Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

After hearing her complaints, Ji Mujue looked at her seriously, examined her for a while, and then slowly loosened his frown. As a leader, he should set an example in front of his subordinates, so Mu Yue said Although it is straightforward, it is also reasonable.

Therefore, Ji Mujue suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a flat voice: "You can express your opinions, which is very good, but before you put forward some opinions, please do some research before speaking."

As he said that, Ji Mujue came to his computer, and then turned on the computer. There were many scanned copies of contracts on the screen, and some meeting schedules sent by the vice president.

"Although I'm not in the company, I haven't left too much behind in my business."

Seeing this, Mu Yue was stunned, she couldn't believe it: "This...as the head of the secretary's office, why don't I know?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue smiled lightly, and explained: "The secretary's office has fixed work content every day, and I can't add extra work to you for no reason because of personal reasons. Therefore, these documents have not passed through the secretary's office. I told one of my personal assistants to handle it, so none of you know."

Mu Yue was rendered speechless by what he said, his mouth moved a few times, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue was not far away from talking to her about other things, nodded slightly and said: "Okay, I still have private matters to deal with here, you can go back first, as for those urgent documents, you don't have to ask, I will tell you It was sent by the special assistant."

After speaking, he turned and left the room.

This time Mu Yue had no reason to stop him from leaving, and could only watch Ji Mujue leave decisively.

Mu Yue, who was left in the room, clenched her fists tightly, her eyes lit up with hatred again, and then she followed Ji Mujue to the door lightly.

Ji Mujue didn't take a few steps away from his room, then turned and walked into another ward.

Mu Yue quietly followed behind him, and after he entered the ward, she slowly approached the ward, and looked into the ward through the half-closed door.

When Ji Mujue walked into the ward, the expression on his face seemed to change, and suddenly became as warm as the spring breeze in March. He said softly to Shang Zhuyi who was still weak in the ward: "Zhuyi, you now how do you feel?"

When Shang Zhuyi saw him coming in, he could also show a smile, and suddenly shook his head: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Ji Mujue touched Shang Zhuyi's hair and said, "As long as you are well, I won't worry about it."

Hearing their whispering back and forth, Mu Yue outside the door felt sour in his heart, his fists clenched tightly, and the resentment in his eyes became more intense.

"Shang, Zhu, Yi!" Mu Yue gritted his teeth and called out the name softly, full of hatred, it seemed that he was not reciting the name, but more like using her name to eat the flesh and blood of Shang Zhuyi!
The more Mu Yue watched the tender scene in the ward, the more distressed he felt, his clenched hands seemed to sink his nails into his flesh.

In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer, stopped such almost masochistic behavior, gritted her teeth, turned around and left the hospital.

The two people in the ward who were still tender and affectionate didn't notice the venomous gaze outside the door at all, and they still whispered to each other.

"I've already arranged for someone to pick up the children and go back to China. Would you like to see them in a few days?" Ji Mujue asked tentatively. After all, Shang Zhuyi didn't remember anything now, and suddenly put two children in front of her. I don't know. Will it arouse her resistance.

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi hesitated for a moment, and then remembered that he forgot the names of the two children in the dream, which made them so sad. If the children found out that their mother had even forgotten their existence, it would be even more painful. their hearts.

So, Shang Zhuyi hesitated and shook his head: "Let's wait a little longer..."

Although he had already thought that Shang Zhuyi might refuse, but when he heard her answer with his own ears, Ji Mujue couldn't help being a little disappointed.

However, he could still understand Shang Zhuyi's entangled mood, so he didn't say much, just nodded with a smile.

The next day, Shang Zhuyi woke up early, tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and finally simply put on his clothes and got up.

After washing up, she became much more refreshed. Looking at the peaceful city outside that hadn't woken up yet, she suddenly felt something in her heart. Then she put on a coat and walked downstairs to the garden alone.

It was still early, even the commuters who needed to catch the subway hadn't woken up yet, let alone the hospital full of patients. Except for a few cleaners and medical staff on night shift, the whole building fell silently. A needle can be heard clearly on the ground, but the garden, which is usually deserted, is even quieter.

Shang Zhuyi took a deep breath of the pure morning air, and then showed a satisfied smile, as if enjoying such a quiet time alone.

She walked slowly in the same place for a while, and when the people in the hospital gradually hid, and she was about to go back to the ward, a relaxed call suddenly sounded behind her.

"Shangzhu clothes."

Hearing this, she turned around suspiciously, and saw a woman in professional elite attire standing gracefully behind her.

Shang Zhuyi frowned slightly, looked up and down the woman in front of her, a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, but she still managed to suppress the strange feeling in her heart, and asked politely: "You... who are you?"

Hearing Shang Zhuyi's question, the woman in front of her showed a look of surprise, but soon, she half-closed her eyes again: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? We have met many times before."

"Ah?" Shang Zhuyi opened his mouth slightly in a daze, and after a while, he showed a sorry smile: "I'm sorry, I... had a head injury, and I can't remember some things, see you later Ever? So, are we friends?"

Hearing this, Mu Yue was really stunned this time. She digested it for a long time before realizing the meaning of Shang Zhuyi's words: "You...you lost your memory?"

Mu Yue came this time to ask whether Shang Zhuyi's forgetfulness is so great?Before the car accident, she sent Shang Zhuyi an ambiguous photo of herself dating Ji Mujue. After the car accident, how could the two of them reconcile so quickly?
But after hearing the fact that Shang Zhuyi revealed that he lost his memory, Mu Yue felt that everything was logical.

Shang Zhuyi on the side didn't know how many things the woman in front of her was thinking about in the blink of an eye, she still had an innocent face, scratched her hair, and said without a word: "Yeah, so, I can't think of you. Who is it? What's your name?"

Hearing Shang Zhuyi's question, Mu Yue was still immersed in his own thinking world. After a long pause, he applied and said awkwardly, "I...my name is Mu Yue..."

After finishing speaking, she was silent for a long time, not knowing what attitude and tone she should use next to face this rival in love who had forgotten everything.

Shang Zhuyi didn't think as much as she did, but frowned suspiciously: "Mu Yue... I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

Hearing this, Mu Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he thought, even though Shang Zhuyi lost his memory, did he still not forget his hatred for him?

Thinking of this, a bit of resentment rose in Mu Yue's heart, planning that if Shang Zhuyi would tear her face apart, she would take out the photo that stimulated Shang Zhuyi to the point of losing his soul, and even caused a car accident. She didn't believe that this time, Shang Zhuyi was so lucky and escaped!
　However, under Mu Yue's vigilant and sinister eyes, Shang Zhuyi suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remember, you are Mu Yue's secretary, aren't you? Yesterday you came to deliver documents to Mu Jue, and I happened to hear arrive……"

Hearing this, Mu Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly loosened his clenched fists, and quickly restrained his resentful eyes, changing into a harmless expression, smiled and nodded: "That's right, I'm Director Ji's chief secretary."

Shang Zhuyi heard that she was Ji Mujue's subordinate, and she was of the same sex, so he didn't have much room in his heart. He smiled friendly and asked softly, "Then are you here to find Mujue? Still upstairs."

Hearing her kindly pointing the way, Mu Yue didn't appreciate it in his heart, instead he snorted coldly with disdain, thinking that Shang Zhuyi was showing off to her, showing off her understanding and intimacy with Ji Mujue!
But on the surface she still didn't say much, just nodded with a smile: "I'm not here to find Director Ji, I heard that you had a car accident, so I wanted to visit you before, but yesterday I was too busy with business , so I didn't take time out, and I felt very sorry, so I got up early today, thinking of coming over to visit you before going to work."

She said these words very sincerely and reasonably, so Shang Zhuyi didn't think much about it, she just felt that since she woke up from the car accident, not only had she lost her memory, but she didn't even remember any of her former friends. Shang Zhuyi felt a little lonely, so, looking at the girl in front of her who advanced and retreated gracefully, she felt the desire to make friends.

"You are determined. I am in much better health now, but I still don't know anything about the past. So, if you are free in the future, can you come and talk with me? By the way, tell me something you know about My previous past, okay?"

Seeing Shang Zhuyi laughing at Yan Yan, Mu Yue felt disgusted in his heart, but in order to have an excuse to get close to her and Ji Mujue, Mu Yue had to bear it no matter how upset he felt.

So, she also smiled lightly, and nodded gently: "Of course, as long as you don't dislike me always coming to bother you."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi quickly waved his hands and said, "How could it be? You must come here often."