Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Zhao Lianchen's face became even uglier when he saw that the plan of killing his heart failed. He began to curse more and more ugly, and even Zhao Qingjie who was beside him couldn't stand it anymore: "Shut up! How can I plead for you when you are like this!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lianchen's few bones suddenly surged out; "I don't need you to plead with him, Ji Mujue, kill me now if you have the ability!"

Zhao Qingjie looked at Zhao Lianchen worriedly, then turned her head to look at Ji Mujue with pleading eyes: "Mujue, it's our siblings who are sorry for you, if you let him go again, I promise, we won't bother you again. "

Her pleading was accompanied by crying, and even Ye Jing, who had just walked on the death line, couldn't help feeling pity in her heart, but when she turned her head to look at Zhao Lianchen's still arrogant look, the feeling of pity suddenly Dissipated.

Shang Zhuyi also sympathized with Zhao Qingjie, but this incident endangered Ye Jing after all, she was not qualified to forgive on behalf of the victim, so she could only stand silently and not speak.

In the end, this question came back to Ji Mujue.

Ji Mujue asked Ye Jing with his eyes, and Ye Jing shrugged: "Although I am the direct victim, this matter is your personal matter in the final analysis, and you were injured just now to save me, so I can sell favors to you , you don’t need to consider my factors, just do as you please.”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingjie's eyes sparkled with hope: "Mujue, I beg you, although I know that I have no qualifications and position to ask you to let my brother go, but I still hope that you can see that we have met One more time, for the sake of frankly telling the truth back then, I will give Lien Chen another chance."

Ji Mujue was silent for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, and said in a low voice: "I don't need to pursue him for the crime of blackmail, but as for the burglary and injury, I will leave it to the police."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Qingjie to speak again, he said to Song Xi beside him, "Call the police."

Hearing this, Song Xi didn't say a word, he took his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingjie was so anxious that she was about to relapse: "No! Jue Mu, I know you are not such a cold-blooded person, why do you have to put him to death? I beg you!"

Listening to her tearful cry, Ye Jing frowned slightly, and said to Ji Mujue in a low voice; "Otherwise, forget it, his extortion did not constitute a huge amount, and the damage was only a skin trauma. Time doesn't matter, so it's better to just treat it as a favor."

Shang Zhuyi nodded in agreement: "Miss Zhao has just recovered and needs the company of relatives."

Ji Mujue was silent for a while, then nodded helplessly, and called Song Xi back: "For the matter of calling the police, just wait."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Qingjie again: "Although Zhao Lianchen's methods are too aggressive, I have the same plan as him."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingjie's eyes widened in surprise; "What?"

"I plan to send you abroad to continue your previous studies, are you willing?" Ji Mujue said with a serious expression.

"I...Of course I would!" Zhao Qingjie said in surprise and joy.

Therefore, Ji Mujue continued: "I promise you to let Zhao Lianchen go, but there is an additional condition that he must accompany you to go abroad, but I am only responsible for your tuition fees, and the rest of you must be self-sufficient. If not, then I have no choice but to ask Song Xi to call the police."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingjie was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip and made a decision: "I choose to go abroad."

Ji Mujue nodded: "Okay, since you have decided, I will arrange for someone to go abroad for you tomorrow. Now, you can take him away."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue winked at the bodyguards, and several strong men hesitated to let go of Zhao Lianchen who was still mad.

Zhao Qingjie nodded gratefully to Ji Mujue, then turned around and ran to Zhao Lianchen's side, grabbing him: "Lianchen, come with me!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lianchen panted heavily, first looked at his sister, then looked up and down at Ji Mujue who was watching coldly, and asked in a low voice: "What conditions did you promise him so that he would let me go?"

Zhao Qingjie lowered her head, was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "Mu Jue proposed to send me abroad to continue my university studies."

Zhao Lianchen had a look of disbelief: "That's all?"

"His additional condition is that you must go abroad with me, but he only pays for my tuition fees, and we have to figure out other living expenses by ourselves." Zhao Qingjie said frankly.

"What? He's exiled in ancient times. What right does he have to do that?" Zhao Lianchen became excited again.

Zhao Qingjie stretched out her hand and held him down wearily: "Which dynasty have you ever seen a king pay a temporary residence fee when he exiled a prisoner? The condition offered by Mu Jue is already the most benevolent and righteous. If you still have me in your heart Sister, follow me honestly!"

At the end, Zhao Qingjie's tone became serious, Zhao Lianchen froze for a moment, then nodded reluctantly.

So, Zhao Qingjie reached out to support Zhao Lianchen, and then the two siblings supported each other and walked out the door together.

When passing by Shang Zhuyi's side, Zhao Lianchen cast another sinister look, the half-smile expression made her very uncomfortable, after Ji Mujue noticed it, he immediately stepped in front of her, and looked back with even colder eyes .

In the confrontation of the aura, Zhao Lianchen had never won against Ji Mujue, and this time was no exception. He rubbed the tip of his nose embarrassingly, then turned his head and left with Zhao Qingjie.

After sending them away, Ji Mujue's tense body relaxed slightly, and Shang Zhuyi came over, holding the medicine box brought by the servant in his hand: "Sister Jing, Mujue, sit down, I'll help your wounds Disinfect it."

Hearing this, Ye Jing sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, and confidently exposed her neck to Shang Zhuyi.

Shang Zhuyi smiled, took out an alcohol cotton ball and wiped her wound first, and then carefully put on a Band-Aid.

Then it was Ji Mujue's turn. Ye Jing looked at Shang Zhuyi cautiously when disinfecting him, smiled warmly, then took another look at his wound, and frowned worriedly: "Your wound is more Deep, let’s get a tetanus shot.”

Ji Mujue pressed the wound that had already been wrapped, and was about to reject Ye Jing's proposal in a troublesome way, but Shang Zhuyi made the decision for him first: "It should be beaten, and I will go with you tomorrow."

Ji Mujue originally didn't want to take this effort, but when he heard Shang Zhuyi offered to go with him, for this extra benefit, he also took time out of his busy schedule to take a walk.

So, he smiled and nodded: "Okay."

For the rest of the chores, Song Xi consciously took on the responsibility of cleaning up. After a while, the living room, which was just a mess just now, was as tidy as ever, and he arranged for the legal team to arrive one after another, so he walked over to complete the task. Say goodbye to Ji Mujue; "Ji Dong, everything has been packed, I won't bother you, I'll go back to the company first."

Ji Mujue didn't keep him any longer, he nodded and said, "Go."

After getting permission, Song Xi took the briefcase and left quietly.

After treating the wound, Shang Zhuyi tidied up the medicine box, then stood up: "The matter has come to an end, and I'm relieved, so I'll go back first..."

Hearing what she said, Ji Mujue thought she still had feelings for him, so he didn't want to move back. He frowned anxiously, and stretched out his hand to grab Shang Zhuyi's wrist: "Zhuyi, you are still giving birth to me. angry?"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi frowned with some doubts, and then smiled helplessly: "No...the two children are still in the villa in the suburbs, I have to go back and make arrangements, so that I can pick them up together Bar."

Hearing what she said, Ji Mujue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't let go of his clenched hands: "I'll just arrange for the nanny and driver to go there, and you don't have to run by yourself."

Shang Zhuyi still hesitated about this: "I'm worried, I'd better go and have a look, I'll be back soon."

At the end, her tone was a little helpless and doting.

The frontal lobe on the side quietly clutched his injured neck and heart: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As she spoke, she clicked her tongue exaggeratedly, then quickly turned around and ran upstairs.

Ji Mujue still didn't let go of Shang Zhuyi's hand, and proposed again: "Then I'll go with you."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi rejected him again: "You are injured, you should just stay there, there is a driver to pick you up, you still have nothing to worry about, really..."

After finishing speaking, Shang Zhuyi glanced at him again with a smirk, then gently pushed his hand away, and patted the back of his hand.

Seeing her persistence, Ji Mujue had no choice but to nod his head: "Then you should pay attention to safety on the road, and go back early."

When people who don't know hear him say this, they think how far Shang Zhuyi has to travel...

Shang Zhuyi smiled helplessly and sweetly: "I see, you should rest well."

After speaking, she turned around and walked out of the living room.

On the way back to the suburbs, Shang Zhuyi always had a smile on her lips. The matter that she had been entangled with for so long was finally settled, and her heart relaxed after a long time.

"Ma'am," the car stopped firmly in the yard, and the driver turned his head respectfully: "Here we are."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi recovered from the overwhelming joy and nodded: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, she got out of the car lightly, rang the doorbell, and waited patiently for the helper to open the door.

Just in this gap, that familiarly dressed figure appeared behind her again, stretching out a finger nervously to poke Shang Zhuyi's shoulder.

Shang Zhuyi frowned suspiciously, and when he turned his head, he almost screamed in fright: "You! You you you...why did you appear again!"