Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Shang Zhuyi turned her head subconsciously when she heard the voice, and when she turned her head, the mysterious person had disappeared as completely as if she had never appeared before, so she had no choice but to lick the corners of her mouth helplessly, and then went to the living room go.
The servant walked up to her and said with a happy face, "Mr. is back."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was not as happy as a servant, because she didn't know what kind of news Ji Mujue would bring every time he came, good or bad, she couldn't be sure that every time the result was what she wanted .

So, Shang Zhuyi just nodded slightly, and said flatly: "I see", and then walked slowly towards the door.

Before she came to the door to greet her, Ji Mujue walked in quickly, saw her, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to wrap her in the conversation, holding her so tightly that Shang Zhuyi even wondered if it was his plan Failed, afraid that he would leave him, and then preemptively planned to strangle her to death.

"Cough... Mu Jue?" Shang Zhuyi called out in a muffled voice.

Hearing her voice, Ji Mujue realized that his strength was too much, so he quickly let go of her, and then put his hands on Shang Zhuyi's shoulders, staring at her with deep eyes without blinking, The corner of his mouth curled up into an inexplicable smile.

Shang Zhuyi was about to be looked at a little by him: "Mu Jue? What happened?"

Ji Mujue still looked at her deeply, and then suddenly smiled: "That matter is completely over."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't believe his ears: "Am I dreaming again?"

"Why did you say 'again'?" Ji Mujue keenly grasped the key words, and looked at her narrowly.

Shang Zhuyi who was asked was still a little stunned: "Huh?"

Seeing her cute look, Ji Mujue, whose heart was finally moved away, smiled in a rare good mood, and reached out to pinch her cheek: "Do you feel it?"

Shang Zhuyi gasped after being pinched by him, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Ji Mujue's hand, and complained: "It hurts!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue smiled and let go of his hand: "If you can feel pain, it means you are not dreaming, understand?"

After being mentioned in this way, Shang Zhuyi came back to his senses, and his eyes widened in surprise and joy: "Really? Her illness has been cured?"

Ji Mujue nodded with a smile: "Not only was it cured, but she also told us the truth about that year."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's curiosity was ignited: "What's going on?"

Seeing her burning curiosity, Ji Mujue smiled dotingly, and raised his hand to stroke her hair; "Do you want me to stand here and report on work? Let's go back to the living room, sit down and talk."

Shang Zhuyi laughed at himself: "Yeah, I'm too impatient, hehe."

As they said that, they walked towards the living room together. Ji Mujue had just sat down and the sofa was not warm yet, Shang Zhuyi urged him to speak clearly, so he had no choice but to put down the teacup he just picked up, and softly recite Zhao Qingjie's words with Ye Static analysis, relayed again.

"That's it. When I looked at her like that, I was shocked and angry. I never thought that she would tell lies, so I didn't think carefully." Ji Mujue said in a low voice, reached out to pick up the teacup, and drank A mouthful moistened the throat.

But Shang Zhuyi, who had heard all the cause and effect, was stunned again. She never thought that Zhao Qingjie would lie about such a thing, and this lie has been spread for so many years, and even she lost her precious time. , It’s really not worth the candle.

However, having said that, after listening to this, Shang Zhuyi felt a little sympathetic to Zhao Qingjie, she glanced at Ji Mujue, and then pleaded: "Although she made a mistake, she also paid the price for it, so, Don't embarrass her too much, okay?"

Hearing this, a smile flashed across Ji Mujue's eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and then he frowned pretendingly disapprovingly: "How can this be done? If it wasn't for her willful and absurdity, I wouldn't let you suffer at all. For such a grievance, I would be fooled by her second, but since she has involved you, I can't let it go."

"Don't, don't, don't," Shang Zhuyi waved his hands sincerely without any doubt, "The matter is over, and I didn't take it to heart, so don't pursue it."

Facing her somewhat anxious expression, Ji Mujue's cold face couldn't last long. After a while, he showed a doting smile, raised his hand to stroke Shang Zhuyi's hair, and said softly: "Zhuyi , your kindness is really beyond my imagination, and I didn't plan to pursue her too much, but I was afraid that you would feel bad, so I didn't expect that you would actually intercede for her instead."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's cheeks flushed immediately, she pinched Ji Mujue's strong arm angrily, and said angrily, "Okay, so you're teasing me!"

Ji Mujue didn't dodge or dodge, sat upright and let Shang Zhuyi move, his eyes seemed to be encouraging her to strike harder.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi knew that Ji Mujue's strength was beyond his reach, so he let go of his hand in discouragement, turned his head with his arms folded, pouted his mouth, and expressed his dissatisfaction with a short and powerful word: "Humph! "

Ji Mujue was amused by her appearance, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Shang Zhuyi's shoulders: "Okay, don't be angry, shouldn't we celebrate now?"

For some reason, Shang Zhuyi was convinced by his leaping logic, so she put away the angry look on her face, and still looked at Ji Mujue with some dissatisfaction. After a while of silence, she slowly opened her mouth and said: " Then Miss Zhao, she...?"

Ji Mujue lowered his eyes slightly, and his tone was so indifferent that he seemed to be describing a stranger passing by on the road: "Zhao Lianchen has been notified to pick her up, don't worry."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi nodded; "That's good..."

After finishing speaking, she took the initiative to snuggle into Ji Mujue's arms and rubbed her cheeks; "I'm really afraid that this is another dream of mine. After waking up, I still have to face those troublesome problems."

Ji Mujue touched her hair with some distress, and his eyes were full of self-blame: "I didn't protect you well, but I swear, Zhuyi, that I will never let you be wronged again in the future, otherwise, let me ..."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was startled, and hastily stretched out his hand to cover his thin lips before he could say those swear words: "Don't talk nonsense, I just understand what you mean, there is no need to say such things. "

Ji Mujue felt the touch of the fingertips of Shang Zhuyi on his lips, he suddenly felt that this hand didn't seem to be covering his mouth, but it seemed to be caressing the tip of his heart, which moved him involuntarily .

Ji Mujue looked deeply at Shang Zhuyi, then slowly raised his hand to cover her catkin, and gently held it in his palm, as if holding a rare treasure: "I understand, but I hope You can also understand my mind."

Shang Zhuyi felt the temperature from her fingertips, her cheeks gradually turned red, she lowered her head slightly, and said softly: "Of course I understand..."

"I hope you understand better." Ji Mujue said in a low and magnetic voice, and then slowly lowered his head.

Shang Zhuyi froze for a moment, but instead of avoiding it, he closed his eyes.

However, at this moment, Ji Mujue's cell phone rang like crazy.

The atmosphere was broken, and Ji Mujue could only thump the sofa irritably, then took out his phone helplessly, glanced at the caller ID, and found that it was Ye Jing, so he picked it up with the corners of his mouth pursed: "Sister Jing?"

It was not Ye Jing's voice that came from the other end of the phone, but a ding, bang, like the sound of a fragile product being broken.

Ji Mujue frowned involuntarily, could it be that Zhao Qingjie went back on his word and started pretending to be crazy again?

"Sister Jing! What happened?" He asked loudly.

Ye Jing seemed to have just come back to her senses, and hurriedly held the phone and said, "Mujue, come back and have a look. After Zhao Lianchen came, he said he wanted to argue with you. When I said you went out, he seemed crazy." Same thing, actually started smashing things!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue stood up immediately: "What? Where's the security guard?"

"The security guards came in, but only temporarily surrounded him. He was holding glass shards in his hand and waving them like crazy. Several security guards have already been scratched by him!" Ye Jing said anxiously, just in a few words In the meantime, the sound of smashing things was still coming from the other end of the phone, as well as the screams of the servants and Zhao Qingjie.

"Stop him first, don't let him hurt anyone anymore, I'll go over right away!" Ji Mujue said calmly, and after he finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, then bowed his head and said to Shang Zhuyi: "Zhuyi , I have to go back."

The noise on the other end of the phone had already reached Shang Zhuyi's ears, and she didn't stop Ji Mujue, but stood up with him: "I know, I'll go with you."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue paused, and rejected her without even thinking: "No, Zhao Lianchen has lost his mind now, after you pass, if he hurts you, I really can't guarantee that I won't hurt you." would get out of hand and kill him on the spot."

Shang Zhuyi knew that Ji Mujue was not exaggerating, so she nodded with her lips pursed: "Okay then, take care of yourself."

Ji Mujue nodded, agreeing, then picked up the suit jacket on the sofa, and hurried to the door.

Shang Zhuyi looked at his back and frowned worriedly.

Ji Mujue drove all the way back to the villa in the urban area. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhao Lianchen holding Ye Jing in front of him at some point, and a piece of sharp glass casually pressed against Ye Jing's carotid artery.

"Zhao Lianchen!" Ji Mujue walked up quickly in surprise and anger: "Why are you crazy? Your sister has recovered without incident, what else do you want?"

Zhao Qingjie was sitting on the floor beside her, tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, apparently she did not expect her younger brother to do such a thing.