Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

After a while, he turned around suddenly, picked up a suit jacket from the hanger, and walked out quickly.

A few minutes later, Ji Mujue's dazzling Land Rover stopped in a remote corner of the back door of the villa in the suburbs. It was already dark outside, and he was wearing a black suit, as if he had melted into the night, and walked down silently. After getting out of the car, he stood behind a bush and looked up at the window of the bedroom.

The lights in the villa were already turned on, and Ji Mujue stood downstairs for a long time before he saw a figure suspected to be Shang Zhuyi passing by, but it only disappeared in a flash, and he didn't even make it clear whether it was Shang Zhuyi.

But even if it was just a fleeting figure, it still made Ji Mujue's heart, which had been suppressed for a long time, beat as if it had been injected with fresh energy. He stood greedily where he was, as if he was still waiting for Shang Zhuyi's return. The next appearance.

However, in the end his grievances still came to nothing, Ji Mujue stood until his legs were numb, even the moon rose in the sky, and Shang Zhuyi never approached the window again.

But Ji Mujue didn't give up, he still stood upright like a telegraph pole until he felt the dew soaking his trousers.

At this moment, a figure flashed by the window, this time it didn't just pass by in a flash, Shang Zhuyi stood still by the window, slightly raised his head, as if he was looking at the moon in the sky, but he didn't look down at all dark place.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue took a step forward a little excitedly, as if he wanted to get closer to Shang Zhuyi, but he stopped just half a step away, remembering the quarrel during the day and the choice he had made up his mind, he couldn't do this Recklessly approaching Shang Zhuyi, at least not now.

The soft lighting in the room made Shang Zhuyi's already beautiful facial features more delicate. Ji Mujue looked at it from a distance, as if he saw his own bright light sailing in the dark night. He needed to mobilize the self-control of his whole body to control himself Instead of rushing upstairs, he hugged the woman he missed so much.

Shang Zhuyi kept his head up for a long time, and seemed to be fascinated by it. I don't know if it was Ji Mujue's own imagination or the fact. In short, he seemed to be looking at Shang Zhuyi's calm face through the window. There was a touch of unresolved sadness.

This recognition made Ji Mujue's heart ache. He blinked his eyes, and then took a step back. The person in front of him was obviously his longing lover, but seeing such a sad and painful look, Ji Mujue's heart felt so It seemed that it was unbearable to continue, and he subconsciously wanted to leave, but his heart was filled with endless reluctance.

Just when he was uncertain about advancing and retreating, Shang Zhuyi suddenly seemed to have a sense, and suddenly lowered his head, looking at the bushes in the backyard, although because it was dark, Shang Zhuyi did not look at it from the dark open space. There was no one, but an inexplicable feeling appeared in her heart, so she stretched out her hand and opened the window in a mysterious way, and poked her head out to look out.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue's eyes shrank suddenly, he widened his eyes slightly in surprise, then subconsciously slowed down his movements, and quietly hid behind the car beside him.

Shang Zhuyi tried hard to search around in the black shadow, but she didn't find any figure she was expecting, so she sighed in disappointment, then withdrew her body, closed the window with her backhand, and drew the curtains , and then walked towards the bed a little discouraged.

After the alarm was lifted, Ji Mujue stood up again hesitantly, looking at the window that had been covered by curtains, the disappointment in his heart suddenly overwhelmed him, he blinked his eyes a little bit sourly, stood silently for a while, and then Leave reluctantly.

He didn't want to go back to the villa in the urban area. There was no Shang Zhuyi there, and there was a bomb-like Zhao Qingjie there, which made him unable to find a reason to rush back, so he simply drove to a house with a quiet environment. The izakaya, intends to hide for a while quiet.

Opening the curtain, an impatient female voice sounded perfunctorily: "Welcome, please..."

If Ji Mujue hadn't seen someone standing by the door, he would have thought it was the sound of a machine. He ignored the absent-minded waiter, walked straight in, and said to the boss standing at the cooking counter: "One Pot of sake."

The boss was obviously much more enthusiastic than the waiter, he let out a heavy "hey" and quickly served a jug of warm sake.

However, just after Ji Mujue filled a glass of wine, the waiter who was still weak just now suddenly became enthusiastic like a chicken blood, she wandered to Ji Mujue's side, with an obvious flattering tone in her tone: " Ji, is there anything I can help you with?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue frowned suddenly. Although he is a man of the city, it doesn't mean that he is familiar with the public to the point where he would be recognized even when he walked into a small shop. Therefore, his expression was cold. Frowning: "You know me?"

It was only then that the waiter realized that she had said something wrong, so she hurriedly explained; "I helped you on the road before... madam, you also thanked me, it's normal if you don't remember, Your lord forgets so much."

If Ji Mujue had a relationship with the woman in front of him because of other things, he might really forget it completely, but if it is related to Shang Zhuyi, he always pays more attention to it than other things Thinking about it, so he frowned and recalled it, and still managed to remember: "Oh, it's you, I have...a bit of impression."

Hearing this, Lu Youran's eyes widened in flattery, as if he had won the lottery, he was surprised and delighted: "Really? I didn't expect you to remember me, I'm so honored! I... "

Obviously she still has a lot of things to say to Ji Mujue, but Ji Mujue is not in the mood now, nor is he in the habit of talking at length with an unfamiliar person, so he raised his hand indifferently to interrupt Lu Youran Enthusiasm: "Miss, I just want to be quiet now, so may I trouble you to go back to your job?"

Said, Ji Mujue also pointed to the location by the door, the meaning of chasing guests was already very obvious.

Lu Youran's passionate words were blocked by his understatement, which almost choked her to death.

"Cough..." Lu Youran coughed lightly, trying to cover up her embarrassment, but she still inadvertently saw the mocking look from the boss, which made her feel angry.

But when you wait for her to turn her gaze to Ji Mujue again, the handsome man in front of him has already put all his energy into his wine glass, completely ignoring the existence of a opposite sex beside him.

So, no matter how unwilling Lu Youran was, she didn't dare to disturb her anymore, so she could only clenched her fists and walked to the door resentfully.

Ji Mujue finally got his wish and got the tranquility. He drank the sake in front of him glass after glass, and soon the pot was empty, so he gestured to the boss, who kindly released another pot in front of him, So, he began to repeat the previous actions again, pouring the wine mechanically, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Originally, with his drinking capacity, it was impossible for these few glasses of sake to make him blush, but now he didn't know if it was because of the influence of his mood, or because of something else, Ji Mujue felt that the scene in front of him was starting to turn a little bit, but he still didn't Stopping to pour himself wine, he thought a little deludedly that maybe he was drunk, so he wouldn't have to go back to face that dilemma.

So, stimulated by this thought, Ji Mujue ordered a few more jugs of sake, and then he got himself drunk as expected.

Ji Mujue half-closed his drunken eyes, and then suddenly let out a very light but very clear laughter in a quiet environment, and then he began to say the name that haunted him: "Zhuyi..."

Listening to his drunken voice, the owner of the izakaya and Lu Youran both noticed that something was wrong with him.

The boss was relatively close to him, so he reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Sir, wake up, do you need me to help notify your family?"

Ji Mujue could no longer hear what the boss was saying, he waved his hand a little annoyedly: "Don't bother me!"

The boss was taken aback by the yelling, but since he has been in the shop for so long, he has naturally seen many customers who use wine to drown their sorrows and end up pouring themselves out to the party, so instead of getting angry, he walked out of the cooking table and came to Ji Mujue's side , Called him again patiently: "Sir, wake up, tell me your friend's number, I will notify them to pick you up."

Ji Mujue is still immersed in his spiritual world, his wine taste is very good, he didn't make any noise, just leaned on the dining table, if he didn't respond to the boss's words, looking at him still elegant With his actions, others may think that he is just slightly drunk.

"Zhuyi..." He chanted this name, as if he had obtained a painkiller that could relieve the severe pain in his heart, greedily seeking more: "Zhuyi..."

The boss didn't understand the situation, so he could only guess wildly: "Are you planning to let this friend named 'Zhuyi' pick you up? I need to check your phone, sorry..."

As he said that, the boss reached into his pocket and fumbled for his mobile phone, but the mobile phone he forgot to take out when he got out of the car was lying on the passenger seat of the Land Rover, so even if the boss took out the security check Even with the comprehensive inspection method, he couldn't find his mobile phone, and on the contrary, he was sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Lu Youran rolled his eyes, then walked over slowly, and said softly: "Boss, I know this gentleman well, why don't you hand him over to me, and I'll find a way to contact his relatives and friends .”

Hearing this, the boss showed a look of distrust: "Do you know other friends of his?"