wants me to stay home and have a baby without worry, and doesn't want me to get involved in company matters anymore."

The old man looked at Shao Yan with a strange expression.

Shao Yan chuckled softly, then looked up, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Meng Yu found a girlfriend who said she was afraid of the pain and couldn't have children, so she asked me to be their surrogate."

The old man stared at Shao Yan, trying to discern something from her.

However, apart from a woman who deeply loved her husband but was heartbroken, the old man couldn't find anyone else.

He sat back down in his chair, his expression becoming very serious.

"You're willing?"

Shao Yan shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't want to, but I don't want to lose Meng Yu."

These words made the old man breathe a long sigh of relief.

If Shao Yan were to complain to him in a dramatic and unreasonable manner, or readily agree to the matter and appear to be doing so willingly, the old man would become suspicious.

But she was very reluctant, yet she still couldn't bear to part with her grandson.

Grandpa Meng sighed, his tone somewhat serious.

"You are a rare and wonderful child. No matter what, I promise you, as long as I am alive, the position of Mrs. Meng will definitely not belong to anyone else."

Shao Yan has been in the business world for the past few years, and has seen all sorts of strange and monstrous people.

It turns out that the older a person is, the less likely they are to keep their promises.

"grandfather--"

Shao Yan choked up and couldn't speak.

Her tears were real, and her emotions were real, but the old man's words should be put in quotation marks.

"Alright, I'll have Wang Su send the accounts to your email in a couple of days. Just go back and cooperate with A-Yu. Do whatever he says. I won't let you suffer any losses in the Meng family."

After having dinner at the old house, Shao Yan and Meng Yu left together.

In front of the old man, he picked up Shao Yan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and carefully placed her on the back seat. He even put her wheelchair into the trunk himself.

The old man was relieved to see how considerate and attentive he was to Shao Yan.

Halfway there, Meng Yu dropped Shao Yan off at a bus stop.

"I've called a car for you. Go to where you need to go yourself. I have things to do at the company—"

Meng Yu abandoned Shao Yan on the roadside, and the driver sped away with him.

Shao Yan watched him leave, her heart completely unmoved.

I knew what he would do.

Even lovers who once deeply loved each other can betray one another, let alone this forced relationship.

Shao Yan took out a ride-hailing app to call a car to go back to the Shao family home.

Not long after, a dark red Audi pulled up beside her.

The car window was half-rolled down, revealing a face with light makeup, staring at Shao Yan as if she had seen a ghost.

"Shao Yan?"

Shao Yan looked up and saw that Qu You had already gotten out of the car.

"It really is you. You suddenly stopped contacting me three years ago. I thought you were dead."

She brought her whole face close to Shao Yan's.

"You must be Shao Yan."

Shao Yan was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

"Qu——Yu?"

This woman has changed so much. Shao Yan simply cannot compare the short-haired, unfashionable girl with black-rimmed glasses to the woman in front of her.

Qu You shoved Shao Yan into the car and stepped on the gas. She looked at the wheelchair abandoned on the platform in the rearview mirror, her clear eyes revealing a hint of foolishness.

"Finally, you remember me. Oh, and that thing is yours. What are you doing in a wheelchair?"

Shao Yan: "..."

She pressed her temples in exasperation: "It's not mine. I just borrowed it to sit for a while because I was tired of standing."

Qu You's appearance has changed, but she's still a bit slow on the uptake.

Shao Yan looked at her toes; her long-hidden secret had been exposed by Qu You.

The hospital had given Shao Yan a death sentence: lifelong paralysis, but she just wouldn't believe it.

I gritted my teeth and did my rehabilitation on time, and finally I was able to stand up again.

On the snowy night of the night of the purchase, Shao Yan originally intended to give Meng Yu a wake-up call, but instead she saw him being intimate with another woman.

Once a man's heart changes, he'll never come back, especially since Meng Yu's heart wasn't with her at all.

Shao Yan finally understood that whether she was lame or a normal person, for Meng Yu, not loving someone meant not loving them.

Shao Yan stretched her legs slightly, relieving the numbness from staying in one position for too long.

Qu You drove her car to her small apartment of about 100 square meters.

Shao Yan hesitated for a few seconds before following Qu You inside.

Qu You poured her a glass of water, her eyes fixed on Shao Yan's face.

Before Shao Yan could react, Qu You had done her makeup and then looked at her face with a satisfied smile.

"How could a beautiful woman like you turn yourself into this? Not only is it bland and tasteless, but you also won't show your whole face. You look so good now."