Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

"No."

Shang Zhuyi shook his head and said.

Although Shang Zhuyi tried his best to deny it, Ji Mujue had already seen it from Shang Zhuyi's expression.

During the time he was away, his mother must have given Shang Zhuyi a grievance.

But it's hard to say anything from his point of view.

"I'm sorry to make you feel wronged."

Ji Mujue hugged Shang Zhuyi and said.

The two leaned on each other like this, it was very warm.

Just at this time, Shang Zhuyi's stomach groaned in disbelief.

The cooing sound made Ji Mujue frowned.

"You didn't eat tonight?" Ji Mujue turned Shang Zhuyi's head over, stared into Shang Zhuyi's eyes, and asked.

Facing Ji Mujue's eyes at this moment, Shang Zhuyi whispered: "I don't have much appetite at night, so I eat less."

"By the way, you're back so late, are you hungry? I'll cook for you."

Shang Zhuyi suddenly stared at Ji Mujue and asked.

"Let's go, go back to eat."

Listening to Ji Mujue's words, a doubt flashed in Shang Zhuyi's eyes.

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening, where did the dinner come from? Although there was some leftover dinner, it was all thrown into the trash can by Yan Rong.

Looking at Shang Zhuyi's small appearance, Ji Mujue patted Shang Zhuyi's head affectionately, and said, "When I came back just now, Mom was already cooking dinner."

Regarding Ji Mujue's words, Shang Zhuyi was somewhat skeptical.

But in an instant, I understood that Ji Mujue is Yan Rong's own son. Although Yan Rong treats him very harshly, he is not ambiguous about his son at all. Even in the middle of the night, as long as Ji Mujue has not eaten, Yan Rong will get up from the bed Delicious meals on the table.

Following Ji Mujue back to the living room, Yan Rong had already prepared the meal and set up a table.

However, when Shang Zhuyi saw the figure sitting at the table, his expression suddenly changed.

"Why is it so late, why is Lin Ru here?"

Shang Zhuyi frowned, and looked at Ji Mujue, wanting to get an answer.

But Ji Mujue just squeezed Shang Zhuyi's hand, signaling Shang Zhuyi to rest assured.

"Come on, let's eat quickly. I don't eat at such a late hour. I don't know what the two of you are thinking."

Yan Rong brought out the last soup and said to Ji Mujue, ignoring Shang Zhuyi.

Ji Mujue took Shang Zhuyi and sat on the table, sitting with himself.

Seeing this situation, Lin Rushi immediately moved his position, bringing himself closer to Ji Mujue.

When Shang Zhuyi sat on the table, Yan Rong's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

"Didn't you eat it? Why are you still sitting on it?"

Yan Rong's expression was a little cold, and she directly questioned Shang Zhuyi in front of Ji Mujue.

She cooked this meal specially for Ji Mujue and Lin Rushi, and also to create opportunities for the two of them, but who knew that Shang Zhuyi unexpectedly appeared halfway through, making her plan come to nothing.

"Mom, Zhuyi is hungry."

Ji Mujue's voice was a little cold, and he said directly to Yan Rong.

Yanrong's complexion changed for a while, this was in front of Lin Rushi's face, which made her, the future mother-in-law, look different.

Seeing Yan Rong and Shang Zhuyi turned their faces, Lin Rushi just pursed his lips and smiled lightly, as if he didn't see it at all.

Originally, Yan Rong carefully prepared a meal, but at this moment, Shang Zhuyi was cheap, the more Yan Rong thought about it, the more upset she felt.

"After eating, can't I eat again? I just happened to be hungry too, let's eat together."

At this moment, Ji Yunian, who had not come out of the study, stood on the second floor and said to the people present, at the same time, he glanced at Lin Rushi who was sitting in front of the table with some complaints.

The original good impression of Lin Rushi was also greatly reduced because of the incident just now.

Ji Yunian spoke, but his face was hard to say anything, and he sat on the table sullenly.

Ji Mujue gave Shang Zhuyi a comforting look, signaling Shang Zhuyi to ignore these gossips.

With Ji Mujue by his side, Shang Zhuyi felt much more at ease in his heart.

"Some people just don't realize it, and they want to take advantage of any small advantage they encounter."

While eating, Yan Rong suddenly said something, which made Shang Zhuyi feel awkward.

Although Yan Rong didn't name her by name, everyone could tell that the words were aimed at Shang Zhuyi.

"Originally, I did this a little bit, but now it's not enough. If so, Mu Jue, you two should eat more, we've already eaten."

When Yan Rong looked at Lin Rushi, she softened a lot, and said while helping Lin Rushi and Ji Mujue with food.

At this moment, Ji Mujue's expression was a little unnatural, but he was still forbearing.

Lin Rushi was chatting with Yan Rong at the moment, but he didn't see Ji Mujue's gloomy face at all.

"Auntie, you eat, I know it myself, I'm not like some people, I need someone to take care of me everywhere, I've grown up." Lin Rushi said with a smile to Yan Rong, and turned to glance at Shang Zhuyi , ridiculed that Shang Zhuyi was still a child.

"Eat, I'm full."

boom.

There was a muffled sound, and Ji Yunian, who had been eating without opening his mouth, suddenly slapped the chopsticks in his hand directly on the table, and then left with a livid face.

Both Lin Rushi and Shang Zhuyi looked up at Ji Yunian, especially Lin Rushi, with an inexplicable look in their eyes.

"No one will eat a good meal. I don't think everyone will eat in the future."

Ji Yunian, who had already gone up to the second floor, slammed the door shut. When the door rang, everyone's hearts skipped a beat except for Yan Rong.

After Ji Yunian's episode, both Lin Rushi and Yan Rong restrained a little. Although they still quietly aimed at Shang Zhuyi, they restrained a lot.

"Come on, he won't eat, we will eat."

Yan Rong glanced at the direction of Ji Yunian's study, cursed inwardly, and said to Lin Ru.

While Yan Rong was holding dishes for Ji Mujue and Lin Rushi, she chatted with them from time to time, at this moment Shang Zhuyi seemed to be forgotten.

"Zhuyi, pick what you like, and if it doesn't suit your taste, I'll take you out to eat later."

Ji Mujue has no reason to keep pointing at Shang Zhuyi's Yan Rong and Lin Rushi, and said to Shang Zhuyi with a smile.

Hearing Ji Yunian's words, Lin Rushi's expression became a little unnatural, but Yan Rong was angry.

"What's wrong? The home cooks well, but she insists on going out to eat, why is she so hypocritical? I think it's a princess disease raised in the house for a day, so can't you follow others' example?"

"It's too difficult to feed what you have."

Yan Rong said to Shang Zhuyi very unkindly, put down the chopsticks in her hand, and stared straight at Shang Zhuyi.

Shang Zhuyi was very wronged in his heart, and had the urge to cry, but he still forcibly endured it.

At the dinner table, she didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but she got into trouble for no reason. It was really a disaster from heaven.

Ji Mujue continued to endure.

He didn't want to quarrel with his mother in front of outsiders, and at the same time firmly held Shang Zhuyi's hand with one hand.

Shang Zhuyi understood Ji Mujue's embarrassment, he kept his head down and did not speak.

Now Shang Zhuyi has no appetite to eat at all at this moment, it is entirely because of Ji Mujue's face that he is here to hold on, it is very hard.

"Auntie, I'm not that delicate. Although my parents have always raised me as a princess, I don't have princess disease."

Lin Rushi raised his hands, clarified himself, and said again, "My mother said that no matter where a person stands, he must not forget his roots and the hardships our ancestors have suffered, so I can eat anything."

Lin Rushi smiled and said, "But having said that, Auntie, your skills are almost comparable to the chefs of star-rated hotels. I want to stay here and eat your dishes every day."

Lin Rushi's words made Yan Rong very happy, and her favor towards Lin Rushi rose again.

The dining table seemed to be a space for Lin Rushi and Yan Rong.

At this moment, Ji Mujue's face was already livid, he couldn't control it anymore, and stood up directly.

"Mom, what you said is too much, talking about Zhuyi in front of outsiders?"

Ji Mujue's eyes swept over his mother, and there was a ball of anger burning in his heart.

His mother said that Shang Zhuyi's clothes were not good, and Ji Mujue could bear it, but now that Lin Rushi was also involved, it was hard for Ji Mujue to accept.

"In any case, Zhuyi is my wife, the daughter-in-law of Ji's family. Let alone what's wrong with Zhuyi, even if there is something wrong, can't the whole family close the door and talk about it? It has to be like this."

Ji Mujue's eyes immediately glanced at Lin Rushi's body, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was self-evident.

"Come on, let's go out to eat, it doesn't matter if we don't eat this meal."

Saying that, Ji Mujue got up directly, took Shang Zhuyi and left the living room.

Looking at the background where Ji Mujue and Shang Zhuyi left, Yan Rong suddenly turned pale.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around."

Yan Rong was so angry that she almost smashed the bowl out of her hand, but fortunately Lin Rushi stopped Yan Rong.

After leaving Ji's house, Ji Mujue drove around outside with Shang Zhuyi.

It's fake to go out to eat, but it's real to go out with Shangzhu clothes to relax.

Half an hour later, Ji Mujue saw that Shang Zhuyi had no intention of eating at all, so he took Shang Zhuyi to the coffee shop.

After ordering two cups of coffee, Ji Mujue looked at Shang Zhuyi solemnly.

"I said that you are too soft-tempered. You didn't respond when people bullied you to the top. Shang Zhuyi, you are trying to piss me off."

Ji Mujue was really angry at the moment.

He saw his mother gossip, but he couldn't see outsiders speak ill of Shang Zhuyi, and at the same time, he couldn't bear Shang Zhuyi's resignation.

He remembered that the Shang Zhuyi was not like this at all, when did it become like this?Ji Mujue thought for a long time but couldn't find the answer.

Maybe it's since he lost his memory, or maybe even before.