Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Shang Zhuyi slept for a long time before gradually waking up. Ji Mujue stayed by Shang Zhuyi's side without blinking his eyes, let alone daring to sleep, for fear of missing Shang Zhuyi's waking up.


"You're awake!" Ji Mujue held Shang Zhuyi's hand and said, "It's a pair of twins, thank you for your hard work, baby."


Shang Zhuyi moved his lips, and asked hoarsely, "Where is the child?"


Ji Mujue said: "It's all right in the observation room. After the inspection is over, the child will be sent over."


"Hmm..." Shang Zhuyi yelled in the middle of the night when she had dystocia. At this time, her voice was already too hoarse. Jim Mujue brought her a glass of warm water and said, "Drink some water to moisten your throat first. Are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat."


Shang Zhuyi drank all the water in the cup and said, "Look at it and buy some."


"Okay" Ji Mujue got up, and was just about to go out to buy food, but who knew that the door was pushed open suddenly, it was Yan Rong!


Yan Rong was dressed very luxuriously, holding an insulated box in her hand, glanced at Shang Zhuyi lying on the hospital bed, and said, "I asked the servant to make chicken soup for you, and drink it while it's hot."


Shang Zhuyi was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Yan Rong would bring chicken soup to him in person, and suddenly said with some emotion, "Thank you, Mom."


Yan Rong looked at Shang Zhuyi's thin and pale appearance, with a trace of emotion on his face, he turned his head awkwardly, and said, "Thank you for what, I'm here to see my son."


Shang Zhuyi smiled faintly, she had long been used to the tricky appearance.


Ji Mujue also said thank you, Mom, took the thermos, and filled Shang Zhuyi with a bowl of chicken soup. It was still hot, and the temperature was just right.


After a night of hard work, Shang Zhuyi was already exhausted and hungry, and when he asked about the chicken soup, his stomach growled.


Yan Rong felt a little uncomfortable staying here, so she gave Shang Zhuyi a few words and left.


Shang Zhuyi fell asleep for a while after drinking the chicken soup. Ji Mujue didn't close his eyes all day and night. The bed was big enough, so he took off his shoes, got into Shang Zhuyi's bed, hugged Shang Zhuyi and closed his eyes, and soon There was a slight snoring sound.


Shang Zhuyi was recuperating in the hospital for a week, and the baby was also checked out to be healthy. After there was no problem, he was taken home by Ji Mujue.


She asked, "Jeez, have you thought of a name yet?"


While driving, Ji Mujue said proudly: "Of course, the boy is called Yizhu, and the girl is called Yixian. They are taken from the Book of Songs, and Yixian and Yizhu miss Huanian."


"One string and one pillar..." Shang Zhuyi murmured: "It sounds nice, let's call it this."


During Shang Zhuyi's confinement period, the child was temporarily handed over to the servants at home, and Shang Zhuyi was protected by Ji Mujue and could not do anything.


"You should sit on the confinement well, otherwise the root cause of the disease will be left behind."


Shang Zhuyi said with a smile: "It's not that I haven't had confinement, so don't be so nervous about me."


But Ji Mujue said with a face of course: "So what's the matter, this time there are two babies, of course we need to take better care of them."


Shang Zhuyi sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to follow him.


Song Enqian looked at Shang Zhuyi and Ji Mujue showing affection every day, and her eyes were almost blind, but more of it was jealousy, jealousy of Ji Mujue's kindness to Shang Zhuyi, and jealousy of Ji Mujue's love for Shang Zhuyi.


She was watering the roses in the yard when the phone rang suddenly. Song Enqian put down the kettle and answered the phone. A man's voice rang from the phone: "Miss Song, long time no see?"


Song Enqian froze when she heard the man's voice, a panic flashed in her eyes: "It's you!?"


"Of course it's me." The man chuckled and said, "When will the money that Ms. Song owed in Las Vegas be repaid?"


"I'll pay it back." Song Enqian frowned, looked at Shang Zhuyi and Jimujue's bedroom, and said coldly, "Soon."


Jiana came to visit Shang Zhuyi with bags of nutrition, as well as various small clothes and shoes. She saw that the strings and pillars in the cradle were about to melt, pink and tender. She is very cute. She teased Yizhu with the rattle and said, "Wow, twins, I'm so envious. I wanted an older brother before, but I always complained why my father didn't give me one."


"But when my mother gave birth to me, she had a difficult labor. She was unlucky and died of a hemorrhage." Jiana said, "My father wanted to protect my mother, but my mother saved me."


Shang Zhuyi moved his lips to comfort her, but he couldn't say anything.


Jiana stuck out her tongue, put down the rattle, and asked with a smile, "How is it? It feels like walking through the gate of hell."


Shang Zhuyi smiled faintly, recalled carefully, and said: "I thought I was going to die, and all the strength in my body was taken away. Needless to say, the doctor knew that I had dystocia and hemorrhage. At that time, I really thought I was going to die." Forget it, it’s panda blood after all, but I didn’t expect to find a volunteer with the same blood type as mine.”


"The pain was so bad that I passed out. When I woke up, the baby was born and the stomach was sewn up."


Jana asked, "Don't you know who the volunteers are?"


Shang Zhuyi shook his head: "I don't know."


Jiana sighed, of course she knew who the volunteer was, but she didn't expect that he didn't tell Shang Zhuyi that he saved her.


Seeing the change in Jiana's expression, Shang Zhuyi asked, "Do you know who it is?"


"It's Alfonso," Jana said. "He's the same blood type as you."


Shang Zhuyi was stunned: "How could it be Yaou?! I didn't expect that we have the same blood type! But Jue didn't tell me who it is..."


"It should be Alfonso who didn't let Jimujue talk about it." Jana said, "Maybe he was worried that you felt that you owed him too much."


This guy, is he going to let go or continue? !I can't understand him anymore!


Song Enqian asked Yan Rong to go shopping, and on the way back, the car drove more and more sideways, until they drove into an abandoned factory, Yan Rong looked at the unfamiliar environment, and quickly asked: "Enqian, what are we doing here!? "


Song Enqian smiled, and suddenly threw a stick at the back of Yan Rong's head, Yan Rong immediately rolled her eyes and passed out.


While tying up her face, she said: "Tsk, wasting my mother's time for more than half a year, it really makes me unhappy."


Song Enqian owed a huge debt, 1000 million. She lost nothing in Las Vegas last year. The creditor started chasing the debt half a year ago, and ran to China from South Korea in desperation.


From the very beginning, she knew Ji Mujue, and Yan Rong even more. All the encounters were arranged by her. She deliberately knew Yan Rong and lived in Ji's house.


You must know that as long as you marry Ji Mujue, you don't have to worry about the rest of your life. What about 1000 million, what kind of debt, go away!