Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Not only was Nangong Jun not angry, but he squatted down to pick up the beer bottle that fell on the carpet.

"President Ji, I know you have money, so you can't waste it like this."

"Haha, I know, I have money too, I have ass money."

"I'm the young master of the Nangong family, the president of Nangong, how much money do you need for beer?"

"But why am I from the Nangong family? Why is Nangong Ming my father!"

For some reason, Nangong Jun started talking drunk after drinking less than four bottles of beer today.

"I'm a bastard just stepping on a horse. I can only keep my company through a business marriage."

"Standing on the horse and being threatened by my own father, I can't resist yet."

"Hey, Jimujue, does your dad treat you like this? Ah? Your dad definitely doesn't treat you like this. Only my dad does. "

All this is a bit too much information for Ji Mujue and even Shang Zhuyi in the seat next to him.

They only know about the marriage contract between Nan Gongjun and Cheng Aila but they don't know that there are so many things in it.

"I also have a younger sister who is now in the United States. Do you know what my younger sister is doing in the United States? You must not know. She has been in the hospital for an unknown period of time." Nangong Jun sighed.

"My younger sister is very cute. She looks like a little sun when she smiles. When she was not sick, she always followed me behind me and called 'brother, brother'."

"My dad actually threatened me that if I don't marry Cheng Aila, my sister's information abroad will be removed, and my sister will soon have surgery."

When Nan Gongjun said that he was sad, he picked up the beer bottle and wanted to take a sip of wine.

Ji Mujue quickly took all the wine away from Nangong Jun's hand.

"Don't give me a drink, you really have no conscience, you only child, what do you know?" Nangong Jun usually has a good capacity for alcohol, but he didn't know what happened today, he was really drunk.

As the saying goes, when you don't want to get drunk, you will be sober, and when you want to get drunk, you will get drunk if you drink a glass.

"Can I give Chu Yanhui happiness? Dare I give it? She is the eldest lady of the Chu family, and I'm just a fart that my own company can't control!"

In the lively bar just now, Nangong Jun's confession made all the people silent.

Moreover, Jimujue now finds that the instigator on the opposite side who pointed at his nose for a while and then pointed at the impassioned room is already lying on the table and snoring softly.

Ji Mujue looked at the owner who was wearing Dior haute couture men's clothing and parked the latest Porsche outside. Although he had heard of Nangong Ming's willful attitude before, he didn't expect it to be used on his own children.

It turns out that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

It turns out that I have also experienced this kind of heartache when my family members are sick.

Shang Zhuyi, who was sitting by the corner, didn't miss a single word, and heard everything.

After Shang Zhuyi learned everything, his first reaction was to think of Chu Yanhui. As Chu Yanhui's friend, he was obliged to tell her.

I got up quickly, went to the front desk to pay, and left the bar in a hurry.

Ji Mujue kept staring at the people in front of him, and didn't notice the situation of the people around him at all.

"Ring, ring, ring." A crisp ringtone came from Jimujue's cell phone.

"I'm heartbroken. Well, there's something wrong. Come quickly." Seeing the name displayed on the phone, Ji Mujue answered my call without giving the person on the other end any breathing room, and then deducted his address. Telephone.

Not long after, a taxi stopped in front of Broken Heart bar.

One is down from the driver's seat. He is at least 1.8 meters tall. He wears a slightly tight black dress to reveal his perfect figure. He has flaxen hair, which is so beautiful that people can't speak. Eyes, straight nose bridge, smooth skin, thin lips showing a light pink, delicate and beautiful facial features.

People can't help but wonder, is this really a taxi driver?
Could it be that Ji Mujue called the Did D Express to take Nangong Jun home?

"Brother, what did you ask me to do here?" A pleasant voice came out of this handsome and charming taxi driver.

"Isn't this going to be a job for you?" Ji Mujue coldly pointed to Nangong Jun who was lying on the table and sleeping soundly for his younger brother.

Leng Bing's bushy brows almost frowned, "Didn't you go home for dinner today? Why are you doing all these messy things to me again?"

"Brother, I'll go home and prepare some wine and meat for you, so I'll trouble you to take this." When Ji Mujue said this, he turned around to Nangong Jun, "Send the things home, and the address has been sent to your mobile phone."

After all, turn around and leave.

Immediately, there was a notification tone on Leng Bing's phone, and Ji Mujue's WeChat had the address of Nangong Jun's home.

When Ji Mujue came home, Ji Yunian was watering the garden.

Ji Yunian held the kettle, hands behind his back, and slowly fiddled with the flowerpot.Every movement seemed a little more strenuous than before, and Ji Yunian staggered forward.

With his hunched waist, he bit his chapped lips tightly while thinking about something.

The setting sun at this time elongated Ji Yunian's back infinitely, making him look desolate and lonely.

Ji Mujue stepped forward and patted Ji Yunian on the back.

Seeing his son's return, Ji Yunian let go of his biting lip.

"You're back, where's Leng Bing?"

"I just contacted, and I'm already on my way." Ji Mujue didn't tell Ji Yunian the truth.

"Okay, let's have dinner when the ice comes back later."

"Dad, I asked someone to investigate. Nangong Jun married Cheng's family because he was threatened by Nangong Ming to save his sister." Ji Mujue hoped that after talking with Ji Yunian, Ji Yunian knew in his heart These things can feel better.

". Don't tell Yan Hui about these things, and don't give her unnecessary hopes." Ji Yunian has always regarded the brothers and sisters of the Chu family as his own. Now that Chu Annan despises the Ji family, he doesn't want Chu Yanhui to feel sad again.

"I know Dad, don't be too sad." Ji Mujue promised Ji Yunian, but he knew exactly what to do.

Shang Zhuyi actually went home a long time ago, but he didn't think about how to explain it to Chu Yanhui, fearing that he would run into Chu Yanhui in the living room or somewhere, and went straight to the room after entering the door.

It took Leng Bing a lot of effort to carry Nangong Jun into his taxi, and a waste of effort to drag Nangong Jun into his house.

At first, Leng Bing wanted to just throw Nangong Jun into the house, but seeing Ji Mujue's face, he threw Nangong Jun on the bed before leaving.

Leng Bing returned to the car, stepped on the accelerator and returned to Ji's house. After entering, he met Ji's father and son who were talking in the garden.

After greeting Ji Yunian, Ji Mujue called Leng Bing aside.Tell Leng Bing about Chu Yanhui and Nan Gongjun.

"Chu Yanhui is at home now, you arrange someone to follow her these few days."

Hearing the news, Leng Bing nodded in agreement.

He turned around and made a phone call, told his subordinates to do things well, and sent Chu Yanhui's photo to the subordinates.

Knowing that his younger brother was reliable, Jimujue was relieved and asked the nanny to prepare dinner.He went upstairs and called the ladies down.

Shang Zhuyi shuddered when he heard the door opening, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Jimujue who came in.