Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

"Zhuyi," his tone seemed to weaken immediately in response to her tough attitude, "Zhuyi, I need you."

The black eyes showed a rare gentle expression, and there was a bit of pleading in his tone.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't make a sound, as if he was thinking about his words.

He needs her?Impossible, he has always been alone, invincible, how could he need her?He rejected her kindness again and again, how could he need her?He ruthlessly drove her out of his side, how could he need her?

"Ji Mujue, are you drunk?" After a long time, she heard her own voice say.

He would only say something like this when he was drunk.

"No, I'm sober, I'm serious, Zhuyi." He replied with an unusually firm tone.

"forget it."

She smiled, with an unnatural smile on her face.

Yeah, forget it, she doesn't want to be hurt again and again, and get his apology over and over again.

Her heart died on that rainy night.

Perhaps it was because of hearing her discouraging words, Ji Mujue's heart tightened, and his deep eyes reflected deep anger.

"Shang Zhuyi, listen to me. I'm not asking for your opinion now. I'm just informing you. I'll meet you at the Sophia Hotel at seven o'clock tomorrow night. I've already reserved a seat. You'd better give it to me obediently." I'm coming, don't force me to catch you."

It seems that the only way to treat this woman who doesn't like oil and salt can be slightly effective.

Although her tone was exaggerated a lot in a gloomy direction, there was a wicked smile on her stern face. Just thinking about her angry appearance made her feel very cute.

"Hey, who promised you to go! I..." Shang Zhuyi suddenly became anxious, and just about to refute something, there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

He didn't intend to care about his response at all, Shang Zhuyi hurriedly called back, but no matter how many times he called, there were only bursts of busy tone on the other end of the phone.

Are you kidding me, Miss Ben is out of control now?If you say go, I have to go?

Shang Zhuyi snorted coldly, and at this moment a notification tone of a text message came from the phone.

"Don't think about playing tricks. If you dare not come tomorrow, the place you live will be confiscated immediately and then razed to the ground. You know, I absolutely have the ability to do it."

Shang Zhuyi's face flushed red with anger, his pale fingers clenched into fists, if Ji Mujue stood in front of her now, she would guarantee that he would faint to the ground with one punch.

Damn it!He actually threatened her!

She has no choice at all now!
Although this method is a bit rough, the effect is surprisingly good.

The next day at the entrance of the Sophia Hotel, Shang Zhuyi looked up at the resplendent hotel exterior, took a deep breath, and walked in with big strides.

She was wearing a simple white shirt with a pair of jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes on her feet.

The people who came and went were all dressed up and looked at this strange woman beside him with a strange look.

In order to avoid making Ji Mujue think that she dressed up specially for this meeting, she came here in very casual clothes, simple and natural, but even so, the delicate face still showed a pure and generous temperament.

Taking a deep breath, she strode towards the hotel.

The revolving restaurant on the top floor is filled with beautiful piano music, and there are no other guests except the basic service staff.

"Hello, Miss Shang." As soon as he entered the door, a waiter-like person bowed and said politely.

She nodded slightly, and scanned the entire hall with her eyes, but she didn't find the shadow of the other party.

The waiter smiled as if he had seen through her mind, "Miss Shang, Mr. Ji said that he will be here soon, can you find a seat with me and take a rest first?"

"Okay, thank you." She returned a reassuring smile and started to walk inside.

This Ji Mujue, this important day, dare to be late?Shang Zhuyi complained in his heart.

"Miss Shang, look at this. This is arranged by Mr. Ji himself for you." The voice of the waiter interrupted her thoughts. She looked up and saw a row of pink balloons with aluminum film, adding a new dimension to the originally simple hall. Romantic atmosphere, the small heart-shaped candles formed a huge love heart on the ground, and the petals of red flowers sprinkled all over the ground, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Are you sure...he arranged this?" Shang Zhuyi asked suspiciously.

A person like him who thinks that everything can be solved directly with money, when did he become so romantic?

Shang Zhuyi looked at everything in front of him seriously, a trace of joy overflowed in his bright eyes, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Miss Shang, I really didn't lie to you. Early this morning, Mr. Ji called to make an appointment. He said it was to celebrate his birthday. We were planning to arrange the decorations. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ji pulled a lot of things by himself. The materials have come in, and I have been working here for hours!" The waiter said something in his eyes, and something flashed in his eyes.

She knew exactly what kind of feeling it was, it was nothing more than envy from women.

Yes, who doesn't envy her having such a handsome and romantic husband with so much money?
Looking at her eyes, Shang Zhuyi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, a little joyful and a little proud, the corners of his mouth, which were originally called a straight line, rose slightly...

Even if he is quite attentive, Shang Zhuyi thought to himself, and then it depends on how he will behave later.

In Ji's villa.

"Would you like to wear this one?" Ji Mujue held a white suit jacket in his hand, turned his head and asked the butler, the ground was covered with all kinds of clothes, "Don't all women like Prince Charming?" Is it? The white suit should suit me better than the water blue one just now."

"Master, this is perfect for you to wear." The butler next to him echoed, with an extremely kind smile on his face. Their young master has been dancing with the clothes for almost half an hour, and he has never seen him be so entangled. , and he has never been asked for his opinion, and this is the first time he has seen their always calm and calm young master so nervous.

"You say that in everything!" Ji Mujue said with some dissatisfaction, then turned around, grabbed the butler's arms tightly with both hands, and asked nervously, "I want you to tell me honestly, you usually What kind of clothes do you think I look best in?"

The housekeeper's old face froze when he asked him this question. The young master of their family was raised by him, so it's good to be an embryo. No matter what kind of clothes he wears, he always has the same high-spirited and extraordinary temperament. .

"Hurry up! Time is running out!" Ji Mujue shook him violently and said.

He is still waiting to give Shang Zhuyi a new impression today, he has to go there as soon as possible, the waiter just called to say that she has arrived, this reminder made him even more anxious.

"Well, I think that black Givenchy suit is pretty good." The butler responded, he knew that if he couldn't tell the reason, Ji Mujue would definitely not just let him go.

"It's black again, today is her birthday, black seems unlucky, how about red?" Ji Mujue frowned, caught in the entanglement of himself.

Young master, if you go there in red, you will be happy, but you will inevitably become a superman with big bubble gum!

The butler next to him thought to himself.

Just when Ji Mujue looked at the butler in front of him a little speechless, and was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

I was overjoyed at first, then surprised, and I revealed the phone, only to find that the person's name was displayed on the screen.

What is she calling now?
The expression on his face changed suddenly, and he frowned.

If she hadn't cried and screamed in the hospital ward that day that Shang Zhuyi was just a wife in name only, and she was her real lover, things would not have turned into what they are today.

It was she who made him misinterpret the existence of Shang Zhuyi from the very beginning, otherwise, there would not be so many accidents after this.

The ringing of the mobile phone kept ringing. After waiting for a while, the other end of the phone didn't seem to have the slightest intention to hang up the phone. After thinking for a while, he still pressed the answer button.

"Hello!" He asked, and before he could say anything urgently, there were bursts of crying from the other end of the phone. To be more precise, it was not just crying, but howling.

The woman let out a cry of pain, sobbing continuously, crying heart-piercingly.

"Mujue...Mujue...help me..." Lin Rushi choked up on the other end of the phone, his voice seemed to be extremely painful and difficult to say a single word.

"What's the matter?" He asked reflexively, the furnace temperature between his brows suddenly became more obvious.

It's night now, so there must be some accident, right?He couldn't help thinking.

"Mujue...Mujue, please help me, it hurts so much, I feel like I'm going to die." Lin Ru repeated intermittently, as if his thoughts were very unclear now.

"Calm down first, calm down first!" Ji Mujue's face turned gloomy, and he raised his voice and shouted, as if trying to dispel her fear, "Say it right, what happened?"

The crying sound from the opposite side became more and more piercing. He hated hearing other people's crying, other people's wailing, which would make him feel painful.

Maybe he didn't before, but now, he will.

"I... I feel like my foot is about to break, a lot, a lot of blood, I fell down..." Her voice was trembling, and she said incoherently.

Fall down the stairs?

He froze suddenly, his heart tightened suddenly, and he suddenly realized something.