Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Seeing her attitude, Ji Mujue's anger was rekindled, and Zhao Lianchen laughed in his heart, and then pretended to be a messenger of justice, and his attitude became a little arrogant again; "Ji Dong, compared to financial resources and Power, I may not be your opponent, but after all, this matter is closely related to Miss Shang, shouldn't you respect her opinion?"

Hearing his words that added fuel to the fire, Ji Mujue's face darkened again, but his attitude towards Zhao Lianchen would not be as gentle as he was towards Shang Zhuyi, so the corners of his mouth were tense and he raised his hand with a forceful aura He had to point to Zhao Lianchen's nose: "Shut up, or do I believe that I can let you leave now?"

Of course Zhao Lianchen believed it, so although he was full of dissatisfaction, he honestly chose to shut up.

After dealing with Zhao Lianchen who was fanning the flames, Ji Mujue turned his head again and looked at Shang Zhuyi: "Don't think that I will really be infinitely tolerant to you, no matter how much you dare to mess around, I still have ways to make you regret it!"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi immediately fell silent. Although she couldn't imagine how Ji Mujue would deal with her, she knew that Ji Mujue had a temper that could be said and done, so even though her heart was full of resistance, she still didn't dare to take it seriously. It angered the man in front of him who was already surrounded by tyrannical emotions.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue glanced at Zhao Lianchen indifferently, then turned around, pulled Shang Zhuyi out of the lawyer's office.

Zhao Lianchen chased after a few steps unwillingly. Although the distance was only two or three steps, he felt as if there was a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire in front of him, threatening him not to go any further.

It's not that Ji Mujue didn't notice the footsteps behind him, but now Zhao Lianchen no longer poses any threat in his eyes, so he directly ignored his following.

Walking outside the law firm, Ji Mujue stretched out his hand and stuffed Shang Zhuyi into his Land Rover, then turned around and returned to the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator without saying a word, and the matte body instantly turned into a Meteor, roaring and galloping out.

Shang Zhuyi, who was trapped in the carriage, looked at Ji Mujue bitterly, not knowing that she weighed her combat power, knowing that even if Ji Mujue was driving now, she would not be his opponent, so she could only resentfully Biting his lip, he punched Ji Mujue's leather seat as if venting his anger, then closed his mouth and turned his head, and stopped talking.

But Ji Mujue, who seemed to be driving seriously, had already lost his mind. He couldn't help thinking that when he was waiting in the clubhouse, planning to have a good talk with Zhao Lianchen, Shang Zhuyi was on his way to find Zhao Lianchen. But when he received the news that Shang Zhuyi was missing, and he was looking around worriedly, she had already had a private meeting with Zhao Lianchen in the office!

The more Ji Mujue thought about it, the more angry he became, but even so, he couldn't bear to really do something that hurt Shang Zhuyi.

So, with nowhere to vent, he could only pour his anger on the gas pedal under his feet, and inadvertently stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

"Ah..." Shang Zhuyi felt that she was already flying close to the ground. Although she didn't want to exclaim in such a futile way, her body's instincts still couldn't hold back, and she let out a low voice.

"You... don't be impulsive..."

Although Shang Zhuyi hadn't been very happy these days, she had just stepped out of the shadow of a car accident, so she didn't want to die like this, so she could only suspend the cold war with Ji Mujue, and pleaded in a low voice.

Hearing Shang Zhuyi's trembling voice, Ji Mujue seemed to have just woken up from the uncontrollable anger. He blinked his eyes, and finally recovered a trace of clarity in his pupils. It also lightened a little bit.

Feeling that the speed of the car was gradually slowing down, Shang Zhuyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After secretly raising her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, she sat up straight. There is too obvious resistance to face Ji Mujue, for fear of irritating him again.

If the drag racing just like that happened again, even if they were lucky enough not to have the corpse road, Shang Zhuyi felt that his heart would not be able to bear it.

Shang Zhuyi's body has recovered, and she doesn't need to be hospitalized anymore, so Ji Mujue simply didn't send her back to the hospital ward, but drove straight to a villa in the suburbs, and stopped the car.

After Ji Mujue turned off the car, he got out of the car and walked in front of Shang Zhuyi, stretched out his hand to open the car door for her, his expression was as cold as his tone: "Get out of the car."

Having been brought to such a desolate and inhabited place, Shang Zhuyi didn't bother to do unnecessary resistance, so he obediently got out of the car, and poked towards the villa like a telegraph pole, still unwilling to speak to Ji Mujue.

Ji Mujue didn't care, he reached out and clasped Shang Zhuyi's wrist, and walked straight to the villa.

Shang Zhuyi was dragged into the villa by him, and then Ji Mujue angrily threw her on the sofa and looked down at her: "You stay here honestly, I didn't find out clearly Before the truth, you are not allowed to go there, understand!"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi gave him a skeptical look, and then couldn't suppress the emotions that flowed out all the way, and couldn't help but sneer: "Why do I feel like I've heard this before? But the result? Not only do you investigate everything every day, but you also involve someone who has nothing to do with it, I don’t want to question your ability, but the side you showed me is just so unreliable.”

"Shang Zhuyi! I'm not discussing with you now, I'm notifying you!" Ji Mujue frowned, and shouted impatiently.

Shang Zhuyi remembered what Ji Mujue said to Zhao Lianchen before leaving, so she was still a little uneasy, so she actually discussed the terms with Ji Mujue; "It's okay for me to stay honestly, but you have to promise me One condition."

Ji Mujue frowned and looked at her. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he still decided to listen patiently to see what she wanted, so he nodded: "Tell me and listen."

After receiving Ji Mujue's nod of approval, Shang Zhuyi saw that there was a connection, so he raised his chin and said, "You must promise me that you can't make things difficult for Zhao Lianchen anymore. He really has nothing to do with this matter..."

Halfway through hearing this, Ji Mujue's anger, which had not yet been completely extinguished, once again had the tendency to start a prairie fire: "Whether it matters or not, I will investigate clearly. When it comes to you, your trust in him is really deep enough!"

"I'm not..." Shang Zhuyi subconsciously wanted to explain, but was blocked by Ji Mujue again.

"Enough is enough. I don't want to hear you defending him. I will investigate whether he is innocent and what the truth is. Before that, the only thing you have to do is to stay here. Cooperate with the treatment honestly!"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi didn't bother to continue to defend, but frowned suspiciously: "Treatment? I'm already cured, what do you want me to treat?"

Ji Mujue gave her a foolish look; "I don't think you have amnesia, you are really stupid!"

Hearing his memory loss, Shang Zhuyi reacted belatedly: "You want to treat me? Aren't you afraid that I will remember something?"

Shang Zhuyi's words still showed that he didn't believe him at all, and Ji Mujue's heart suddenly felt sore. He has never been wronged like this since he was a child!
As a result, the anger in Ji Mujue's eyes became even fiercer: "I have a clear conscience, what is there to be afraid of? But you, I'm afraid that when you think about it, you will regret it so much that your intestines will turn green!"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was also on fire, but he turned his head back: "Of course I have to regret it, because when I think about it, I will only regret falling in love with a man like you so much in the first place!"

"You!" Ji Mujue was choked by her and almost vomited blood: "Shang Zhuyi, I don't want to have a pointless quarrel with you. In short, you'd better take it with me honestly, otherwise, you will be at your own risk!"

After finishing speaking, in order to prevent himself from strangling the angry little woman in front of him by accident, Ji Mujue turned around resolutely and walked out the door.

Not long after he left, several bodyguards in black suits appeared in every corner of the villa, with eyes like hawks and falcons, watching and protecting Shang Zhuyi as a jade seal passed down from the country.

Now Shang Zhuyi completely lost the opportunity to find foreign aid, so after wandering around the villa for two times, she decided to give up absconding and go back to the comfortable big bedroom arranged by Ji Mujue. She changed out of the hospital gown she had been running outside for a whole day, took out the bathrobe that Ji Mujue had prepared for her from the closet, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

In the misty bathroom, Shang Zhuyi lay in a comfortable and gorgeous bathtub, soaked his body and mind in the petal water with a suitable temperature, and then chose to temporarily put those unpleasant things behind his head, and devote himself wholeheartedly enjoying the bath.

But the relaxing time is always short, and soon the water in the bathtub gradually became cold. She felt the chill coming from the pores all over her body, and had to wake up from the relaxing world she had temporarily woven.

Shang Zhuyi slowly stood up from the cold water, she didn't intend to punish Ji Mujue by freezing herself, so she reached for the bath towel, dried her body, and quickly put on the bathrobe again, Then he walked into the bedroom with a low expression.

This villa was bought by Ji Mujue before and planned to live with Shang Zhuyi once in a while, so the decoration and furnishings are all in a romantic and warm style, but now it has become Shang Zhuyi's cage. Every decoration in the house that tried to reflect the romantic atmosphere has now become ironic, which makes Shang Zhuyi feel very inconsistent.