Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Inside the Kempinski Hotel.

In the luxurious presidential suite, the pure white Persian carpet is sprinkled with bright rose petals, and the red "囍" is pasted on the wall. With the dim lighting in the room, the figures of the couple entangled on the big bed are reflected more and more. Add lingering.

"No, don't...I, I'm afraid..."

It was almost at the last moment, but Shang Zhuyi gritted his teeth, his round face was full of panic, he tightly grasped Ji Mujue's big hand that was exploring downwards, his voice trembling.

"Afraid?" The man who was lying on top of her propped up his strong chest, and a pair of deep eyes pierced across her delicate face, only to find that those crystal clear eyes were filled with true and real love. of fear.

The pace of attacking could not help but stop.

"How come?" Ji Mujue was slightly surprised.

The woman under him, that is, his new wife, has obviously had two marriages.It stands to reason that she should be clear about this matter between husband and wife.

But now, she was lying under her body, but she was as nervous as a little girl who experienced this kind of thing for the first time.

A woman who has been married twice can still be so jerky, hehe, Shang Zhuyi, you are indeed a top actress just like your sister.

A flash of contempt flashed very quickly in the deepest part of the cold eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. The man stood up with his naked upper body: "If you don't feel well tonight, we can choose another day..."

"Let's have a drink." Seeing the man turned around to leave, Shang Zhuyi didn't care about being shy, jumped out of bed and took two red wine glasses, and hurriedly poured all the "dry wood and fire" that his best friend Li Xiaoxiao stuffed into her inside.

I couldn't help but recall Li Xiaoxiao's words in my mind: "Shang Zhuyi, fight for your breath! You can't become a widow if you haven't enjoyed the rain and dew of a man! Especially Ji Mujue's figure is so good! Come on!"

Gritting his teeth, Shang Zhuyi anxiously handed the red wine glass to the man, raised his head and took a sip, and then lay on the bed like a hero, with his eyes tightly closed, waiting for the man's "beastly outburst".

Ah.

Ji Mujue held a faint smile on his thin lips, extremely cold.Picking up the glass of red wine with her slender fingers, she drank it all in one gulp, then pushed herself onto the bed, covering that delicate female body again...

However, in the next second, a strong dull pain slammed into Ji Mujue's body, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, hold his heart tightly, stare at Shang Zhuyi, and asked through gritted teeth: " You, what did you add to the wine?"

Outside Tianjue Hospital.

An ambulance stopped steadily, and the ambulance door opened: "Click! Click!" A large number of media reporters rushed up regardless of the patient's condition, and pointed at the man wearing the oxygen mask on the stretcher. shoot.

"Please get out of the way!"

"Step aside!"

Even if the doctor and the accompanying bodyguards tried their best to prevent the reporters from approaching, they still couldn't stop a large number of reporters from asking questions. Several female reporters in the front passed the microphones to Shang Zhuyi over the arms of the bodyguards: "Miss Shang, may I ask Mr. Ji's current status?" How is it going?"

"It seems that Mr. Ji doesn't have any consciousness..."

"Early before your wedding, someone asserted that Mr. Ji would be your third husband, what do you think about it?"

Hearing this sentence, Shang Zhuyi's heart paused, he quickened his pace and walked forward, subconsciously wanting to escape the turbulent questioning from behind.

"Ding!" With the doctors and nurses pulling Ji Mujue's hospital bed into the special elevator, she instinctively closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Shang Zhuyi opened her eyes, lowered her eyes, and Ji Mujue's pale face came into her eyes, her brows gradually twisted up subconsciously: "Ji Mujue, please don't have anything to do..."

"The third one, if something happens to Ji Mujue, he will be the third person to be killed by me." Thinking of this, a clear sense of guilt slowly piled up in her heart.

She, Shang Zhuyi.The second daughter of Shang's enterprise, specialty: Kefu.

At only 25 years old, she already had two unsatisfactory marriages.And each segment can not last 24 hours.The first time was when she was 21 years old and married her childhood sweetheart Shen Qiao, but Shen Qiao was hit and killed by a car when she went out to buy tiramisu for her on the wedding night.The second time was at the age of 24. She married Zhou Yin, who had always been in love with her secretly. As a result, Zhou Yin was shot to death by his ex-girlfriend Pan Anan when exchanging rings.From then on, no one dared to marry Shang Zhuyi, and she was ready to die of old age.Unexpectedly, her ex-brother-in-law, Ji Mujue, the president of the Ji family, suddenly proposed to her, the second after he and his sister received the divorce certificate.

Shang Zhuyi originally didn't want to marry Ji Mujue, so he saved himself from harming him. ,
But Ji Mujue was quite persistent, and the businessman was eager to get rid of her hot potato, so he forced her to agree to Ji Mujue's request.

But now...

"Ding!" The elevator door opened in response, and Shang Zhuyi immediately came back to his senses, stepped aside to the wall, watched the doctors and nurses push Ji Mujue to the emergency room that had opened the door opposite, a wave of fear enveloped her whole body without warning , she grabbed the last doctor who walked into the emergency room: "Doctor, is the situation serious?"

"Mr. Ji has a sudden myocardial infarction. The situation seems too optimistic at the moment, but we will try our best. Please wait outside!"

"...Okay!" After listening to the doctor's words, Shang Zhuyi nodded woodenly, and the hand holding the doctor's wrist fell limply, watching the doctor enter the emergency room in a daze, watching the door of the emergency room slowly closing On the night, her face was as pale as the long white dress she was wearing.

"Mr. Ji is suffering from a sudden myocardial infarction. The situation is not optimistic at present... woo woo woo..." The doctor's words echoed in his mind, and Shang Zhuyi finally couldn't control himself and raised his hand to cover his mouth and began to cry.

After all, she wanted to kill her third husband... She killed another life...

"I'm sorry, Ji Mujue..." It was so cold, the temperature in the empty corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant dropped to freezing point miraculously, so cold.

Covering his mouth, Zhushangyi, who had already burst into tears, slid down slowly against the wall next to the emergency room, squatted on the ground, and shrunk his body into a ball.

She was so frightened and cold, and an unstoppable feeling of murder arose in her heart.

"Tu Tuk Tuk..." Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor, Shang Zhuyi raised his head subconsciously, and looked over in a blink of an eye.

"How could Jue Mu marry that woman? Doesn't she know that she is Kefu?"

"Don't say a few words, let's find out about Mu Jue's situation first!..." Ji Yunian tried to keep calm, but his heart was also fluctuating, and there was a bit of impatience in his forced calm tone.