Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Fiery gaze shot out from his deep and narrow eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the person, as if he was about to burn two big holes out of him, or like a ferocious beast staring at his favorite prey.

"I didn't agree to divorce, so you will always be my wife!"

Ji Mujue spoke word by word, every word was very heavy.

Shang Zhu's clothes grew so big that he really realized what it means to be cheap and good-looking.

This man is simply making trouble for no reason!Insatiable!

"Go away..." Shang Zhuyi panicked, and didn't know what to say. He swallowed uneasily, and the original sentence was still in his mouth. This man has seen all of himself. what do you want
"What? You don't even recognize your husband?" Ji Mujue frowned, stepped onto the bed suddenly, stretched out a slender finger and lifted her chin. "Little fairy, watch how I deal with you tonight!"

The woman I've been thinking of, now stays together with great difficulty, and rejects me so much. For Ji Mujue, whose pursuit of him is like a crucian carp in a river, this is simply an unprecedented setback.

Being teased by her, Shang Zhuyi's body trembled slightly, he moved back, his heart pounded against his chest violently, his lips parted slightly, and he wanted to refute something, but he couldn't say anything.

In the next second, his aggressive kiss covered her lips unexpectedly, and his dexterous tongue swept the entire mouth. She clearly felt the fresh mint taste in his mouth, as well as the faint tobacco smell. taste.

"Well……"

His kiss was very skillful, she was kissed dazedly, and unconsciously began to kiss back, if it wasn't for Ji Mujue's hand around her waist, she would have been so soft that she would have slipped down.

Happiness didn't last long, and the phone rang suddenly interrupted it all.

Who is calling at this time?
Ji Mujue recovered from the kiss, smiled at Shang Zhuyi, rubbed her soft hair and said comfortingly, "Wait for me."

As soon as he took the mobile phone by the bed, the ringing stopped suddenly. Just as he was about to throw down the mobile phone, a message popped up on the screen of the mobile phone. The sender was Nangong Jun.

He frowned in dissatisfaction, his eyes darkened.

Namgong Joon?
What is this guy doing calling at such an inopportune time?
Could it be...?
After thinking about it, he still clicked on the message.

"President Ji, can you come here now, my sister... that is, Gu Chunliang locked herself in the ward now, saying that she would commit suicide if she couldn't see you, no matter how much she persuaded her, I'm sorry at this point in time Excuse me, but, I think, only you can persuade her."

Nangong Jun didn't like him very much, but now he took the initiative to come to him. It is not difficult to guess how serious the situation is now, and it is not difficult to imagine how determined he is to call himself.

"What's wrong?" Shang Zhuyi couldn't help asking after witnessing the whole process of his expression turning from sunny to cloudy.

Ji Mujue turned his face sideways, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said softly, "It's okay, it's just that I have to go out suddenly, I'm sorry I can't accompany you, can you sleep alone tonight?"

Facing his tenderness, she didn't care. What she was most concerned about now was what was so important that he could run out in the middle of the night.

"What are you going to do?" Shang Zhuyi asked without even thinking about it, with his arms crossed, like a hostess.

"What? Caring about me? Or are you reluctant to let me go?" Ji Mujue smiled playfully, his deep voice tickled her ears, with a hint of ambiguity and bewitchment.

Shang Zhuyi can accept everything, but the most unbearable thing is this man's teasing. In just a second, Xia Hong blushed from the bottom of her ears to her ears, "Who...who can't bear you, hurry up, I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me !"

Seeing her shameful duplicity, she unconsciously smiled again.

"Wait for me to come back." His voice was pleasant, like a gust of night wind, accompanied by his leaving footsteps, disappearing into this huge space.

A black Aston Martin was driving on the highway around the city, looking extraordinarily lonely in the silent night.

The owner of the car had a tense face and tightly pursed cold lips. It was not difficult to see that he was not in a good mood right now.

Gu Chunliang!
It's Gu Chunliang again!
He didn't want to pay any more attention to it, but he had no choice but to see what she was going to do.

In the hospital, a group of people gathered around the door of the VIP ward on the top floor, and everyone's faces were full of anxiety.

"Sister, can you open the door first, let's come in and talk about something, everything is negotiable."

Nangong Jun said, his eyebrows twisted into a pimple, and his face was very ugly.

He was just an older sister, who had finally met and survived, but now she said that if she committed suicide, it would be hard for anyone to avoid angina.

There was no response at all.

The little nurse who followed was also anxious, and echoed, "Miss Gu, your brother is right, don't be so impulsive, come on, open the door first."

"I don't! Let me tell you, if I don't see Ji Mujue today, I will never open the door, and don't expect me to appear in front of you!"

Gu Chunliang shouted heartbreakingly, his tone full of threats.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do. It wasn't like they didn't think that a few people would knock the door open, but Gu Chunliang had warned them in advance that if anyone dared to knock the door, she would jump from the window.

Nangong Jun didn't retreat either. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His mouth was dry with anxiety. He glanced at the watch on his wrist and saw that the time was right.

At this point, he should be almost there.

Now Nangong Jun pins all his hopes on Ji Mujue.

Just thinking about it, the next second, a tall figure flashed into the corner, and what caught everyone's eyes was a cold and handsome face, with mysterious and cold eyes flowing in the black pupils, making it hard to figure out , he was wearing a black overcoat, exuding the arrogance of a noble and superior person all over his body.

The crowd that had been besieging the city consciously moved out of the way.

When Nangong Jun saw it, something flashed in his eyes quickly, and he shouted at the closed door, "Sister, Ji Mujue is here now, you should open the door quickly."

The person inside the door seemed to be stunned, but it took a few seconds before he responded, "I don't believe it, you must be lying to me, but you should let him see me!"

Standing in front of the door, Ji Mujue glanced at Nangong Jun who was full of helplessness and didn't know what to say. Feeling the woman's unruly and self-willedness, clusters of flames suddenly surged in his heart, "Gu Chunliang, you can die if you want, Return the kidney to me first, when I gave Shang Zhuyi's kidney to you, I didn't want you to spoil it like this!"

When everyone heard this, their faces froze.

They didn't expect that the president of Ji's Group, who is so dignified, has such a vicious tongue and black belly to such an extent that it is shocking.

Gu Chunliang obviously heard the familiar voice coming from the door, and immediately bounced off the bed.

"Mu Jue!" A sharp voice came, and the door opened with a click, and a figure with loose long hair was thrown into his arms, with traces of broken glass on his wrist. "Mu Jue, I miss you so much. You are finally here. Do you know how lonely it is without you by my side? I can't stand this kind of loneliness anymore. Don't go, stay with me, okay? "

She spoke incoherently, her skinny hands tightly clutching the clothes around his waist.

He turned his face to the side, and gave Nangong Jun who was standing beside him a wink.

"Take her away." His tone was neither serious nor serious, but he was not angry and pretentious, his eyes were indifferent and terrifying, and his entire face showed his impatience.

The medical staff next to him were about to pull Ji Mujue off, but she threw him away.

"No! Mu Jue! I won't leave! What are you dissatisfied with me? I'll change it! Just say it! I'll change it!"

She raised her face, her pale face was covered with tears, her tone was almost pleading, and her fingers clenched even tighter.

Hearing the sound, Ji Mujue cast a sideways glance at her in a disdainful posture, his eyes reflected deep anger, "Gu Chunliang, I know that you caused the fire, so you should take care of it yourself."

When Gu Chunliang heard this, his face immediately turned pale, and his body trembled like a sieve.

Even though she spent countless painstaking effort and time in order to conceal this fact and erase this stain, how could it be possible to hide this from Ji Mujue?
"No, Mu Jue, listen to my explanation..." Gu Chunliang still did not let go, trying to defend himself.

Looking at her hypocritical face, the last line of defense in Ji Mujue's heart was broken, and the temper he had been suppressing all this time finally broke out, "What are you all doing blankly? Are you watching a show? Why don't you hurry up and drag her away!"

There was a roar that made people shudder, and then, the medical staff started to move forward, and together they directly peeled Gu Chunliang off his body.

"I don't want it! I don't want it..." Gu Chunliang kept struggling, and Ji Mujue gave the medical staff who were half pulling and half pulling at Gu Chunliang meaningful glances, and those people quickly quickened their pace. Soon, there was only silence in the corridor, only Leave him and Nan Gongjun.

"Thank you for coming." Nangong Jun said calmly. Although the man's handling method was very rough, the result was good, and that's enough.

"No, take good care of your sister in the future, and don't blame me if anything goes wrong." Ji Mujue lit a cigarette and smoked on his own.

For Gu Chunliang, he was indifferent at first, but now it has reached the level of disgust.

Even if there were thousands of reasons for this woman who almost killed Shang Zhuyi, it was impossible for him to forgive her.

"May I ask, what happened to the fire?" Nangong Jun couldn't help being a little puzzled when he recalled the conversation between them just now.

Ji Mujue threw the cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it, raised his head and glanced at him, turned and left without saying anything, and disappeared in the corridor soon after.