Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

So, an impulsive but vicious thought came to her mind; "You! You will regret what you just said!"

Yan Rong didn't take her threats to heart, snorted coldly, shrugged and said, "Don't overestimate your own strength, or you will end up harming others instead of yourself."

Lu Youran's eyes darkened, and then said in a low voice, "I'm pregnant, and it belongs to Mu Jue."

Hearing this, the disdain on Yan Rong's face instantly turned into shock: "What... what did you say?"

"I believe you must have heard clearly, don't be stupid, Mrs. Ji, tell me, if I tell those paparazzi about the existence of this child, tell me, will you be able to see it in more than half of the city tomorrow? The news?" Lu Youran raised his eyebrows, with the same arrogance as Yan Rong just now.

"No!" Although Yan Rong was pampered, she also understood that once this kind of negative news was reported, it would definitely have an impact on Ji's Group's stock, so she subconsciously chose to refuse.

"Actually, I'm not interested in talking about these private matters. It's just that our mother and son are helpless. In order to survive, I have to do some things." Lu Youran pretended to wipe away tears.

"What exactly do you want?" Yan Rong asked coldly, frowning.

Hearing that she meant to compromise, Lu Youran's eyes showed a look of complacency, and he said obediently after getting a bargain: "I didn't want to make any excessive demands, I just wanted to get something for this child that he deserves."

"What deserves something? You can't see the light, and neither can your children!" Yan Rong was furious and shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the treachery and resentment in Lu Youran's eyes became more and more obvious, she clenched her fist tightly, and almost gritted her silver teeth: "Whether this child will see the light is not up to you, if you don't agree If it is my proposal, then I can only use my own way to make it shine!"

"You dare!" Yan Rong's mouth was still sharp, but her heart was beating. She lowered her head and pondered for a while, and then reluctantly slowed down her tone: "Okay, I will discuss this matter with Mu Jue, you first Go back and wait for news."

"Mrs. Ji, I am an ordinary person. I am not as big as your family, and I am not as broad-minded as yours, so don't say I didn't remind you. It's okay to wait for the news, but don't challenge my patience, otherwise, it will be a big deal!" After Lu Youran put down his harsh words, he reached out and stuffed something in the shape of a business card into Yan Rong's hand, and then left contentedly.

After dismissing Lu Youran for the time being, Yan Rong looked down at the note in her hand, and found that it was a string of phone numbers. She laughed angrily, this woman is so thoughtful!
Yan Rong crumpled the piece of paper into a ball, making a gesture to throw it away, but in the end she held it in her hand and slammed it into her pocket, then raised her hand and pressed the doorbell.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Ye Jing and Shang Zhuyi, who were whispering in the living room, raised their heads in unison. After seeing the person coming, Ye Jing just rolled his eyes, while Shang Zhuyi Standing up with a forced smile, he nodded respectfully and said: "Auntie, you are back."

Yan Rong was preoccupied, and didn't hear Shang Zhuyi's greeting, but went straight to the refrigerator, took a can of iced drink, her eyes were still a little dazed, she mechanically opened the lid, and was about to pour it into her mouth fall.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi hurriedly rushed over, grabbed Yan Rong's arm, the drink bottle deviated from the original route, and the cold sweet liquid inside also spilled out due to inertia, and poured it on Yan Rong impartially. face.

Yan Rong wiped her face in embarrassment. She was already in a bad mood, but now she felt as if someone had thrown a gas tank in, and it exploded immediately: "There is something wrong with you, what are you doing! You haven't married into our Ji family yet. , now you don’t even want to let me drink a can of drink, do you?”

Shang Zhuyi originally wanted to explain, but was frightened by Yan Rong's fierce tone and the look of wanting to tear her up on the spot, his mouth moved twice, but he didn't say a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Ye Jing on the side couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up with her arms folded, and said with a sneer, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, you just drink cold drinks after exercising, don't say that you are already an old bone, even if you are A young man of seventeen or eighteen can't stand it anymore, Zhu Yi obviously tried to prevent you from harming yourself with good intentions, but you will scold him, tsk tsk."

Hearing this, Yan Rong was taken aback for a moment, but even if Shang Zhuyi had good intentions, it still couldn't dispel the anger in her heart, so she snorted coldly, turned around and went to the kitchen without saying anything to Shang Zhuyi After walking, after a while, she came out with a cup of hot water and sat down on the sofa.

Shang Zhuyi stroked his hair, managed to regain his composure, and walked up to Yan Rong enthusiastically again: "Auntie, the meal is almost ready, please go to the dining table and wait for a while."

Yan Rong directly took her as air, still concentrated on drinking the hot water in the cup, and put the Shangzhu clothes aside to let her advance, neither retreat nor stand awkwardly on the spot.

Seeing this, Ye Jing clenched her fists to resist the urge to step forward and slap the teacup in Yan Rong's hand, and then reached out to grab Shang Zhuyi's wrist: "Aunt Ji may really practice the technique of bigu, so don't worry about it." She's gone, let's go eat."

After finishing speaking, she dragged her to the dining table without waiting for Shang Zhuyi to respond.

Holding the teacup, Yan Rong rolled her eyes, and seriously considered the authenticity of what Lu Youran said to her just now. She didn't move her lord until the servant came out with the food, walked to the table and sat down.

Shang Zhuyi pursed her lips, as if she was building herself up in front of Yan Rong's cold face while making a hot face. After a while, she took a deep breath, then took a cup of ginseng soup and placed it in front of Yan Rong , lowered his posture, and said softly: "Auntie, you have worked hard in the morning exercise, drink ginseng soup to replenish your energy."

As soon as she heard her mentioning morning exercises, Yan Rong couldn't help but think of Lu Youran's arrogant attitude and threatening words, but that woman is not in front of her now, so she can't pull her over to scold at any time, so she let this anger Migrated to the ginseng soup in front of her and the person who brought her the ginseng soup.

Yan Rong frowned in disgust, and waved his hand impatiently; "Replenishing Qi? You said that I am already old and old, right? Just going out for a walk, I get heart palpitations and shortness of breath? Are you yearning for I'll lie down earlier to make room for you?"

Shang Zhuyi opened his eyes wide in shock and panic, and waved his hands in a panic: "No... how could I mean that, Auntie, don't worry."

Ye Jing frowned slightly, as if she was about to break out and tie Shang Zhuyi back at any moment.

The more Yan Rong sees her submissive appearance, the angrier she becomes. She is completely unable to provide enough help to Ji Mujue, let alone help Ji Mujue clear the burning backyard. It is really a vase: "Okay, don't explain, I don't like to hear , whoever likes this soup will drink it."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and pushed the soup bowl, the soup pot with a big belly shook, and the hot soup inside spilled out, and Shang Zhuyi couldn't stop it in time, and the back of her hand was immediately burned with a rash.

"Bamboo clothes!" Seeing this, Ye Jing quickly stood up, held her hand carefully, and blew on it; "Does it hurt?"

How could it not hurt?Shang Zhuyi felt that her tears were about to fall, but in front of her face, she could only grit her teeth and shake her head: "It's okay..."

Ye Jing didn't believe her: "It's all red! She said it's okay, let's go, I'll take you to get some scald medicine."

Shang Zhuyi did not refuse, nodded, stood up and followed Ye Jing upstairs.

Yan Rong was indifferent to this, and still ate with peace of mind, and wrinkled her nose and snorted: "How spoiled are you, really, tsk..."

In the evening, when Ji Mujue came back from get off work, the food was already on the table, and Shang Zhuyi and Ye Jing were waiting for him. Seeing him coming back, Shang Zhuyi quickly got up and told the helper: "Go ask your wife to go downstairs for dinner. .”

Yan Rong didn't like people calling her "Old Madam", so Shang Zhuyi graciously changed her name, and Ji Mujue was a little touched when he heard it.

So, he handed the coat he took off to the helper, then walked slowly to Shang Zhuyi, and asked softly, "How is today? Mom didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Listening to his question, Shang Zhuyi subconsciously shrank her hands behind her back, then shook her head; "No, she was probably just not used to it yesterday, it's fine."

Hearing this, Ye Jing snorted disapprovingly, but Shang Zhuyi had repeatedly told her not to tell Ji Mujue what happened at breakfast, Ye Jing was so entangled by her that she had no choice but to nod in agreement, now in order to keep her promise Promise, no matter how much she wants to report what Yan Rong did to Ji Mujue, she can only keep silent.

Therefore, Ji Mujue didn't notice anything wrong, so he took Shang Zhuyi's clothes and walked to the dining table.

At this time, Yan Rong happened to come downstairs, and seeing her raised son so intimately with Shang Zhuyi, jealousy and resentment arose in her heart, and she scolded Shang Zhuyi from the bottom of her heart, but in front of Ji Mujue , she didn't dare to go too far, so she just rolled her eyes and walked downstairs quietly.

When Ji Mujue saw her, he was silent for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "Mom."

Hearing that Ji Mujue still had her own in his eyes, Yan Rong nodded with some satisfaction, and still kept her mouth shut arrogantly, just gave a soft "um", and then sat down on the upper seat.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Shang Zhuyi ordered the helper to bring up the soup that was simmering on the stove.

The people at the table strictly abide by the principle of not talking when eating or sleeping, and the table is so quiet that even the sound of chopsticks touching the dishes is very obvious.