Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Ye Jing rushed to Shang Zhuyi's side in a hurry, helped Shang Zhuyi who had fainted on the ground to lie on her knees for a while, then turned her head and shouted to the helper who was guarding the living room door: "Come and help me!" one time!"

Hearing her cries for help, the helper rushed in and helped Shang Zhuyi upstairs with all his might.

Yan Rong was startled by the sudden scene in front of her, she stared at her delicately made-up eyes for a while, and after she was helped into the room, she said embarrassingly: "It's so thoughtful to pretend to be dizzy if you can't make a noise. "

After finishing speaking, she clicked her tongue indifferently, and then went out for morning exercises as planned, without paying attention to whether Shang Zhuyi was okay or not.

After laying Shangzhu clothes flat on the bed, Ye Jing fanned and fed water for a while, and finally she opened her eyes slowly amidst Ye Jing's fear.

"Sister Jing..." Shang Zhuyi's voice was a little hoarse, but his face was still pale.

"I'm here, how do you feel?" Ye Jing quickly bent down and asked softly.

Shang Zhuyi smiled and shook his head; "It's nothing, I just felt a little dizzy just now."

Ye Jing still couldn't rest assured: "Could it be your old injury from before? Why don't you call the doctor to have a look, or let me accompany you to the hospital?"

Shang Zhuyi froze for a moment, then shook his head; "It's not that serious, I know my own body, and I'm not in the mood to do any examinations right now."

As she spoke, she sat up and made a gesture to throw off the quilt and get out of bed.

Seeing this, Ye Jing quickly pressed her down: "What are you doing?"

"I'm fine, I don't want to lie down all the time." Shang Zhuyi smiled reluctantly.

Ye Jing didn't listen to her, and still pressed her tightly: "Since you don't want to see a doctor, just lie down for a while honestly, or I will call the private doctor right away, and you have to see it if you don't."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was still a little weak after waking up, and he didn't have the strength to argue with her, not to mention knowing that she was doing it for her own good, so she smiled and nodded; "Of order, I just don't move."

Seeing her compromise, Ye Jing showed a satisfied smile, pressed her shoulders to let her lie back halfway, and said softly: "You sit down for a while, I will help the maid to bring you breakfast, eat first It’s not too late to rest after dinner.”

Now that he has agreed to cooperate, Shang Zhuyi didn't say anything more, and nodded obediently; "Okay."

So Ye Jing turned around and went downstairs.

Sitting on the bed, Shang Zhuyi's thoughts drifted away again, Yan Rong's words still echoed in her ears, she couldn't help wondering if Ji Mujue was already sitting in front of Lu Youran.

In fact, although Yan Rong is not a competent mother, she is not completely ignorant of her son. For example, she has guessed Ji Mujue's whereabouts right now.

In a coffee shop with a quiet environment, Ji Mujue is sitting in a box, opposite to Lu Youran who looks nervous and excited.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" Ji Mujue took out the killing decision on the negotiating table and asked straightforwardly.

Lu Youran who was asked was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, quickly put on the cute and pitiful mask, and touched his belly with nothing but fat, and said sadly: "I I didn't expect anything extravagantly, I just wanted to fight for the children's right to live well."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's eyes darkened, and he continued to ask bluntly: "How much do you want?"

When Lu Youran heard the word money, Lu Youran's eyes lit up obviously, but in order not to make her purpose appear too blatant, she reluctantly held back, bit her lip and shook her head: "I'm not coveting your property , I really like..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ji Mujue interrupted her in a cold voice, and said with a sneer: "Property? Who told you that you could get my property. First of all, I basically have no memory of what happened that night, so your words It's just a one-sided statement. Secondly, even if it really happened, it doesn't mean that this child really has a relationship with me. Finally, even if the above two things are unfortunately fulfilled, this child is just an illegitimate child who will not be recognized. I Even if you are willing to pay alimony, don't think that you can use this child to divide up my property."

His tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was not talking about a child related to him by blood, but a mouse that had been spying on him a few times on the road.

No matter how much Lu Youran falls into Qian's eye, she can still hear the implication of Ji Mujue's words, that is, if he finds out that she has cheated him, let alone in this city, can she still make a living in China? Eating is already an unknown number.

Thinking of this, her heart trembled uncontrollably. After all, the bet was too high, and she dared not place a bet easily.

Ji Mujue picked up the coffee cup and took a sip slowly, then gave Lu Youran a casual glance, and this one glance almost gave way to Lu Youran's failure.

However, on the verge of collapse, Lu Youran still forcibly pulled herself back. She squeezed her fingers, took a deep breath, and retreated: "Mr. I have no way of explaining the people who are close to you, and I don't intend to waste my tongue..."

However, in Ji Mujue's eyes, these little tricks of hers are not even comparable to a clumsy magic trick. They can see through at a glance, and at the same time exhausted his little patience. He stood up suddenly: "Okay, I just gave you The conditions you set are already my bottom line, you should think about it, if not, then I can only take the legal route."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue didn't give her a chance to refute or nod at all, so he simply turned around and left.

Lu Youran sat there in a daze, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead, her mouth moved a few times, and she raised her hand as if she wanted to keep Ji Mujue, but in the end she still didn't have the courage to speak out.

When Ji Mujue returned home, Ye Jing was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, while Yan Rong was sitting in the yard, drinking afternoon tea leisurely, but Shang Zhuyi was missing, which made Ji Mujue frowned a little uneasy: " Sister Jing, where is the bamboo garment?"

Hearing his voice, Ye Jing, who was immersed in her own thinking world, suddenly came back to her senses: "Mu Jue, you are back."

Ji Mujue nodded, and asked again; "Where's the bamboo clothes?"

Ye Jing glanced at Yan Rong's back in the yard angrily, then pointed upstairs: "It's lying in the room."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's eyebrows frowned suddenly; "Did something happen?"

Ye Jing didn't intend to hide it from him at first; "Zhuyi passed out in the morning, so I was forced to lie down and recuperate."

"Painted out?" Ji Mujue's eyes widened in shock and worry; "Is she unwell? Did you see a doctor?"

Ye Jing shook her head frankly again; "No, Zhuyi disagrees, and she passed out in a fit of rage. She should be fine when she wakes up, so I'll just let her go."

Ji Mujue heard another point from her few words: "Anxious and overwhelmed? Sister Jing, can I trouble you to finish the process at once?"

Ye Jing, who was disgusted by the way of describing, rolled her eyes helplessly in her heart, and then said like a bean: "Your mother didn't know why she was crazy, and she came to find trouble with Zhuyi again early in the morning. She said you would put Zhuyi drove out of the house, and Zhuyi refuted a few words in anger, but obviously these two sentences did not have any effect on Ms. Yan, but made her very angry, and then Ms. Yan said something to stimulate her If not, Zhuyi will pass out in a hopeless way."

At the end of her talk, Yan Rong just noticed that Ji Mujue was back, opened the door of the living room and walked in. When she heard Ye Jing was complaining, she immediately frowned; "Ye, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ye Jing was furious because of Shang Zhuyi's passing out. She stood up abruptly and stared at her face: "Do you dare to touch your conscience and swear that among the things I just described? , and adulterated content?"

Yan Rong was stunned by her, she pursed her lips and stopped talking, and her reactions were also noticed by Ji Mujue, anyone who is not stupid can see that she is guilty.

Ji Mujue just glanced at Yan Rong indifferently, and didn't immediately quarrel with her, then turned around and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Yan Rong's heart was a little nervous at first, but when she saw Ji Mujue left without saying anything, her heart suddenly relaxed, and then an arrogant look reappeared in her eyes and looked at Ye Jing.

Ye Jing pursed her lips, clicked her tongue irritably, then sat back with her arms folded, ignoring Yan Rong.

When Shang Zhuyi was sitting in the room bored, the door was pushed open suddenly, she raised her eyes to look out, but found that it was Ji Mujue who came back, so she straightened up immediately: "Mujue..."

But as soon as she thought about it, she remembered what Yan Rong said, and her heart sank involuntarily.His expression also fell.

Ji Mujue saw the change in her expression in a short moment, and immediately stepped forward, went to her bed and sat down, reached out to hold her hand casually on the edge of the bed: "Zhuyi, listen to sister Jing Say, you passed out, how are you feeling?"

Shang Zhuyi lowered his head slightly, and shook his head: "I'm fine, Sister Jing ordered me to lie down, in fact, I don't have any discomfort at all."

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and looked at Ji Mujue again, seeming to muster up the courage in her heart, clenched her teeth, and asked desperately; "Mujue, answer me honestly, do you have the woman my aunt mentioned yesterday? No……"

Before she finished speaking, Ji Mujue understood what she was going to ask, so he interrupted: "No, you have experienced so many things with me through ups and downs, don't you believe me?"

Ji Mujue didn't deliberately deceive, but at this moment, he thought that white lies were far easier for Shang Zhuyi to face than the straightforward truth.