let me smell the pheromones

Chapter 107

"Whoa-"

There was only a sound, and the shutters were like the leaves of mimosa, closing quickly, blocking the slightly dazzling light outside the window.

Lin Pei blinked slightly, and then his vision slowly recovered from the strong light, and his eyes turned to Sheng Mingyu.

The blinds didn't completely block the light, and the surroundings of the woman in front of her seemed to be covered with a layer of sun halo, and the boundaries gradually became blurred.

Her long hair was tied by a simple hairpin, and the loose strands of hair hung down on her neck and collarbone, softly like a feather.

I hadn't seen him for many years, but at this time the facial features that were somewhat blurred in the dream finally gathered again, gathered sand into a tower, and gradually returned to the appearance in memory.

This is his mother.

The mother who brought him into this world in ten months of pregnancy.

"Sit down." Sheng Mingyu put down the book casually, then turned her head and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

"I'm not thirsty."

Lin Pei lowered his eyelids, "You should also sit and rest."

Hearing this, Sheng Mingyu thought of something, and smiled lightly, "You two look like..."

Lin Pei didn't understand and thought she was saying that she resembled her father.

But Sheng Mingyu didn't mention it after that, she made a cup of coffee before, and even though it was slightly cold now, she still held it in her hand habitually.

"Before you came," she sat down on the single sofa next to Lin Pei, the two of them were not far apart, but not close, "I should have heard from your father about the details?"

Lin Pei glanced at her lightly from the corner of her eye.

Sheng Mingyu looked haggard and frail, with a shawl on her body. Although she was not taller than northern girls, she could be considered a standard figure of 1.6 meters [-], with a narrow waist and thin legs. If she stepped on a pair of high heels, she would be exposed Thick and thin legs can better highlight the proportions.

She has a high nose bridge, and although there is a hint of melancholy in her eyebrows and eyes, her overall appearance reveals the temperament of a rich girl.It's just... It's just that it's far from Lin Pei's impression and the mother that grandma said.

Sheng Mingyu, who was still in the engagement period back then, stood beside Lin Chengxuan and looked very petite. She would blush easily when she said a few words. In comparison, it's simply...not the same person.

He was silent for a long time without answering, Sheng Mingyu cast a questioning look, and when he noticed her gaze, Lin Pei withdrew his mind, "Yes."

Sheng Mingyu didn't say anything, and took out a document bag from the side, and handed it to Lin Pei, "This is a share transfer agreement I drafted, please see if the details need to be discussed."

"You can see it..." Lin Pei didn't understand her logic for a while, he flipped through it hastily, and saw that the recipients were the names of Lin Chengxuan and Sheng Mingyu, and he became even more confused, "But these should not be related to her. Shall I come to discuss it?"

Nor is he a direct beneficiary of the agreement.

"Your father, me, and my father, the three of us have discussed it." Sheng Mingyu replied, "Lin Chengxuan doesn't care whether there are more or less shares, but my father doesn't agree, so I discussed with them, and finally Agreed, the ratio between us..."

As she spoke, she took out a finely crafted gold-tipped fountain pen, took off the cap, and gently placed it on the contract.

"It's up to you to decide."

she says.

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"Hey, how long have you been in here?" The living room door and window were tightly closed, but Chris was sitting on the sofa, still shaking uncontrollably, looking more nervous than Lin Pei, "What do you think they are talking about inside?"

"Of course it's about mother and child." Song Xun was very calm, opened Xiaoxiaole and logged into Lin Pei's account, helped him through several levels, and tapped the screen while saying, "Can you stop being like a Is it the same as a man whose wife enters the delivery room? Sheng Mingyu is his own mother, no matter how unloving he is, she won't kill Lin Pei in front of the two of us."

"Bah! What's in the delivery room!"

Chris was very depressed, and sighed deeply, "I was just thinking, his mother never asked him since he was a child, and never mentioned to see his son in so many years, but when the old man talked about the shares, She runs faster than a rabbit. If I were Lin Pei, I would be chilled..."

Song Xun said suddenly: "So you are not Lin Pei."

"what?"

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After holding the pen for a long time, the slightly cool pen body gradually took on the temperature of the skin.Lin Pei's five fingers were stiff, and after a long time, he suddenly loosened his palm, allowing the pen to fall from between his fingers, and rolled heavily on the table, drawing a shallow mark on his skin.

Sheng Mingyu raised his eyelids.

"Before making any changes, I have a few questions to ask." Lin Pei suddenly took a deep breath, turned on the phone recording in front of Sheng Mingyu, hit the start button, and put it beside the coffee table.

This move was too aboveboard. If Song Xun came in with him, he probably couldn't help but blurt out when he saw this scene, it really was a mother and son, and they acted 'frankly'.

"You just said that my father doesn't care about share ownership. The biggest opponent of this matter is actually grandpa, right?" Lin Pei looked directly into her eyes, "So you came to me because you knew about this matter If there is a turning point, it must be me—the only descendant of the Lin family and the Sheng family, right?"

These words are not sonorous and forceful, but every word is precise.

Sheng Mingyu leaned on the pillow on the sofa and stared at him for a long time, then slowly sat up straight, with her fingers folded on her knees.

This is a pose to enter into a serious state.

She glanced at the page of the recording that was still in progress on the table, and finally uttered the first short but turbulent sentence.

"Yes."

Lin Pei's heart sank.

"You also know that Sheng's is my family's business. It has been a time-honored brand for nearly a hundred years. It's just that my father didn't dare to take risks and wanted to hold the rights firmly in his hands, so the company has not been listed for a long time."

Sheng Mingyu said, "But it will be different when the company is handed over to your father. A joint-stock company means that it is no longer his decision alone—"

"Let's talk about it."

Lin Pei interrupted her.

Sheng Mingyu condensed slightly, and she raised her eyes. The child who looked at her with tears in her eyes and was not taller than her waist now had a calm and calm face. Those cold eyes, which were almost exactly the same as hers, were calm and calm. God seems to have seen through her from the bottom of her heart.

That child, hiding in the hospital and biting the hem of his clothes in pain, has unknowingly... grown so big.

She paused, "I didn't say a single lie."

"I know." Lin Pei put the pen away, leaned back, and said in a flat tone, "You just said some nonsense that looked high-sounding."

"Everyone's time is precious, just state your purpose."

He said.

His tone was grim, as if he was fighting an enemy in a shopping mall.

...just like his father.

Sheng Mingyu regained her composure, and stopped engaging in those twists and turns, "I have the right to inherit my father's property. Over the years, I have indeed committed so-called dereliction of duty in the family, but in terms of marriage, I am indeed a A good marriage partner, isn't it?"

Lin Pei repeated: "The so-called dereliction of duty, a good marriage partner?"

"I married your father back then, that's what he was doing." Sheng Mingyu ignored his sarcasm, and continued with a flat face, "I haven't divorced your father for a long time, and it's also based on this consideration. Sheng and Lin Marriage, do you think we just made Lin Chengxuan a free laborer? You are wrong, the hidden benefits in this are huge."

"By relying on Sheng's connections, he pushed Lin's Group to go public step by step. I'm not too proud to say that it's all due to us, but to be fair and just, we both benefit from each other."

Sheng Mingyu frowned slightly as she said, "When your little fiancé came over, I thought he was here to find out information for you, and I had told him in advance. I didn't expect him to tell you a word... ...Let me waste some saliva now."

Little fiance?

Lin Pei frowned, and it took a while to realize that she was talking about Song Xun.

and many more……

In this way, Song Xun told him to visit his mother that day, and asked the reason why the two did not divorce. Is it true?So why is he hiding it?

Before Lin Pei could think about it, Sheng Mingyu had already returned to the original topic, "My father owns 67% of the shares. After retirement, he holds 7%, Lin Chengxuan holds 38%, and I hold 22%. Don't worry, your father and I There will be no divorce in the next few years, and when necessary, I will stand on the same side as your father, this is the best distribution method."

"After all," her plain face was very calm, "you are also an Omega, you understand that you are weak and powerless, and you can only wait for the pain of being wiped out?"

Lin Pei clenched his fists.

"I want these not because I have great ambitions, but because I just want to protect myself."

Sheng Mingyu turned around, and her expression was not very happy. To her, this sentence was a self-exposed scar. Maybe it could really move Lin Pei, but it would not make her feel better.

"If you think about it clearly, make a decision as soon as possible."

she says.

Before stepping into this door, Lin Pei never thought that the conversation between himself and his mother would be like this.It's not like a pair of mother and son who have been separated for many years, but like a struggle between two interested parties.

He doesn't want to inherit his father's company, and a large part of the relationship is tired of these intrigues and human relationships.

Unexpectedly, ironically, it ended up with Sheng Mingyu.

"……understood."

Lin Pei slowly let go of his fist, and there were four deep fingerprints in the lines of his palm that no one could see. The wounds were embedded in the superficial flesh. He raised his head and looked out the window. He hated the glare of the sun just now, but The study room covered by the shutters seemed too dim.

At this moment, he cut off all original connections and finally made up his mind.

"15% of the shares, there will be dividends at the end of each year."

He wrote down a few numbers on the white paper, drew circles, and finally tapped his fingertips with the tip of the pen, making a beeping sound.

"But I have a few requests."

Sheng Mingyu was not surprised, "Say it."

"Number one, you have to sign an ancillary agreement."

Lin Pei paused and raised his gaze, "Shareholder Voting Rights Entrustment Agreement."