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Mrs. Sheng’s Miscarriage, Mr. Sheng Copies Buddhist Scriptures Three Thousand Times

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Chapter 12

Mrs. Sheng’s Miscarriage, Mr. Sheng Copies Buddhist Scriptures Three Thousand Times

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Jiang Wan never expected that in the end, she wouldn’t even have the right to see him.

It was probably Sheng Lianjue’s intention as well.

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The employees recruited by Shengshi Group all held doctorates as a minimum requirement. If the company found out that Sheng Lianjue, who wielded such influence in the capital, had married such a wife, wouldn’t everyone laugh at him?

Jiang Wan was taken to Junlin Mansion. The car slowly came to a stop, and along the way, Jiang Wan was unusually quiet.

She said, “If anything happens to my brother, I won’t let him off easily. Go back and tell him that I have something to discuss with him tonight. No matter how late it is, I’ll wait for him.”

“Please relay my message, Assistant Gao.”

Gao Yuan raised an eyebrow. “Of course.”

Jiang Wan got out of the car and slammed the door shut with force.

She walked to the entrance of the mansion and entered the electronic lock password. No matter how many times she tried, it showed “password error.”

The entrance password had been changed!

Jiang Wan couldn’t get in at all…

An hour later, Gao Yuan returned to Shengshi Group and entered the CEO’s office.

Sheng Lianjue was discussing something with Jiang Lan. When he saw Gao Yuan, Sheng Lianjue dismissed her.

Jiang Lan was dressed in her usual professional attire—a white shirt and a black pencil skirt, with long curly hair that exuded an extraordinary aura. Her features were neither particularly attractive nor unattractive, but she possessed something ordinary women lacked.

That was her demeanor—decisive, confident, and strong, yet cold and difficult to approach.

Jiang Lan glanced at Gao Yuan and walked out, holding a stack of documents.

Sheng Lianjue pressed a switch under the desk, and the door closed. Today, he wore a smoke-gray shirt and held a pen worth over five hundred thousand yuan. He lowered his head and signed a document. “Where is she?” His voice was cold and detached.

Gao Yuan nodded. “Madam has returned.”

“Hmm, did she say anything?”

Gao Yuan hesitated for three seconds before uttering two words, “Nothing.”

Sheng Lianjue paused briefly in his movements, and the barely noticeable expression on his face quickly returned to normal. “…Two minutes. Notify the executives to prepare for a meeting.”

“Yes, CEO.”

Due to the incident in Xishuangbanna, the finance director was fired that same day. Suspected of covering up the matter, Sheng Lianjue directly contacted the police, who took the person away.

During the meeting, none of the department heads dared to speak. They all kept their heads down, fearing they might be implicated.

They could all tell that the CEO was in a bad mood, especially after returning from his business trip to Xishuangbanna. The entire company had been working overtime alongside Sheng Lianjue, and the situation was unbearable.

As they walked out of the meeting room, Jiang Lan followed closely behind Sheng Lianjue and said, “Recently, many employees have been complaining about the overtime situation. It would be better not to let personal emotions affect the company’s staff.”

Sheng Lianjue slipped one hand into his pocket, took out his phone, glanced at it, and then put it back with a cold expression. “The company’s KPI index has dropped by thirteen percent compared to last quarter. The resulting stock market turbulence has already caused significant losses for the company. Do I need to explain anything else?”

“Tell them, Shengshi Group doesn’t tolerate incompetence.”

Jiang Lan’s suggestions were rarely dismissed. “Understood.”

Sheng Lianjue: “What’s next on the schedule?”

Gao Yuan reported, “Lady Huide’s birthday banquet around eight tonight.”

Sheng Lianjue stepped into the cross-floor elevator, and Jiang Lan pressed the button for the top floor.

The man seemed lost in thought. After a while, he said, “Go prepare a gift.”Jiang Lan said, “The gift is already prepared.”

When attending the banquet, invited guests would typically bring a female companion. Following convention, Jiang Lan would once again accompany Sheng Lianjue to this event as his companion.

Gao Yuan seemed to want to say something but ultimately held back.

Jiang Wan was willing to wait; an hour or two wouldn’t make much difference.

Heaven on Earth, the largest entertainment club hotel in the capital.

Jiang Lan wore a striking red strapless gown that accentuated her graceful figure. A crystal fringe earring dangled from her left ear, resting on her delicate shoulder. Her fiery red lips curved into a poised and elegant smile as she linked arms with Sheng Lianjue, making their entrance together…

Their appearance undoubtedly became the center of attention.

After all, Sheng Lianjue rarely attended such evening events.

Holding a champagne glass, Jiang Lan maintained a composed smile, every gesture exuding the demeanor of a well-bred lady from a distinguished family.

With her arm linked in Sheng Lianjue’s, she effortlessly engaged with various business partners who approached, hoping to connect with him.

The banquet had started quite some time ago, and Sheng Lianjue’s arrival was not particularly early.

Lady Huide, the hostess of the event, shared some acquaintance with the Sheng family. She appeared in an elegant green qipao, draped with a high-end, custom-made shawl. Her black hair was swept up, adorned with a pearl hairpin. Her appearance was dignified and graceful, exuding an air of nobility, earning her the title of ‘First Lady of the Capital.’

Lady Huide approached, holding a glass of red wine and clinking it lightly with Sheng Lianjue’s. “Long time no see, Lian Jue.”

Dressed in black, Sheng Lianjue stood tall and upright, a figure that commanded attention among the many guests. The man nodded in acknowledgment. “Happy birthday.”

“Thank you.” Lady Huide then turned her gaze to Jiang Lan beside him. “Is this your fiancée? When do you plan to marry? Don’t forget to send me an invitation when the time comes—I’ll be sure to prepare a gift.”

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Jiang Lan’s lips.

She looked at the man beside her, as if waiting for his answer.

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