Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

After hearing her words, although Zhao Lianchen was still indifferent, Ye Jing, who was under control, looked at her with admiration. She originally thought that even if Zhao Qingjie drove away Ji Mujue, she would feel more or less resentful in her heart, but I didn't expect that she could see it so thoroughly. As expected of a talented student from a prestigious school, her vision and mood are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"I don't understand!" Zhao Lianchen stiffened his neck, his face was a little red, he was clearly here to seek justice for his sister, how come in the end, no one in this room stood on the same front as him?This made him angrier as he thought about it.

"Hmm..." Ye Jing was the first person affected by Zhao Lianchen's anger. This repeated torture made her feel gradually transformed from panic at the beginning to anger. She raised her hand and held Zhao Lianchen again. Tightening his arms, he said in a shy voice: "If you have the guts to strangle me to death, you should hurry up. What kind of man is he who hesitates like this!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lianchen's eyes shrank, as if he was really irritated, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and the strength on his arms became stronger: "What did you say?"

Seeing this, Zhao Qingjie at the side and Ji Mujue who had just walked in were both startled, and quickly stretched out their hands and shouted: "Stop!"

In the villa on the outskirts, ever since Ji Mujue left with an anxious face, Shang Zhuyi's heart became more and more tense. She paced back and forth worriedly, sitting down and standing up for a while, just like growing on a soft and comfortable sofa. Like a needle.

After walking around for a while, Shang Zhuyi finally lost her composure. She took a deep breath, then picked up the coat on the coat rack, put it on her body, and walked out the door.

The helper couldn't stop her, so he could only arrange a car for her in a hurry, and then called Ji Mujue after Shang Zhuyi left.

However, Ji Mujue is now in the final negotiation with Zhao Lianchen, surrounded by a group of lawyers.

"What exactly do you want, are you going to talk about it in detail now?" Ji Mujue stood in front of Zhao Lianchen with a tall figure, frowning, and asked in a cold voice.

Zhao Lianchen's arm was a little sore, he moved slightly, and then said in a low voice: "I want you to restore my reputation in the legal profession, and you are not allowed to interfere with my work in the future."

Ji Mujue was already too lazy to entangle with people like Zhao Lianchen, even if he didn't say anything, Ji Mujue would not continue to put pressure on him, so Ji Mujue readily nodded and agreed: "Then what?"

Zhao Lianchen frowned and thought for a while, then continued: "My sister wasted a lot of her youth because of you, I want you to continue to support her through college..."

Hearing what he said, Ji Mujue felt that it was still within the acceptable range, so although his face was displeased, he still nodded: "Yes, is there any more?"

When he asked the second time, his tone was actually a little impatient, but Zhao Lianchen didn't seem to realize it, and continued to push forward: "I want you to promise to marry my sister after she finishes her studies."

Hearing this, all the insiders in the room couldn't help but frowned, and Zhao Qingjie was even more ashamed. She was ashamed and wished she could dig a hole to hide herself immediately, feeling sour and ashamed in her heart, and then hurriedly scolded Zhao Lianchen and said: "Don't talk nonsense, I and... and Mu Jue have already spoken. I understand what he means. There is no way to force such a thing. You are not doing it for my own good by making such a request, do you understand!"

"sister!"

However, what Zhao Qingjie said in Zhao Lianchen's ears turned into a humble speech from the Holy Mother: "This opportunity will never come back. Don't delay your happiness just because of your whim."

Zhao Qingjie was almost unable to lift her head; "Stop talking, this kind of thing is not a transfer of property, even if Jue Mu agrees, so what? He didn't force him to sign the contract that he must marry me, right? , you are a lawyer, don't you know that such a contract does not comply with the regulations at all!"

"Of course I know." Zhao Lianchen was also a little anxious: "But I believe that Ji Dong's words are hard to follow, and there is no need to sign. As long as he nods, I believe he will do it."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but sneer: "Thanks to Zhao Lv's trust, but if you really trust me like that, then my lawyer team probably won't have to make this trip."

Zhao Lianchen naturally understood what he meant, and felt a little embarrassed by his inconsistent words, but he was already on the verge of breaking out and didn't care about these details, so he quickly adjusted his state, and still said proudly: "However, if Director Ji thinks that we must leave some guarantees to make us feel at ease, then it is better to use the shares of Ji's Group as collateral. If you break your promise, all the shares under your name will belong to my sister!"

As soon as he said this, Song Xi immediately bowed his head and made a smile expression, a little thankful that Ji Mujue insisted on keeping the shares under the name of Shang Zhuyi, after all, this is too big a piece of fat, few people can see it Not jealous.

"I won't agree to you, whether it's about marrying Qing Jie or the shares." Ji Mujue rejected him in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Lianchen frowned tightly, while Song Xi on the side looked at his boss with some puzzlement. This was obviously a good game, as long as Ji Mujue nodded and agreed, then they could use it on Mu Jue. Yue's method was copied and used on Zhao Lianchen, and the flames of war could be eliminated without a knife or a single shot. Why did Ji Mujue go far away?
Just when Song Xi was puzzled, Zhao Lianchen suddenly sneered, and then tightened his arms sinisterly; "It seems that Director Ji is planning to sacrifice his friend who helped him all the way for his lover, isn't it?"

"This matter, if I want to lie to you, it's a no-brainer. All the lawyers here are my lawyers. They have a lot of ways to set you up in the contract, but even so, I can't promise you, not only It's because I can't let down my fiancée, and because I don't want Qing Jie's calm heart to have another ripple." Ji Mujue said unhurriedly, although his tone was slow, but his tone was very sincere.

However, Zhao Lianchen didn't buy it: "Don't sell chicken soup for your soul with me here, I won't believe you, but since you have made your choice, let's just die!"

As he spoke, he stabbed the glass shards in the direction of Ye Jing's carotid artery like a threat.

Ye Jing didn't have time to react, she felt a chill on her neck, and the scene in front of her suddenly began to spin.

At this moment, the bodyguards lurking in the legal team and Ji Mujue stepped forward at the same time, and grabbed Zhao Lianchen's hand left and right, while Ji Mujue directly stretched out his hand to protect Ye Jing's neck, sharp glass shards rubbed against his face. The back of the hand flew out, and blood flowed profusely.

Ye Jing stared blankly for a long time, then turned her gaze silently, and said in a dazed and sincere tone, "You... have been saved? Ah, Mu Jue, your hand!"

At this time, Shang Zhuyi, who had been standing outside the door and did not dare to rush in easily, exclaimed, pushed away the servants and lawyers blocking the door, and rushed towards Ji Mujue: "Mujue!"

Hearing Shang Zhuyi's voice, Ye Jing, who had just been rescued by Ji Mujue, was startled, and looked up at the source of the sound.

Shang Zhuyi saw the scar on Ye Jing's neck at a glance, and the worry in his eyes became more intense: "Sister Jing, are you injured too?"

Ye Jing touched the scabbed wound, and waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's a small shallow wound, it's Mu Jue's hand..."

As they spoke, the two of them turned their gazes to Ji Mujue's slender left hand that was bleeding.

In that room, Zhao Lianchen had already been pushed to the ground by several strong bodyguards who rushed up, and he was screaming loudly in embarrassment: "Ji Mujue, you are deceitful, you are shameless!"

Ji Mujue first gave Shang Zhuyi a consoling look, and then took out a handkerchief to cover the wound. Hearing Zhao Lianchen's abuse, he was so calm that he didn't even raise his eyebrows, and returned the insulting words calmly: "In this respect Zhao Lv is still slightly better."

It was said that Zhao Lianchen, who was already very irritated, became even more agitated. He stretched all his muscles and rushed left and right, trying to break free from the control of the bodyguards. However, no matter how intense his emotions were, the difference in physical strength was there. Although the bodyguards took a lot of effort, they quickly subdued him again.

As a result, Zhao Lianchen was left with only one mouth to move freely: "Ji Mujue, you made my sister so miserable and even killed me, you will definitely get retribution!"

Everyone present frowned. Although no one would take the curse he provoked seriously, it was still very harsh to the ears.

After Zhao Lianchen yelled at Ji Mujue, he turned his head to look at Shang Zhuyi, he turned cold, Shang Zhuyi's mind was not as firm as Ji Mujue's, and when he gave him a look like a poisonous snake, he felt a little terrified.

Zhao Lianchen seemed to see through her timidity, and said bitterly: "Do you think that now that Ji Mujue has spoiled you to the sky, you can live happily ever after? For a cold-blooded person like Ji Mujue, when he gets tired of playing with you, what will happen to you?" It will only be more miserable than us!"
Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi obviously didn't have the slightest tendency to believe him, but there was still a chill behind her for no reason, so cold that she couldn't help shivering.

Ji Mujue was keenly aware of Shang Zhuyi's mood swings, he raised his other uninjured hand to wrap around Shang Zhuyi's shoulder, he didn't speak, but his fixed eyes spoke his heart.

Looking at Ji Mujue's eyes, Shang Zhuyi's heart was like a small boat swaying in the waves when he suddenly saw the river bank, stability and warmth beckoning to her.

So, she nodded with a smile, then stopped looking at Zhao Lianchen, and just ignored him as a humanoid noise maker.