Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Ji Mujue saw all this in his eyes, seeing Shang Zhuyi walking faster and faster, his heart could not be untouched, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the anger in his heart was getting higher and higher .

"Shang Zhuyi!" He couldn't help but growled; "Stop for me."

Hearing the roar from behind, Shang Zhuyi's heart was still shaken, she couldn't help but wanted to stop Gabe and look back, but Zhao Lianchen, who was leading her, didn't give her this chance and held her back. With a sudden force of his hand, he pushed her to the side of the elevator. Just then, an elevator came to this floor, and the iron door opened with a bang.

Before Shang Zhuyi had time to react to his liking, Zhao Lianchen shoved him into the elevator car with an attitude that could not be resisted.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue knew that if he didn't hurry up, he might really have to let Zhao Lianchen take Shang Zhuyi away from his eyes, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

This time it was Zhao Lianchen in the car who looked at Ji Mujue warily, then reached out and hurriedly pressed the door close button, and the elevator door started to close randomly.

Ji Mujue took advantage of his pair of long legs to the extreme. The originally impossible distance actually made him catch up at the last second. He clacked the door that was about to close, and said slightly out of breath. : "Zhuyi... you, you can't go..."

Hearing this, a small flame rose uncontrollably in Shang Zhuyi's eyes, and in her heart she still hoped that Ji Mujue would catch up to keep her.

But when she saw Ji Mujue for real, she couldn't help but think of that photo like a dark cloud, and anger and pain flooded her heart, drowning and swallowing up the spark of joy that had just ignited in her heart .

So, Shang Zhuyi frowned and looked at Ji Mujue: "What else do you have to say?"

Ji Mujue didn't want to stand here with her and talk about their private affairs in front of Zhao Lianchen, so instead of explaining too much right away, he reached out and grabbed Shang Zhuyi's wrist, pulling her roughly Out of the elevator car.

Seeing this, Zhao Lianchen couldn't sit still, he also frowned and stretched out his hand, grabbed Shang Zhuyi's other hand, and glared at Ji Mujue impatiently: "Zhuyi has made it very clear just now, she doesn't want to see It's up to you, if you don't let go, I'm going to call the security guard!"

Ji Mujue turned a deaf ear to his words, and still insisted on holding Shang Zhuyi's hand: "Come here."

Feeling the big hand tightly clenched on his wrist, Shang Zhuyi frowned slightly, and instead of following Ji Mujue's request to go back with him, he shook his hand in annoyance: "Let me go."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue opened his eyes slightly, as if he didn't want to believe that Shang Zhuyi would say such cold and heartless words to him in front of outsiders.

Seeing that he didn't let go, Shang Zhuyi shook his heart and repeated in a cold voice: "I told you to let me go, didn't you hear?"

"Follow me." Hearing what Shang Zhuyi said, Ji Mujue simply gave up negotiating with her here, and directly pulled her out of the elevator vigorously.

Zhao Lianchen didn't let go either, and Shang Zhuyi was pulled by both ends like a rope used for tug-of-war.

"Hiss—" Both wrists were clasped and pulled tightly, and Shang Zhuyi let out a low cry of pain.

Hearing the sound, Ji Mujue immediately turned his head to look at her nervously, and the next second, no matter how unwilling he was, he still let go of his hand quickly, freeing Shang Zhuyi's wrist.

The moment she was let go, Shang Zhuyi's heart suddenly felt a sense of nostalgia, she seemed to hope that Ji Mujue would not let go of her hand.

But Zhao Lianchen, who was full of calculations in his heart, didn't notice the faint warmth they had before, and quickly pulled Shang Zhuyi over, and looked at Ji Mujue warily: "Don't follow me anymore."
After finishing speaking, he quickly pressed the door close button again, and this time Ji Mujue slowed down his strategy, and walked into the elevator car with his long legs.

He didn't turn his head to persuade Shang Zhuyi, but went straight to Zhao Lianchen, stretched out his hand and clasped his wrist firmly without saying a word, and then gradually exerted force with his fingers.

Zhao Lianchen felt a pain in his wrist that felt like a bone was about to break, and he panicked immediately. While kicking his feet in pain, he said incoherently, "Let go...ah...you let go, Zhuyi save me!"

Seeing him in such a mess, Ji Mujue, who was already full of anger, showed a satisfied smile, and said coldly: "Let her go."

Hearing this, Zhao Lianchen quickly released the hand that was clasped on Shang Zhuyi's wrist, and begged Ji Mujue for mercy: "I've already let go, you...you let go, ah!"

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi couldn't bear it. After all, from her point of view, Zhao Lianchen was treated so roughly by Ji Mujue to help her, so she couldn't help pleading for Zhao Lianchen: "You hurry up!" Let him go, he's about to dislocate his wrist."

Seeing this, Ji Mujue gave Zhao Lianchen another cold look, and then he threw his guard aside in disgust like a rag, but finally let go of him.

"Hiss—" Zhao Lianchen rubbed his wrist in embarrassment, the pain made him gasp.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue quickly stretched out one hand and pressed the door open button of the elevator, and then pulled up Shang Zhuyi again with the other hand: "Follow me."

After a chaotic dispute, Shang Zhuyi's heart also became very confused. Although she still couldn't help but struggled to break free from Ji Mujue's pliers-like hands, she was not as decisive and stubborn as she was at the beginning: "Ji Mujue, you……"

Before she could finish speaking, Ji Mujue quickly pulled Shang Zhuyi out of the elevator, and then called loudly: "Come here!"

As soon as his words fell, several strong men in black suits came out, walked quickly to Ji Mujue, nodded and said: "Ji Dong, what do you want to order?"

Ji Mujue didn't even turn his head, he just raised his finger to Zhao Lianchen, who stretched out his hand with a flustered face, and said to the bodyguard: "Kick that uninvited guest out, I don't want to see him in the hospital again in the future."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue took Shang Zhuyi straight to the toilet room.

At this time, Zhao Lianchen managed to recover from the severe pain that his wrist was about to break, and he chased after her with a somewhat vain footsteps: "Zhu Yi...Ji Mujue, let her go!"

Ji Mujue turned a deaf ear to his yelling, and led Shang Zhuyi to leave without even pausing, then led her back into the ward, and slammed the door shut.

The bodyguards outside the door strictly obeyed Ji Mujue's orders, walked over to the unwilling Zhao Lianchen, stretched out their strong and powerful arms, and blocked Zhao Lianchen from the door.

"What are you doing? Let me in. This is a public place, and you didn't do your best to prevent me from going in to visit my friends!" Lawyer Zhao said, frowning.

But it's a pity that he was facing a group of strong men with strong brains, and he didn't have the energy or time to discuss reasonable and unreasonable issues with him. Instead of saying anything, he picked up his collar and walked out of the hospital gate .

During this period, Zhao Lianchen struggled all the way with yelling and cursing, but failed to persuade the bodyguards who followed the instructions to give up their intention to throw him out of the hospital.

"Ouch!"

As a result, he was thrown out of the hospital gate in a more embarrassing posture than before, and the patients and doctors who came and went couldn't help but look sideways.

The duck that had already reached his mouth flew away again, and he flew away in such a rough way, which made Zhao Lianchen really hard to let go. He stumbled to his feet, and before he even had time to pat off the dust on his clothes, he viciously He stomped his feet and squeezed out a very unfriendly curse: "Damn it!"

After scolding, Zhao Lianchen looked at the back of the bodyguard who had never even looked at him, and weighed the possibility of himself contending with so many burly men in his heart. Waist, turned and left awkwardly.

But in this room, Shang Zhuyi and Ji Mujue in the ward are still at war, the air seems to be filled with invisible gunpowder smoke, and the quarrel is almost imminent.

Ji Mujue pinched the center of his eyebrows, sighed involuntarily, and then said softly: "Okay, you're tired after all this hard work, so go rest first."

His purpose is very obvious, as if he hopes to give himself and Shang Zhuyi a buffer time to calm down, he really doesn't want to quarrel with Shang Zhuyi anymore.

But Shang Zhuyi, who was prevented from leaving, felt resentful: "I'm not tired, being forced to stay by your side makes me feel physically and mentally exhausted!"

Hearing her ignorant accusations, Ji Mujue's anger, which he had managed to suppress, surged up again: "Shang Zhuyi, what do you mean, can you just say something? I don't know how to read minds, you always If you hold back in your heart and don't say anything, how can I know what you are blaming me for!"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi felt an impulse surge in her heart, so she reluctantly mobilized what little reason she had left, and said after deliberation: "How can you speak so clearly? You and other women... Going to bed, but still pretending to be ignorant, such a good acting skill, it's really a waste not to enter the entertainment circle!"

Hearing her accusation, even Ji Mujue, who had seen the turbulent waves, couldn't digest it. His mouth moved for a while like a cramp before he could barely make a sound: "What are you talking about? Go to bed... with other women ,who?"

"Are you still asking me? Don't you know what you are doing yourself?" Seeing Ji Mujue's reaction, Shang Zhuyi felt even more disappointed. It is unforgivable that he cheated on other people, and now he is fine. Denying what you have done, such an attitude is simply a sin!