Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

At that time, Shang Zhuyi was watching an old movie with Chu Yanhui at home. The moment he received a call from the police station, Shang Zhuyi's palms were sweating, and he hurriedly turned off the movie and went to the police with Zhu Yanhui. Bureau.

She sat in the car and couldn't help looking out the window. She looked anxious, and there was worry on her small face that she couldn't hide. She wished she could come to Jimujue's side immediately.

Zhu Yanhui took her hand and said softly, "It's okay, my brother is here too, don't worry, he'll be there soon."

Shang Zhuyi nodded, but the worried look on his face didn't fade away. When the black Maybach stopped in front of the police station, Shang Zhuyi's small body shot out like a taut arrow. Go into the police station.

The man was taking notes with the police, he was a little surprised when he saw Shang Zhuyi arrived, and said, "Why are you here?"

Shang Zhuyi walked up to Ji Mujue quickly, looked at the wound on his face with distressed face, and asked, "What's going on? Who beat you?"

With a smile in his eyes, Ji Mujue held her hand, kissed it, and said, "It's just a little bit broken, don't worry."

Shang Zhuyi frowned, seeing that he didn't say anything, his voice was tinged with warmth and anger: "Who beat you?"

Zhu Yanhui, brother and sister turned their heads to look at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes, as if they had never seen Shang Zhuyi so powerful.

Ji Mujue didn't speak, but he involuntarily glanced at Young Master Xue who was rubbing safflower oil on the side. Although he quickly looked away, Shang Zhuyi still noticed it.

Shang Zhuyi walked up to Young Master Xue without saying a word, looked at him coldly, with anger that could not be concealed in her eyes, she asked: "Did you hit him?"

For a moment, Ji Mujue felt that Shang Zhuyi seemed to be a different person, and he didn't stop him for a while, just watching the next development.

Young Master Xue has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, when he saw that Shang Zhuyi was a woman, he thought it was a soft persimmon, raised his eyebrows, and said provocatively, "I did it..."

Before he could speak, a clear and loud slap sound suddenly came to mind in the huge room. Young Master Xue looked at her incredulously while covering his swollen face, as if he had seen a ghost.

Shang Zhuyi raised his head slowly, his gaze was very stern, his voice was very cold, with an irresistible majesty: "I returned this slap to you on behalf of Mu Jue."

She glanced at Zhu Annan coldly from the corner of her eye, raised her hand and slapped him again, and said, "I gave you back this slap on behalf of Annan."

After the words fell, she returned to Jimujue, raised her smiling face, and asked with concern: "Jue, are you hungry, can I make soup for you at home at night?"

She smiled brightly, as if she did not do anything just now, but Zhu Annan brothers and sisters and Jimu Jue were stunned. No one had ever thought that such a petite little person would contain such powerful power.

This kind of power will only explode when it is related to Ji Mujue.

The farce didn't end until one o'clock in the morning. It was cold outside, and the breeze was blowing over the face. Shang Zhuyi couldn't help shivering when he came out in a hurry. Ji Mujue took off his coat and put it on her, took her hand, and talked with Zhu Yan Hui brothers and sisters said goodbye and went home.

In the early morning of the second day, Ji Mujue went to the company for a meeting early, Shang Zhuyi stayed at home and watched a movie bored, watching the hero and heroine in the movie, you and me occasionally sent a heart lunch, Shang Zhuyi lay on the bed Rolling around, I couldn't help thinking: If I also gave Jue a bento with love, would he feel as happy and sweet as the hero?
Thinking of this, she blushed blushing, as if after such a long time, she had never made a love bento.

I glanced at the time, and it will be noon in an hour, why not take advantage of this time and learn from the heroine in the movie.

With a happy smile on his lips, Shang Zhuyi cheered up and went downstairs to make bento.

To be honest, Shang Zhuyi's culinary skills are not bad, you can say that he is very good. Although he can't compare with Michelin chefs, he can still compare with the chefs of the first-class high-end restaurants in the United States.

The knife skills are also very good, and the flowing clouds are as dizzying as flowing water. Just like this, it can already be called a visual feast.

While humming a little song, Shang Zhuyi carefully cooked the dishes, feeling extremely sweet in his heart.

It seems that since the appearance of Ji Mujue, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, from the widow Kefu who was criticized by everyone at the beginning, to the young mistress of Ji's family who is now envied by everyone.

It must be hard work, but fortunately, the days have passed, and no one can separate her and Ji Mujue.

Before he knew it, Shang Zhuyi had packed the bento, looking at the smiling face on the bento, he was very happy.

The moment they entered the group building, everyone greeted Shang Zhuyi respectfully when they saw Shang Zhuyi: "Hello, Miss Shang."

Shang Zhuyi smiled and nodded, came to the front desk and asked, "Is Director Ji in the company?"

The lady at the front desk nodded with a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, everything was formulaic: "Yes, do you need me to contact Director Ji next?"

Shang Zhuyi shook his head and declined politely: "Thank you, no need, I'll go find him myself."

Ji Mujue is the chairman of the company. His office is so big that he occupies the top floor of the building. It is equipped with various entertainment facilities and gymnasiums. No matter how many times Shang Zhuyi comes, he will secretly marvel.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, Shang Zhuyi was stunned. Not far away, in front of the French windows, there was another woman sitting on top of his beloved man.

The woman was wearing a black low-cut skirt with a proud snow-white chest. It seemed that she would tear her clothes and come out at any time, and she was trying to seduce Ji Mujue.

Shang Zhuyi couldn't see the man's expression, but she knew that she had to trust him, so she wanted to leave subconsciously, walked in some, put down the lunch box and left.

She returned home in a daze, lying on the bed and closing her eyes just saw the scene just now, Shang Zhuyi felt a little sick, why didn't she want to ask him what was going on?
But some things, when asked in front of outsiders, changed the feeling.

Maybe Ji Mujue had to do this?
In the afternoon, Zhu Yanhui asked her to drink tea. Seeing her preoccupied appearance, she couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? With a mournful face, brother Mu Jue bullied you?"

Seeing that she was silent, Zhu Yanhui said to himself, "I can't, brother Mu Jue loves you so much, why would he bully you..."

He didn't bully me!

But he dared to find another woman! !

Thinking that Shang Zhuyi's little face was even uglier, Zhu Yanhui picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant black tea, and asked curiously: "What's the matter, just tell me, I might be able to help you a bit." Woolen cloth!"