Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Shang Zhuyi sat down slowly, carefully looked at the breakfast table back and forth, and was surprised to find that these were all her favorite things. From this point of view, not only could it be seen that Ji Mujue prepared this table breakfast with care, It can also be inferred that perhaps Ji Mujue and her have really known each other for a long time and have a close relationship, otherwise how would he know her taste?
After thinking wildly for a while, Shang Zhuyi finally couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. She reached out to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a delicate pastry as if savoring a feast, put it in her mouth and tasted it carefully, and then her eyes were instantly caught lit up.

She couldn't help but nodded, and then let out a contented sigh: "Yeah!"

Then, the frequency of her swinging her chopsticks increased significantly, and after a while, the breakfast on the table was wiped clean like fallen leaves by the autumn wind.

Shang Zhuyi wiped her mouth contentedly, and then went back to the armchair comfortably. This was the first time since she found out that she had lost her memory, she was in the same mood as the word Shu Chang.

As her mood improved, even though she still felt very strange to the people and things around her, she was willing to gradually let go of her inner defenses.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and Shang Zhuyi was already Ji Mujue, so he looked up with bright eyes.

The door was slowly opened, and a tall and tall figure walked in.

"Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao?" Shang Zhuyi frowned and called out.

The reason why Shang Zhuyi called Zhao Lianchen respectfully was not only because she felt that she was not familiar with Zhao Lianchen, but more importantly, because she hadn't listened to Zhao Lianchen's self-introduction yesterday, so when she saw him suddenly appear, Shang Zhu Yi couldn't remember his name for a while.

Zhao Lianchen walked in with a smile: "You don't have to be so polite, just call me Lianchen."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. She was worried that the fact that she had forgotten his name would be exposed when she talked later, but now it's all right, Zhao Lianchen consciously reported his name again.

Shang Zhuyi also showed a polite smile, and pointed to the chair beside him; "Please sit down."

Zhao Lianchen sat down as he said, and then handed a bouquet of flowers in his hand to Shang Zhuyi: "For you, I hope you will be in a good mood."

Before Shang Zhuyi had time to express her gratitude, she was surrounded by a tangy fragrance of flowers, and the fragrance lingering around her nose suddenly lightened her mood, and the words that she originally wanted to refuse stopped on her lips.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Lianchen asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded helplessly. Whether it was to be fair or out of politeness, she couldn't say anything she didn't like in front of such a large bouquet of delicate and fragrant flowers. Come.

"I like it." Shang Zhuyi smiled and nodded, then got up and put the bouquet on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.

At this time, what the two people in the ward didn't notice was that there was a person standing at the door at some point, who was seeing their host and guest talking and laughing happily, Yan Yan, all in his eyes.

When Shang Zhuyi put down the bouquet and turned around to see off the guests tactfully, she suddenly saw the figure beside the door, her eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "Ji Mujue?"

Now that he was seen, Ji Mujue stopped hiding and walked out from behind the door, gave Zhao Lianchen a cold look, and then glanced at the bouquet he sent with disdain: "Fox Tai Lily? Who do you want to marry for a hundred years?"

Zhao Lianchen, who was bluntly exposed, did not feel embarrassed or shy. Instead, he stood up calmly and looked straight into Ji Mujue's scrutinizing eyes; "Whoever it is with, it should be my own business, right? Mr. Ji, isn't it?" Is it too wide?"

"It's none of my business!" Ji Mujue frowned, and couldn't help but reach out and grab Zhao Lianchen's collar: "Zhuyi is my wife, whoever dares to pay her attention will just make trouble with me!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lianchen unhurriedly stretched out his hand to push away Ji Mujue's finger on his collar, and then retorted lightly: "But yesterday, Mr. Ji couldn't even produce the proof that you and Zhuyi have a marriage. , don’t brazenly say that Zhuyi is your wife, right?”

After hearing his words, both Ji Mujue and Shang Zhuyi frowned, but compared to Shang Zhuyi's silent disapproval, Ji Mujue was much more excited.

"Shut up! Can you also call Zhuyi's name?" Ji Mujue roared angrily.

Facing Ji Mujue's anger, Zhao Lianchen still acted as if he was not afraid of death at all: "Why not, Zhuyi and I don't know each other anymore, since we know each other as friends, isn't it normal to call names? Ji Mujue Sir, are you too sensitive?"

Ji Mujue choked on his words, his emotions became even more agitated, and he raised his fist and was about to throw it at Zhao Lianchen.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi at the side immediately widened his eyes in fright, and then quickly rushed forward, hugging Ji Mujue's arm; "What are you doing!"

Ji Mujue turned his head to look at Shang Zhuyi in disbelief: "You actually protect him?"

Shang Zhuyi said helplessly: "No, it's just that you fought in public places in the hospital, it's not very good..."

"What's wrong? He dares to stay here, why can't I teach him a lesson?" Ji Mujue frowned impatiently.

Shang Zhu's clothes are not wrinkled, he doesn't know how to reason with this impulsive and violent guy: "If you do this again, I will call you a security guard!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's brows frowned even deeper, and his eyes were a little hurt: "Are you asking the security guards to come in and drive me out? Zhuyi, I've tried not to disturb you, do you still want to treat me like this?"

"That's not what I meant..." Shang Zhuyi was even more helpless: "It's just that you can't have something to say? Do you have to do this?"

When facing a lover, everyone hopes that he is a special existence in the heart of the other person, even a man who is usually calm and indifferent is no exception.

So, hearing what Shang Zhuyi said, Ji Mujue felt a pang of sadness in his heart: "How am I? Didn't I reason with him? It's because he's always here!"

　
Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi pinched the center of her brows helplessly, feeling that she was really talking to a kid, and it didn't make sense at all, so she simply waved her hand: "Okay, you go out first, I will deal with the matter here." Solve it, don't worry about it!"

After finishing speaking, Shang Zhuyi pointed to the direction of the door and urged: "Go!"

Seeing this, even Ji Mujue, who has always been calm and self-possessed, was inevitably a little excited: "You actually drove me away because of such a rascal?"

"I'm not..." Shang Zhuyi subconsciously wanted to explain, but Ji Mujue didn't give her a chance, but turned around and walked out angrily.

Seeing his childish and angry behavior, Shang Zhuyi was also a little angry. Although she obviously didn't mean it like that, she didn't bother to explain to him, and simply let him leave like this.

After Ji Mujue left angrily, a sense of grievance rose in Shang Zhuyi's heart inexplicably, she sat on the hospital bed with the corners of her mouth pursed, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Zhao Lianchen, who had been standing by the side all the time, walked over to her obediently after getting a bargain, and said softly: "Mr. Ji really cares about you, but his methods are too extreme and not advisable."

Shang Zhuyi was left with grievance and anger by Ji Mujue's behavior, and now he listened to Zhao Lianchen's seemingly consoling words, but actually added fuel to the fire, and the anger in his heart became even stronger.

"That's right, he is unreasonable!" Shang Zhuyi said angrily.

Zhao Lianchen looked at her flushed face due to anger, couldn't help but smiled lightly, and then tentatively sat down beside Shang Zhuyi.

Shang Zhuyi was panting a little from the anger, but when she felt a figure suddenly appeared beside her, her breathing stopped for a moment, and then she slowly turned her head to look: "Mr. Empty stool, are you...?"

Zhao Lianchen, who was asked, didn't seem to feel the repulsion from Shang Zhuyi, and he still sat motionless. He gave one reason after another: "I'm afraid the distance is too far, and you can't hear me clearly."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's eyes widened, and then he pointed to his head: "Although I was injured here, but now I have basically recovered, and I am amnesia, not stupid, not deaf, so you I can hear it at normal volume, please."

As she spoke, she pointed to the chair next to her, and motioned for Zhao Lianchen to hurry up and move away.

Seeing this, Zhao Lianchen did not dare to go too far, so even though he was not angry, he got up and sat down on a chair beside Shang Zhuyi.

"Zhuyi, I..." Zhao Lianchen, who had just sat down, said suddenly again, and he took out two tickets from his pocket as he spoke: "This is the concert ticket I asked a friend to buy, I wonder if Miss Shang would like it?" Would you like to honor your face and go with me?"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi frowned and raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of doubts of "Are you okay?": "I don't seem to be familiar with you to this extent yet?"

Although she didn't directly refuse, the implication was already very obvious.

Shang Zhuyi originally thought that Zhao Lianchen would retreat in spite of difficulties, but he didn't expect that Zhao Lianchen didn't seem to understand her meaning, and he still insisted: "Is familiarity a gradual process? So Miss Shang always gives me some opportunities , we can slowly get acquainted, don't you think?"

Now Shang Zhuyi was a little angry, she stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the door of the ward, opened the door, and said in a cold voice: "I won't go, you have stayed here too It's been a long time, so I won't keep you, please come back."

If Shang Zhuyi was still expressing her meaning tactfully just now, then this time she was straightforwardly chasing customers, no matter how brazen Zhao Lianchen was, he couldn't continue to play tricks.