Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

But I didn't expect that after spending more than half a year, not only didn't Jimujue fall in love with him, but he didn't even want to take a second look at him.


I thought that Yan Rong could help me, and I would be able to take the position of Mrs. Ji soon, but who knew that Yan Rong was not useful, and there were very few things that could help me.


I can't wait any longer, in case the group of debtors find me, I can't afford to walk around!

My life has just begun, and I must not be ruined by this group of people!

After Jiana left, Shang Zhuyi was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window reading a book. A servant came in with wolfberry and white fungus porridge and said, "Madam, your porridge."


"Thank you, put it down."


Shang Zhuyi smiled slightly, and waited for the servant to leave before closing the book, slowly drinking the porridge in the bowl, after a while, Shang Zhuyi suddenly felt a little sleepy, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.


She yawned, walked to the bed and saw her brother and sister sleeping sweetly in the cradle, and then went to bed to take a nap.


It's strange, Shang Zhuyi fell asleep immediately after touching the bed, her head was drowsy, the moment she closed her eyes, she suddenly saw a figure appearing in the room, walking towards the cradle, she subconsciously wanted to make a sound, but she was top-heavy , not only couldn't make a sound, but couldn't even move, and finally fell into a deep sleep.


Song Enqian walked to the cradle, looked at Yixian Yizhu in her sleep and Shang Zhuyi who was asleep on the bed, and smiled as if triumphant. In order not to disturb the servants below, she opened the suitcase in her hand, and gently put the suitcase in her hand. The two little guys put it in, carried it downstairs carefully, and fled from Ji's house quickly while the servants were not paying attention.


All the way to the abandoned factory, Yan Rong was sitting on the ground tied up, with a dirty cloth stuffed in his mouth, seeing Song Enqian coming back hmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


Song Enqian dragged her suitcase and walked up to Yan Rong, and said, "Don't be afraid, I've brought all your grandchildren here."


When Yan Rong heard this, her eyes widened and she stared straight at the suitcase. Song Enqian pulled the suitcase away, and Yixian Yizhu was still asleep in a daze, not affected by external factors.


Song Enqian tore off the dirty rag from Yan Rong's mouth, and Yan Rong immediately said, "What the hell are you trying to do?! Don't hurt the child...the child is innocent!"


Song Enqian laughed, and said calmly: "I don't want to do anything, give me the money, and I will let you and the child go. I wasted too much time on you and Ji Mujue, and now they have found me , if I don't pay the money, I will die."


"But I don't want to die. After much deliberation, this is the only way I can go." Song Enqian said with a smile, "I'm helpless, Yan Rong, do you think I'm a rich lady? Hehe, you're wrong , all the encounters were arranged by me. Before I came to China, I was already investigating you and Jimujue, and I fully understood your thoughts. You have always been dissatisfied with Shang Zhuyi and always wanted her Divorce Ji Mujue, I just need to show good upbringing and funds to get you hooked. "


She took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit one and smoked it slowly. Her red lip print was printed on the cigarette holder. Quite pleased with me, really stupid as a pig."


Yan Rong never dreamed that she would come to where she is today. It turned out that Song Enqian lied to him, and all of them were fake.


It's really unpredictable!


But it's too late to regret it now.


"I'll give you whatever money you want, just don't hurt the child!" Yan Rong looked at Yixian Yizhu distressedly, with a nervous expression on her face: "You can say anything! My Ji family has a lot of money!"


"I know your Ji family has money." Song Enqian took a deep puff of the cigarette, and flicked the burnt cigarette butt far away. She slowly exhaled the smoke, squinted her eyes and said, "If it wasn't because your Ji family is rich, How did I find your Ji family?"


Song Enqian said calmly: "Don't worry, I will call Ji Mujue soon."


As soon as Jimujue came home, he saw that Shang Zhuyi was not waiting for him at the dining table, so he asked the servant, "Where's your wife?"


The servant said: "Madam has been sleeping in the room this afternoon and has never gone downstairs."


"Well, I see." Jimujue was curious. Even if Shang Zhuyi was lethargic, it was abnormal to sleep in the room all afternoon. He walked up the second floor to the bedroom and knocked on the door. There was no response, and Ji Mujue didn't know why his heart was pounding. The palms of his hands were sweating, and his heart palpitations were severe, which made Ji Mujue even more uneasy. The last time he had heart palpitations, it was Shang When Zhuyi signed the divorce agreement and left.


Jimujue pushed open the door and saw Shang Zhuyi lying on the bed and taking a nap. The air conditioner was on in the room, which was neither too cold nor too hot. She was covered with a thin quilt and frowned tightly, as if she had dreamed of something unhappy. matter.


Jimujue let out a long breath. Fortunately, the bamboo clothes are still there.


He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reached out and touched Shang Zhuyi's face, his tone contained tenderness and a smile: "Honey, wake up, it's time for dinner."


But Ji Mujue didn't wake up after calling several times, so he patted Shang Zhuyi's face lightly, but Shang Zhuyi couldn't wake up as if he had been drugged with sweat medicine.


Suddenly, Jimujue felt that something was missing in the room. He looked around, and finally his eyes stayed on the cradle. The cradle where two little guys should have been lying was now empty.


Ji Mujue panicked immediately, and immediately went downstairs to ask the servant: "Where are the young master and young lady!?"


The servant was taken aback and said, "It's in the room. My wife took it with me after feeding at noon today."


"No longer in the cradle!" Ji Mujue frowned, and said, "Is anyone else here today?!"


The servant replied: "In the morning, the old lady and Ms. Song went out, and later in the afternoon, Ms. Song came back alone, and then left again. No one came here."


Hearing what the servant said, Ji Mujue remembered that neither Yan Rong nor Song Enqian came back at this point!

Maybe I ate outside.


Thinking this way, Jimujue hurried upstairs. At this time, Shang Zhuyi had already woken up leisurely. When he saw Jimujue coming in, he called softly, "Husband."


Ji Mujue's heart almost melted when he called her husband. If he hadn't lost his two hearts, he would have stepped forward and kissed Shang Zhuyi hard.


"Baby, you're awake." Ji Mujue stepped forward and asked, "Where's our baby?"


Shang Zhuyi was in a daze at first, but when he heard the word baby, he instantly woke up.


She grabbed Ji Mujue's sleeve and said anxiously and in a panic: "It's Song Enqian! The child was taken away by Song Enqian!"


"What!?" Ji Mujue said in disbelief: "Isn't she with mom!? How could she take the child away?!"