Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Zhu Yanhui looked at her coldly, and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "You deserve it!"

These two words completely irritated Ella, and Ella was like a lion that had been irritated all the time. With red eyes, she began to punch and kick Zhu Yanhui.

Shang Zhuyi looked anxious, but there was still a baby in his stomach, so he couldn't help Zhu Yanhui, while Apollo was drinking red wine with a smile on his goblet.

Aila suddenly stopped while shaking, looked at Shang Zhuyi from the corner of her eye, and suddenly grinned, walked slowly to Shang Zhuyi, and asked, "You did it? You helped her get the contract, right?" ?!"

Shang Zhuyi didn't dare to admit it, even if he could stand the beating, the baby in her stomach couldn't stand it!

She pursed her lips, eyes filled with horror, and whispered, "It's not me..."

Aila looked at Shang Zhuyi subconsciously protecting her lower abdomen, as if she understood something, she stretched out her hand to touch Shang Zhuyi's lower abdomen, but Shang Zhuyi repulsed her back, and Aila was not annoyed when she fell down, just carelessly Said: "Looks like I have a baby, it's so good, I really envy you, when did I also want a baby belonging to Nangong Jun..."

Shang Zhuyi saw that she looked crazy and didn't dare to answer, Ella said again: "It has nothing to do with you, but why do you want to meddle in our business? Now it's all right, you poor unborn baby will follow you We suffered together."

As soon as the words were finished, Ella slapped Shang Zhuyi's face, and she said: "If it weren't for you, everything would be perfect and normal, but it is because of you that I will become like this, the cause of everything all because of you!"

Shang Zhuyi knew that he couldn't run away after this beating, so he could only beg: "It doesn't matter how you treat me, as long as you can let my baby go, I beg you."

Ella laughed: "Okay, then I'll chop off your hands and feet, what do you think?"

Shang Zhuyi's heart suddenly turned cold, and the crazy look in Aila's eyes let her know that Aila was not just talking, her face had no intuition, it was swollen high, and even her voice was very indistinct Qing: "No...don't..."

"Don't worry, everything has just begun. I have already released the news. I think Nangong Jun and the others will come soon."

Aila asked people to torture Shang Zhuyi and Zhu Yanhui to death, and Shang Zhuyi's child was also lost.

In the end, Shang Zhuyi was unable to support Ji Mujue's arrival. With excessive blood loss and miscarriage, this thin body couldn't bear it after all, and passed out in great grief.

And Zhu Yanhui was not much better, her body was covered with scars and unkempt, as if all the most vicious criminal laws had been applied to her, and she also did not survive to the end, and passed out.

Shang Zhuyi had a dream. In the dream, a very delicate little girl was saying goodbye to her. Shang Zhuyi tried hard to grab her hand, but he couldn't.

She cried loudly, immersed in great grief like all mothers who lost their children, unable to breathe due to heartache.

Shang Zhuyi suddenly opened her eyes and found that she was already lying on the hospital bed. She was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, with a hanging needle in her hand, and Ji Mujue was lying on his bedside to take a nap. Very distressed.

Recalling the dream just now, she shed tears silently, and slowly raised her hand to caress her swollen belly, no more, her baby is gone...

Her suppressed sobs still woke up Jimujue, who had always been in a light sleep, and Jimujue said quickly, "Baby, you're awake!"

Shang Zhuyi licked her dry lips, her throat was as dry as a thousand needles, she asked hoarsely, "Is the baby gone!?"

Hearing her question, Jimujue fell silent. After a long time, he said: "I'm sorry, Zhuyi, everything is my fault. If I can protect you well, if I can hurry up, everything will be fine." The results would have been different."

Shang Zhuyi finally burst into tears. Ji Mujue stayed by her side without speaking. I don't know how long it took. Shang Zhuyi was tired from crying. She wiped off her red and swollen eyes and lay quietly on the bed.

Jimujue asked softly: "Baby, you haven't eaten for two days, are you hungry, what do you want to eat, my husband will buy it for you."

Shang Zhuyi had just had a miscarriage and was abused. His body was already very weak, and now he was even weaker and vulnerable. He couldn't be discharged from the hospital within ten days and a half months.

"I'm not hungry." Shang Zhuyi stared blankly ahead, his eyes empty: "Go back to your country."

Ji Mujue was most afraid of Shang Zhuyi's appearance. He moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything in the end.

And outside the door, Zhu Yanhui and Nan Gongjun were standing there. They had been standing outside the door since Shang Zhuyi cried, feeling very uncomfortable and very guilty.

If it wasn't for herself, Ella wouldn't have troubled Shang Zhuyi, and she wouldn't have caused Shang Zhuyi to have a miscarriage. The three-month-old unformed child just aborted.

Nangong Jun tugged at her sleeve, and said softly: "Let's go, go in, you have to face it."

Zhu Yanhui pursed his lips, and was about to open the door to go in, but unexpectedly the door opened suddenly, and Ji Mujue walked out of the ward with an indifferent face, glanced at Zhu Yanhui and Nangong Jun, and said coldly: " Go back, don't bother Zhuyi."

Zhu Yanhui knew that she was the main fault, and she didn't dare to ask Ji Mujue to give her a good face. She bit her lip, lowered her head, twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to develop to such an extent. This level."

Ji Mujue said: "No one blames you. The child just passed away. Zhuyi's mood is very unstable now. If you come at this time, she will be even more sad. Wait for this time to pass, okay?"

Zhu Yanhui shed tears in a daze, and finally said: "Okay."

Nan Gongjun accompanied Zhu Yanhui back to the country, but Shang Zhuyi's current situation is not ideal. Not only can he not return to the country, he can't even go out of the ward.

Ji Mujue entrusted the affairs of the company to several other trusted shareholders and stayed by Shang Zhuyi's side all the time.

Shang Zhuyi seemed to be a different person, sitting on the hospital bed blankly looking out the window every day, without speaking or expression, like a puppet or an abacus pearl, Ji Mujue moved it.

She couldn't eat anything, and even if she ate, she had to spit it out. In a few days, she lost seven or eight catties. Wrapped in a large hospital gown, she looked thin and pitiful.

Jimujue saw the pain in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He went to the doctor for an examination and said that it was not anorexia, but just a mental obstacle. Shang Zhuyi had to go through this hurdle by himself.