Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Hearing Ye Jing's sarcasm, and facing the cold face of her own son in front of her, the anger in Yan Rong's heart became even hotter; "Okay, you are all friends and lovers on the same front, only my old woman is the most redundant, Most annoying!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and made a gesture to grab the box in the helper's hand, and cried while pulling: "Since you don't welcome me so much, then I'll go, you can live here peacefully, and I'll take care of it." Living on the street will not bother you anymore!"

Seeing this, the maid clutched the box at a loss, and didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only call out in a low voice, "Madam, please don't..."

The more people blocked Yan Rong, the more vigorously she acted. She even pushed and shoved the short servant, who knew that she pushed the servant half a meter away with too much force, and the box was naturally thrown out of her hands. Clutching the handle of the suitcase awkwardly, she, who had just made up her mind to leave, froze in place for a moment.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue sighed helplessly, then walked slowly in front of Yan Rong, stretched out his hand to hold down the box that had been pulled a lot: "Mother, don't be angry, okay? You know we don't mean that Yes, besides, it's getting late now, why don't you go back to your room and take a rest, I will order the servant to bring you the hot food upstairs later."

His words were regarded as a step down for Yan Rong who had no real plan to run away from home, so Yan Rong didn't make any more noise and went crazy, but just glanced at Shang Zhuyi, then let go of the hand holding the box, toes Turning her head proudly, she ordered the servant: "Help me cook a bowl of porridge and deliver it to the room upstairs. I don't want to eat other people's leftovers, remember!"

Hearing this, the helper took a peek at Shang Zhuyi, and then nodded without daring to show his breath; "I know... I know."

In this way, Yan Rong nodded slightly satisfied, then snorted softly, turned and walked upstairs.

After persuading Yan Rong away, Ji Mujue turned around, glanced at Shang Zhuyi, and frowned worriedly: "Zhuyi, Mom, she may be a little irritable because of the hard work on the road, don't take it to heart. go."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was stunned for a moment, she blinked her sore eyes, forced a smile and nodded; "I know, she is an elder, I won't take it to heart."

Ye Jing rolled her eyes indifferently, but in the final analysis, it was someone else's family business, and she couldn't say too much about it, so she reached out and patted Shang Zhuyi's shoulder, and apologized solemnly again: "I'm sorry, I don't care. I should pull you to eat first, otherwise I wouldn't give that old demon... Aunt Ji a chance to pick on you, anyway, I'm sorry."

Shang Zhuyi quickly waved his hand; "Sister Jing, you are also doing it for my own good. You just don't want to see me waiting hungry. I really don't mean to blame you, so don't think too much about it."

Seeing the deep love between the two friends, Ji Mujue, who was a little irritable, was relieved a little; "Okay, none of you are wrong about this matter, and I'm still hungry, why don't we sit down together Eat something."

In fact, after Yan Rong's trouble just now, Ji Mujue had already lost his appetite, but, considering himself and others, presumably Shang Zhuyi's appetite had also been exhausted, so Ji Mujue felt that he had the responsibility to supervise her to eat something.

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought that Ji Mujue had traveled such a long distance and hadn't eaten a mouthful of hot food, he couldn't say no, so he could only reluctantly nodded; " Well then, sister Jing will come too."

Ye Jing naturally had no objection, so she sat down at the dining table according to her words.

After the three of them ate an unsatisfactory dinner with their own concerns, Ye Jing was the first to be unable to sit still, she took a few mouthfuls of food hastily, then stood up: "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going back to my room first. "

Although it was not Ye Jing's usual style to go to sleep after eating, she felt that the atmosphere at the dinner table was too embarrassing, so she had no choice but to run away with some shamelessness.

Shang Zhuyi froze for a moment, then nodded; "Oh."

After Ye Jing left, Ji Mujue also slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at Shang Zhuyi who was chewing mechanically: "Bamboo clothes."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi reacted a little slowly for a while, then put down his chopsticks and turned to look at Ji Mujue; "Huh? What's wrong?"

Ji Mujue is still worried about what happened just now: "Mom is getting old, and she is a bit paranoid in her words and actions, you...don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Shang Zhuyi squeezed out a smile, then nodded slowly; "I know, and she has always been a little dissatisfied with me, and it is not easy to improve the relationship, I will try my best to make her accept me, after all, I don't want you It will be difficult to be caught in the middle in the future.”

Saying that, she lowered her head a little blushing.

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's heart that had been tugging at him suddenly seemed to be soaked in warm water, and it gradually eased. He showed a sincere smile, and closed his hands holding Shang Zhuyi: "Zhuyi, thank you."

Hearing what he said, Shang Zhuyi lowered his head even lower; "You can't say thank you... Between you and me, there is no need to say such outrageous words."

Ji Mujue's eyes were full of warmth, and he nodded slowly: "I know..."

After comforting Shang Zhuyi, Ji Mujue sent her back to the room, and then he turned around and knocked on Yan Rong's door: "Mom, are you asleep?"

There was no response from the room for a long time, just when Ji Mujue thought she had rested, the door opened with a creak, Yan Rong looked at Ji Mujue with a straight face, looked at him coldly, and whispered Said: "What are you doing here? See if I'm mad at you?"

Ji Mujue originally wanted to talk to her in a calm manner, but seeing her attitude, he knew that talking now would probably have little effect, so he swallowed back what he was going to say, and said softly: " It's nothing, you should rest early."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue took another deep look at Yan Rong, then frowned slightly, turned around and left by the way.

Compared to his hesitating to speak, Yan Rong was more straightforward: "You were with that woman for dinner and chatting, and now you come to see me, and you get impatient after just one glance. You are a son!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue stopped impatiently. Although Yan Rong used to be called arrogant and domineering, she was still reasonable. I don't know if it was because the change in Ji's group hit her too hard. Her temperament It seems to be more unreasonable than before...

"Mom, if you must think this way, a son would not dare to argue, but I believe you must be clear that neither I, Zhuyi, or even Sister Jing have any intention of disrespecting you." Ji Mujue Still frowning, his face was a bit ugly, but he spoke as calmly as possible.

Although Yan Rong didn't want to admit it, she still knew in her heart that what Ji Mujue said was true, so she was silent for a while with a guilty conscience, and then waved impatiently: "Okay, it's getting late, I can tell you These young people can't afford it, I'm going to bed."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Ji Mujue hastily again, then quickly turned around and closed the door. Ji Mujue, who was locked outside the door, sighed in a low voice, then turned and left with complicated eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, because Ji Mujue was going to host the company's morning meeting, he didn't delay after breakfast. He just stared at Shang Zhuyi and left in a hurry.

Shang Zhuyi got up and sent him outside the door: "Be careful when driving."

Ji Mujue placed a soft kiss on her forehead, and then said softly: "Today, a wedding planner will come over to discuss the details of the wedding with you. If you have anything you like to add, just tell them and let them find a way to arrange it. "

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi smiled and nodded: "Understood, you should hurry up and be careful on the road."

Therefore, Ji Mujue reluctantly went out to the company.

After Shang Zhuyi watched his car leave his sight, he turned around, and then saw Yan Rong standing on the stairs, looking at him incredulously.

Her heart skipped a beat when she met Yan Rong's gaze, and she flinched for some reason: "Mom... Aunt Ji, are you awake?"

Hearing that she changed her name, Yan Rong's eyes showed a mocking look: "Your name is useless, even if you try your best to marry into our Ji family again, I can still tell you clearly that I hate you, It would be the best if you can retreat in spite of the difficulties, but if you can’t, then you should be prepared to face all kinds of embarrassments.”

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's heart that had been hanging in the air suddenly tightened: "I... I don't understand..."

"Don't understand what?" Yan Rong said with a sneer while going downstairs: "I don't understand why I don't like you, do you want me to tell you what happened in the past again?"

"Those are all misunderstandings, and I...I'm working hard to do well." Shang Zhuyi clasped his fingers and said in a low voice.

Yan Rong snorted nonchalantly: "I'm not old-fashioned yet, and it's not that I haven't seen what you said. If it wasn't for the sake of these things, when Mu Jue mentioned your marriage to me, I would Strongly opposed!"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi thought that she just couldn't change her mood for a while, she just had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, so she showed a flattering smile again: "Thank you..."

Who knows, Yan Rong suddenly raised her hand to interrupt her words: "Come on, I just don't object, it doesn't mean I welcome you, anyway, it's best if we don't violate the river, if you dare to do anything I will also find a way to drive you out of Ji's house."

Shang Zhuyi bit his lip and lowered his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Make sure you behave yourself?This seems to put the posture too low, her self-esteem does not allow it, or refute it?