Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

"Sister...sister!" In the hospital, Nangong Jun yelled a few times, and Gu Chunliang recovered from his trance.

"What's wrong?" She responded softly, her originally bright and clear eyes seemed to have lost their original brilliance, she sat on the edge of the bed dully, slowly raised her head to look at Nangong Jun, as if looking at a stranger .

"Sister, it's time to eat." Nangong Jun didn't react too much, but just pushed the small dining cart, and then put the dishes on the table bit by bit.

Ever since the last suicide incident, Gu Chunliang had been depressed all day long, and she didn't know what she was talking about when something happened, so she invited a doctor for an examination, and it turned out that she didn't find any serious problems on her body. Said a little mental weakness, pay more attention to rest.

He could only follow the doctor's order and let her stay in the hospital for observation for a while, but facing her state every day, although Nangong Jun couldn't see anything on the surface, he still felt unspeakable anxiety in his heart.

Gu Chunliang sat next to the dining table and didn't refuse, just lowered his head and quietly ate the food on the plate.

Compared with her violent temper before, Nangong Jun is more difficult to accept her quiet and terrible temper now.

Nangong Jun raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, moved his lips slightly, as if he had made a big determination, and said tentatively, "Sister."

"Huh?" She raised her head and met his gaze, as if something had been extinguished in her eyes, empty and lifeless.

"Sister, shall we go abroad? You must be bored after spending so long in the hospital. It's always good to go out and have a look." He looked at her with a timid voice, more accurately Said he was flustered.

To be more precise, it was just an excuse for him to go abroad to get some fresh air. He just learned that there is a medical team in the United States that is good at treating mental weakness and mild depression. These are just in line with Lin Rushi’s symptoms. Like in a prison hospital, it would be better to try it, it would be good for her.

"Don't!" Upon hearing the word "foreign", Gu Chunliang's face suddenly became gloomy, and his tone raised a lot, as if he was repelling something.

Nangong Jun put down the chopsticks in his hand, and was stunned for a moment, but he didn't intend to give up at all, "Sister, the environment abroad is much better than here, and you don't have anything to do. It's better to travel than to stay here all day long." Be strong."

"You talk again?" Gu Chunliang gave him a white look, with a little anger reflected in his eyes.

It was not difficult to see that she was really angry.

Did you reveal yourself?Looking at her dissatisfied little face, Nangong Jun's heart skipped a beat.

"Sister..." His voice lowered a little, and his tone became more gentle, with a hint of pleading. Before he could finish speaking, the chair scratched and made a sharp sound.

The next second, Gu Chunliang stood up abruptly, "I'm full, eat slowly." He turned and slammed the door.

Standing by the empty window, watching the vehicles passing by in the distance, her thoughts drifted far away.

She didn't want to leave this city, just because of one person, a person who once loved each other deeply.

Ji Mujue.

No matter how much she expects, the love he gave will always be a thing of the past.

But she doesn't want to, she doesn't want to be abandoned like this, she is not reconciled!
There were waves in her eyes, a pair of beautiful almond eyes flashed a hint of gloom, and she snorted coldly.

This is what you forced me to do!
In the conference room of Ji's Group, the assistant rushed in hastily, and whispered something in his ear.

Ji Mujue's originally expressionless face was covered with sullenness, and he raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

"Today's meeting will start here first." Ji Mujue said, his voice was not loud, but it carried a kind of majesty.

The high-level people in the audience looked puzzled, and suddenly became noisy, whispering and not knowing what to say, obviously this meeting has just started not long ago, what happened to make him so anxious?
"President Ji, we still have some issues that we haven't discussed yet." Someone stood up tremblingly and said something.

"As for the simple solution developed near Country Garden, can't you solve it yourself? I am not a charity here. If you are not competent, you don't deserve to stay here!"

Ji Mujue frowned, squinted at the man, got up and walked towards the door of the conference room.

After everyone under the stage listened, there was a sudden silence, and the sound of a thin needle falling to the ground could be heard quietly.

"Remember, you will check your completion status again when I come back. If you dissatisfy me, you will know the consequences." Ji Mujue suddenly turned around and said, one step away from the door.

"Yes." They nodded one by one.

Taking the phone from the assistant's hand, Ji Mujue glanced at the call log and made a call back.

"What's going on?" As soon as the other party connected, he asked why.

Nangong Jun on the other end of the phone swallowed, paused, and then said, "That... I have something to do here."

Hearing his abnormality, Ji Mujue narrowed his eyes, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What? She committed suicide again?" His tone was very light, but with a hint of teasing.

He has seen through her tricks a long time ago, and he has already lost the slightest interest in her.

"Ji Mujue! Can you listen to me carefully?" Nangong Jun got angry and raised his tone.

He saw his sister's unreasonable troubles, but she was his sister after all, and he couldn't help but get angry when he heard what he said.

"Say!" Ji Mujue held back, his tone was calm and indifferent before, making people feel as if they were in an ice cave, and could not help but feel chills.

"I hope to send her abroad, but she doesn't want to..." Nangong Jun was interrupted by him in the middle of his words.

"Since she doesn't want to, I can't help it."

A person who deliberately wants to kill Shang Zhuyi, she doesn't deserve pity.

"Mr. Ji," the other side was silent for a moment, and suddenly the voice dropped several degrees, "I think we can help with the development projects near Country Garden..."

Ji Mujue twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled suddenly. It's not that he didn't see Nangong's flattery. It's just that they can do this project by themselves. Although they may not be as good as Nangong's family who specialize in the field of development, they are not short of money. The project was ruined, and it didn't have much impact on him.

"No need." He replied almost without thinking.

Nangong Jun was stunned for a moment, then exhaled helplessly, "Then what do you want? As long as you tell me, I'll measure it for you!"

It doesn't matter if he sacrifices a little for the sake of his own sister that he finally got back.

"You mean, as long as I agree to persuade her to go abroad, you will agree to any of my requests?" Ji Mujue asked again.

The air condensed for a few seconds, and a clear answer came from the other side of the phone.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll go and persuade her, on the condition that I don't let me see her again." His tone was sharp, without any intention of half-joking.

He didn't want to see him again, because he didn't want to see her hypocritical appearance anymore, and he didn't want her to get close to Zhu Yi.

"it is good."

In the hospital ward, the man sat on a chair next to him, his legs crossed naturally, and a cigarette was held between his slender fingers.

"If you are here to smoke, then you are in the wrong place. The smoking area is near the toilet. Gu Chunliang sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fell on him, as if he was staring at him, or looking at him Withered flowers outside the open window behind.

"Nangong Jun asked me to persuade you." He narrowed his eyes, took another sip, and said solemnly, without any foreshadowing.

"Persuade me? Don't waste your time, I won't go." She coldly gouged out his face.

Her plan has not been implemented yet, and the man who abandoned her is still proud and majestic, how can she be reconciled?
"You have to go, you can't stay!" He raised his eyes, his eyes were sharp and firm, staring at her closely, the hostility and sharpness bursting out of those eyes was beyond reproach.

"Heh, when will President Ji need to worry about my affairs?" She sneered, and deliberately emphasized the word "President Ji", and it's not difficult to hear that there is something in her words.

Ji Mujue didn't fight back, he got up, took a step, and stood in front of him.

"Gu Chunliang, do you know why I let you go?" He had a half-smile on his face, as if he was questioning, but also as if he was mocking something.

Gu Chunliang raised his head and looked at him, stunned for a moment, his brows were twisted into a knot.

This is what she didn't understand the most. Since when did he start to be extremely indifferent to herself, until in the end there was only disgust?
She didn't know, she couldn't figure it out, and now she was even used to not thinking about it.

"You manipulated the fire in the flower shop, right?" His tone was very calm, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him. The difference was that Gu Chunliang's pupils suddenly dilated to the extreme, He froze in place.

She thought her work was flawless, but in the end, he still caught him.

"If you have nothing to say, you admit it?" For a moment, Ji Mujue asked, his eyes were like falcons, for fear of missing every subtle change on her face.

"What do you want?" Knowing that she couldn't hide it, she no longer refuted, her face turned pale, and her body trembled slightly like a sieve.

In the past, Ji Mujue would have defended her unconditionally, even if it was her fault.

But now, she really couldn't imagine how much she would pay for it.

For him, destroying her now is much easier than trampling an ant to death.

"My request is very simple, I want you to disappear." Ji Mujue's piercing eyes were like a sharp knife, slashing at the person in front of him.

This is his last concession and his greatest tolerance.