Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

She pouted and smiled innocently: "I'm still a sick patient, and I don't want to ask about these things anymore. I will listen to your words and rest well, Mu Jue, I know. When I lost my memory, I did a lot to make you feel better." It's embarrassing, but I promise, it won't happen in the future, I believe in you, Jue Mu."

The more she said this, the more troubled Ji Mujue who concealed the real situation became. His brows showed no signs of relaxing, and he still looked heavily at Shang Zhuyi. After a long silence, he said with difficulty: "Zhuyi , you have to believe me, no matter what I do, it is for your own good."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi didn't think too much, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I know!"

Ji Mujue could only say so much now, he managed to squeeze out a little melting, and then raised his hand to touch Shang Zhuyi's hair: "I'm standing in the cold air, go back to the ward."

"En." Shang Zhuyi nodded briskly, and then, accompanied by Ji Mujue, walked to the ward together.

After resting for a few more days, after a series of thorough examinations, the doctor finally let go; "The patient is fine and can be discharged today."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's eyes lit up immediately, and he grabbed Ji Mujue's wrist: "The doctor said I can be discharged from the hospital, let's go home!"

Ji Mujue also knew that Shang Zhuyi was suffocated these days, so he didn't stop him anymore, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll go through the discharge procedures right now, don't worry."

Shang Zhuyi nodded expectantly, and urged: "Go, go!"

Ji Mujue was so urged by her that he had no choice but to smile at the doctor, then turned around and walked out of the ward.

The doctor didn't linger too long, and after exhorting Shang Zhuyi a few words, he also turned and left.

Soon the discharge procedures were completed, and Ji Mujue picked up Shang Zhuyi who had already packed up his things and was ready to leave at any time, and the two of them returned to the villa in the suburbs together.

Ye Jing had received the warning a long time ago, knowing that Shang Zhuyi would be discharged from the hospital today, so she sat in the living room with her two children and waited eagerly.

The two children raised their heads to look at Ye Jing innocently, and kept yelling. Although Ye Jing didn't understand what they were talking about, she still patiently hugged them in her arms, and said softly: " Mom is coming home, do you miss her?"

Although the two little kids still couldn't understand such a long series of words, they were still very excited when they heard the word mother. They waved their little hands and shouted at Ye Jing: "Yes, yes!"

Ye Jing teased them with a small smile: "What do you want?"

The two little ghosts said in unison: "I want mother!"

"Hahaha..." Ye Jing was amused by their naive and cute looks, and lowered her head to kiss them tenderly on the cheeks: "Mom will be back soon, don't worry."

Just as they were talking, there was a sudden noise outside the gate of the villa. Ye Jing and the two children immediately raised their heads following the sound and looked outside the gate.

The gate was slowly opened, and Shang Zhuyi's figure appeared at the gate first. When the two children saw the mother who was thinking about it day and night, they immediately rushed over laughing.

As soon as Shang Zhuyi lowered her head, she saw two little chubby bumps running towards her, she quickly squatted down with a smile, and hugged the two children into her arms.

Hearing the two children chirping and calling "Mom", although Shang Zhuyi was recovering from a serious illness and his body was still weak, when he heard their voices, he felt his whole body was full of vitality.

She lowered her head, couldn't help kissing and kissing the children's little faces, and made a gesture to hug them all up. At this time, Ji Mujue walked over quickly, pressed Shang Zhuyi's shoulders, and was gentle but irresistible Said, "I'll come."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shang Zhuyi to reply, he squatted down, hugged the two children in his arms, walked in, and asked maliciously: "Mom and Dad are not at home these days, how can you help me?" Do you miss me more, or miss your mother more?"

However, he still overestimated the children's ability to understand current affairs. As soon as the question was uttered, the two children pointed at Shang Zhuyi behind Ji Mujue without hesitation and said, "I miss my mother!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue pretended to be angry and lowered his face. He couldn't bear to get angry at his soft daughter, so he could only turn his head and put his forehead against his son's little head: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about?"

The daughter watched and giggled, while the son flattened his mouth, and was about to cry out of fright at his father's stinky face.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi hurried over, hugged his son tightly, and gave Ji Mujue a reproachful look: "The child is still young, I don't know if you are joking with him again, don't scare him."

Dong Ji, who was reprimanded by his wife, didn't dare to refute, he could only nod with his mouth flattened, then turned his head to win over his daughter, and complained in a low voice: "Isn't Mom so fierce?"

The daughter made a face at him, and refused to unite with him on the spot: "No!"

Ji Mujue, who was miserably disgusted, sighed tiredly, then he could only shut his mouth in resignation, and honestly walked into the living room with his daughter in his arms.

At this time, Ye Jing also responded, and looked at Shang Zhuyi several times, still worried, and asked with concern: "How are you? Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue secretly smiled in his heart, determined not to let him be tricked by himself, so he lowered his face, shook his head at Ye Jing secretly, and said softly: "Don't ask..."

The more he said this, the more Ye Jing's heart beat, and she quickly lowered her voice and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you have such an expression? Is the situation not good?"

Shang Zhuyi at the side naturally saw their small movements, and knew Ji Mujue's careful thoughts, so he didn't reveal it at all, pretended not to hear, and sat on the sofa with the children to play There was a commotion.

Ji Mujue nodded with great interest: "Yes, this time the problem is a bit serious."

Hearing this, Ye Jing's eyes widened in worry and surprise, and hesitantly said, "Is it serious? But, Zhuyi's condition seems to be fine..."

Ji Mujue shook his head heavily, and pointed to the position of his temple: "It's not a physical problem, it's a brain problem. This injury triggered her old injury, making the situation worse."

What he said was reasonable, but now Ye Jing couldn't help but not believe it, she frowned deeply, and looked at Shang Zhuyi with eyes full of connection and heartache, suddenly her eyes were sore, and she almost shed tears Lai: "Really, what kind of evil is this? It's finally getting better, but it's... eh!"

Seeing her so uncomfortable, Ji Mujue froze for a moment, while Shang Zhuyi couldn't stand it anymore, and hurried over and pulled Ye Jing's sleeve: "Sister Jing, don't let him fool you, this time The injury was indeed a huge surprise, but it was a surprise, I remembered everything."

Hearing this, Ye Jing, who was still immersed in sadness, was stunned for a moment, and then asked again in disbelief: "You mean, you have recovered all the memories you lost before?"

Shang Zhuyi nodded with a smile: "That's right, the accidental recovery of memory this time must be inseparable from the treatment room Sister Jing made for me before. As Mu Jue said, it was just an injury that made things worse."

Now Ye Jing was more excited than before, she covered her mouth, her eyes that were only slightly red just now became even redder, she choked up and said: "That's great, it's really great..."

Seeing her like this, Shang Zhuyi also felt warm in his heart, and put his arms around her shoulders: "Sister Jing, this is a happy thing, don't cry."

Hearing this, Ye Jing quickly wiped her eyes, then nodded: "Yes, it's a happy thing, you should laugh."

After finishing speaking, she raised the corners of her lips and pulled out a smile.

The next day, Shang Zhuyi woke up early, prepared a sumptuous breakfast, and waited for Ji Mujue and Ye Jing.

As soon as the meal was served, they walked down the stairs slowly.

Ye Jing's eyes were still shrouded in drowsiness, but her nose was the first to detect the scent, so her drowsiness was immediately driven away by her appetite. She stepped on her slippers and ran to the dining table: "Wow, It seems that the memory has come back, and the feeling of cooking has also come back, I didn't even know that your cooking skills are so good!"

Shang Zhuyi smiled and wiped his hands: "Try it quickly and see if it suits your appetite."

Ye Jing rubbed her hands and walked to the dining table, she was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and after a few seconds, she sighed with satisfaction: "Wow, it's delicious, in this way, your amnesia is really delicious. A great loss for the world!"

Hearing her exaggerated praise, Shang Zhuyi smiled helplessly: "If it suits your taste, then you can eat more."

At this time, Ji Mujue, who followed Ye Jing downstairs, came to the dining table slowly, first glanced at the food on the table, then forced himself to turn his eyes away, and looked at Shang Zhuyi: "Zhuyi, I I have something to discuss with you."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi didn't even lift his head, and stuffed a pair of chopsticks into Ji Mujue's hands: "If there's anything else, let's wait until we're full, otherwise it won't taste good when it's cold."

After finishing speaking, she pressed Ji Mujue's shoulders and pushed him onto the chair: "Try it quickly and see if my craftsmanship has deteriorated."

Ji Mujue had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips, then sat down at the dining table as he said, picked up the chopsticks hesitantly, and started eating.

After finishing the meal, Ye Jing completely fell in love with Shang Zhuyi's cooking skills: "Can I apply to use my commission as a meal coupon, I want to eat here for a while!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he didn't say anything, apparently handing over the decision to Shang Zhuyi.

Shang Zhuyi smiled and asked Ye Jing to fill a bowl of soup, and then said softly: "Anyway, there is no problem with me, as long as you can arrange your work schedule, sister Jing, it will be fine."