Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

"Mr. Ji, the reporters are waiting downstairs." A sudden voice in the office interrupted his thoughts. He turned his face and didn't answer. He just nodded slightly to show that he understood.

This time, this press conference is different from usual. He can talk to reporters at will. This time, he must be careful in every move, so as not to be caught by the reporters and make a big fuss. Can he restore the company's reputation? , Ang everyone understands the facts of the bursts, everything depends on the performance of waiting.

He fastened the loose tie and strode downstairs.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, the reporters were shooting wildly at him, and the person with the flash was a little dizzy. Although this kind of scene was very common, he was still not used to tissues.

He sat down on the seat on the stage with a blank face, raised his eyes, and there was a hint of piercing breath in his black eyes, and his meticulous attire showed his rigor and nobility.

Immediately after the assistant announced the start of the reception, some reporters raised questions.

"Mr. Ji, someone broke the news that someone saw you go to the hospital where Ms. Zhao Qianqian was staying yesterday morning. May I ask why you went there? Also, what is the relationship between you and the victim, Ms. Zhao?"

very good!

He chuckled in his heart, he had expected that they would ask such a question, so he was fully prepared.

He leaned closer to the microphone, and in the next second, a deep voice like the last strings of a cello sounded.

"Yesterday morning, I did visit Ms. Zhao. I only met her a few times. We are not very good friends, but we know each other. So it is necessary to visit her."

As soon as his voice fell, another reporter quickly asked, "Mr. Ji, I think what everyone wants to know more is the relationship between you and Shang Lanyi, the murderer of this kidnapping case. Can you explain it to everyone in detail? ?”

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and said coldly, "I have no other relationship with the merchant's eldest lady, Shang Lanyi, other than the company's partnership."

"However, as far as we know, you had an engagement with the merchant, and she is the sister of your ex-wife Shang Zhuyi. Do you really have no relationship other than work?" The reporter's small eyes sparkled, As if trying to see through people, he retorted without hesitation.

Mentioning Shang Zhuyi, Ji Mujue frowned, he never liked others to use the deceased Shang Zhuyi as capital for their public opinion.

"I'll say it again," Ji Mujue's tone expanded several times to the gloomy side, "Shang Lanyi and I only have necessary work contacts, and please don't discuss my dead wife in public, it's really annoying Impolite."

Everyone in the audience was startled, feeling his angry side exposed to the public, and he himself knew very well that getting angry at the reception is completely unacceptable, and it is also a very low-level mistake, but he still couldn't restrain himself own emotions.

The reporter who originally asked the question lost his previous aura, bowed his head in shame at his words, said sorry, and sat back in his seat.

"Mr. Ji, do you have any connection with this kidnapping case? As everyone knows, Shang Lanyi was arrested yesterday."

Ji Mujue adjusted his breathing and cleared his throat, "I think everyone is very concerned about this issue. To be honest, this issue is the most important purpose of my holding this reception today, so I think it is very necessary for me to clarify this issue. Let more people know the truth of the matter. I have no involvement in this kidnapping case, and I have no knowledge of it. I am not the so-called mastermind behind the scenes. If you have any doubts, I think the police and my firm's lawyers are going to take this seriously. Gossip ends with the wise, thank you guys."

……

After a reception that lasted about two hours, he was already exhausted. He leaned back on the armchair, untied the tie around his neck indiscriminately, and casually threw it on the table

, feeling bored and panicked, recalling his performance at the meeting, he snorted coldly.

I didn't expect that after such a long time, it was still because Shang Zhuyi was at a loss. This woman, like a small seed, has been quietly buried in his heart without knowing when it started. When he realized it, It has already grown into a big tree that cannot be underestimated.

"Mu Jue, is the company okay? I heard you held a press conference today? Are those reporters okay? Did you ask any difficult questions?"

Ji's mother called, and before she could speak, she had already asked a series of questions.

Faced with so many questions, Ji Mujue didn't know where to start, and was at a loss for words.

Ji's mother felt the silence on the other end of the phone, and instantly understood something.

"Okay, mom knows, if you have nothing to do now, come home, I'll cook for you."

Ji Mujue raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, he never expected that his mother, who is so strict and strong, would say such gentle words now.

"No, mom, you guys eat, I haven't gone back so soon." Ji Mujue responded, it's not that he dislikes anything, but his mind is really messed up now, and he needs to be quiet by himself.

After hanging up the phone, he felt so bored and panicked, recalling his performance at the meeting, he snorted coldly.

I didn't expect that after such a long time, it was still because Shang Zhuyi was at a loss. This woman, like a small seed, has been quietly buried in his heart without knowing when it started. When he realized it, It has already grown into a big tree that cannot be underestimated.

"Mu Jue, is the company okay? I heard you held a press conference today? Are those reporters okay? Did you ask any difficult questions?"

Ji's mother called, and before she could speak, she had already asked a series of questions.

Faced with so many questions, Ji Mujue didn't know where to start, and was at a loss for words.

Ji's mother felt the silence on the other end of the phone, and instantly understood something.

"Okay, mom knows, if you have nothing to do now, come home, I'll cook for you."

Ji Mujue raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, he never expected that his mother, who is so strict and strong, would say such gentle words now.

"No, mom, you guys eat, I haven't gone back so soon." Ji Mujue responded, it's not that he dislikes anything, but his mind is really messed up now, and he needs to be quiet by himself.

Jiangcheng at night is beautiful, full of traffic, and the gorgeous neon lights are like rainbows of various colors.

He kept stepping on the accelerator, and the car moved forward at a high speed, attracting many people's attention.

And his mood was like a calm lake without any waves.

Tomorrow is her birthday!

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly felt extremely empty, unprecedentedly empty.

In the originally messy mind, a figure of a person floated up, even I was a little surprised, how could I suddenly think of her, the woman who has been denying that she is not Shang Zhuyi.

Her denial made him more stubborn and persistent, the woman gave him the same feeling as Shang Zhuyi, he believed in his intuition, he believed that he would never be wrong.

The car stopped abruptly at the door of a cake shop, and he got out of the car and walked in.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Guo has ordered you not to go in." On the edge of the corridor near the ward, two bodyguards stopped Ji Mujue who was about to go forward, and said solemnly.

Ji Mujue stopped in his tracks, and cast a sideways glance at the two of them.

"You call me Mr. Ji?" His tone was very light, even with a frightening coolness.

After hearing this, the two looked at each other. The man in front of him was indeed Ji Mujue. They saw it on the news just now. They called him Mr. Ji. Is there any problem?

"Since you already know who I am, how dare you stop me?" He asked with a heavier tone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, we are just following Mr. Guo's orders, please don't make things difficult for us." The bodyguard said cautiously.

It's not that they don't know what kind of character Ji Mujue is, but in the current situation, it's really difficult for them to do so.

Ji Mujue's eyes darkened suddenly, and those eyes made the two of them flustered...

In the ward, under the warm light, her slightly curly long hair fell down, she lowered her head, her eyes fell on the book she was holding in her hand, the picture looked indescribably comfortable in his eyes.

"Ahem." His deliberate cough broke the silence.

"ah!"

She raised her head following the sound, and her clear and bright eyes just met his gaze, and she let out a short cry in fright, like a frightened little animal.

"You...how did you get in?"

She knew there was a bodyguard at the door, so how did this person in front of him get in?
"You don't have to worry about it." The man shrugged and said casually, his heart was indeed more nervous than ever before.

Why? He couldn't explain.

"What are you doing here? As I said, I'm not Shang Zhuyi, and if you come here a hundred times, I'm still not Zhao Qianqian!"

Regarding the uninvited guest in front of him, Shang Zhuyi said angrily.

After listening, the man got up from the chair, and then approached her step by step.

He put his bangs down today, he couldn't see his eyes clearly, and Shang Zhuyi was even more flustered.

"You...what do you want to do?" Shang Zhuyi retreated instinctively, hesitatingly asked.

The man didn't make a sound, and continued to approach her, and in the next second, he pulled him into his arms.

"You!" Shang Zhuyi struggled hard, trying to break free from her embrace, but due to the disparity in strength between the two, she was powerless to resist at all, but her little face turned red with anxiety.

"Zhuyi, happy birthday."

His voice was deep and sexy, and he exhaled warm breath on the side of her ear, with a little vague ambiguity.

Birthday?
Shang Zhuyi's eyes widened and he was taken aback.

Looking at the clock on the wall, the hour and minute hands are pointing to the number 12, and a new day is coming.