Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

After listening to his words, Shang Zhuyi felt that the big stone that had been in her heart had finally landed with a bang. Although there was no evidence in front of her, Ji Mujue's words were enough to make her feel at ease.

"I believe in you." Shang Zhuyi nodded heavily, and said word by word.

Originally, watching her believe in him like this, Ji Mujue's heart should be relaxed and happy, but now the feeling in his heart is completely opposite, he who is used to the storm, even feels a heavy sense of oppression.

But facing Shang Zhuyi's bright eyes, he had to remain calm and nodded slightly: "That's all right. So, no matter what others say, you just need to look at me and believe me."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi nodded obediently and obediently without even thinking about it, and agreed softly: "Okay."

Ji Mujue smiled lightly and raised his hand, stroked her hair, and said softly: "If you feel better, let's go to the living room to have dinner together."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi, who was already lying down very bored, nodded quickly, and was about to turn over and get out of bed when he lifted the quilt, but was held down by Ji Mujue.

Shang Zhuyi thought that he was about to change his mind, so he raised his eyes and looked at him inquiringly.

Ji Mujue smiled helplessly: "Although you feel that there is nothing serious, don't worry too much. After all, you will get dizzy if you wake up too hard after lying down for a whole day."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi smiled heartily, then slowed down according to the words, and slowly put on his clothes and got up.

Yan Rong was sitting at the dining table, and Ye Jing obviously didn't want to be alone with her, so she still sat on the sofa with her back to the dining table, thinking that if Ji Mujue and Shang Zhuyi didn't go downstairs for dinner later, she would let her The helper delivered the food upstairs, and Yan Rong, that old hag who would find fault with anyone she saw, could eat by herself.

Just as she was thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and she raised her head in surprise: "Bamboo clothes? How are you feeling?"

Shang Zhuyi smiled at Ye Jing, and slowly shook his head; "It's all right now."

Hearing this, Ye Jing nodded reassuringly, and Yan Rong beside her couldn't help but sneered softly; "It wasn't a big deal at first, but I just pretended to lie down all day, didn't I just want Mu Jue Worried, and then come to ask my teacher Xingshi?"

Although she spoke in a soft voice, in the quiet living room, she was still clearly heard by the remaining three people present. The small flames that have not been completely extinguished have a tendency to rise again.

Ji Mujue slowly let go of the hand supporting Shang Zhuyi, walked slowly in front of Shang Zhuyi, and before Yan Rong said anything more extreme, he said: "Mom, Zhuyi once had a car accident, and since then, I have been in a car accident. Occasionally dizzy, you don't understand the situation, please don't maliciously speculate on her intentions, okay?"

Hearing this, Yan Rong's face turned blue and white, she pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, but finally she couldn't hold back, she patted the table and stood up: "Mu Jue, are you accusing your mother? "

Ji Mujue raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, with a headache on his face: "I just imagine you explaining, I hope you won't be prejudiced against Zhuyi again."

"Prejudiced?" Yan Rong seemed to have heard some joke: "After making such a big circle, are you still accusing me of wearing small shoes for Shang Zhu's clothes?"

Ye Jing rolled her eyes and muttered, "You just need to be clear in your heart."

Yan Rong has not yet reached the age of blindness and deafness, Ye Jing's whispers were still heard by her, she immediately turned her head and glared at Ye Jing: "Who are you, who gave you the qualifications and courage to work in our Ji family's old house? Sarcasm?"

Ji Mujue watched as Yan Rong turned the gunfire on Ye Jing again, his brows furrowed deeper, he pursed his lips and meditated for a moment, then gave Ye Jing a please look, and called out helplessly: "Jing sister."

Seeing this, Ye Jing also raised her hand helplessly and shrugged; "Okay, okay, I, an outsider, shut up, it's okay."

After finishing speaking, she hugged her arms a little angrily, then turned her head and sat back on the sofa again, assuming a posture of staying out of the matter.

So, Yan Rong took her eyes back again, but her expression was still a little annoyed.

Ji Mujue took a slow breath, then stretched out his hand to hold Shang Zhuyi, and ignored the little friction just now: "Let's go eat."

Shang Zhuyi didn't have much to argue and quarrel immediately, so she nodded and obediently followed Ji Mujue to the dining table.

However, Yan Rong didn't think so. With a wave of her hand, she knocked over a bowl in hand, and the porcelain was smashed to pieces in an instant, and the atmosphere returned to the verge of being on the verge of breaking out.

"Mu Jue, you are my son, I want you to speak clearly, will the entire Ji family be transferred for this woman surnamed Shang in the future?" Yan Rong looked at them coldly and asked aggressively.

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi subconsciously shook his head: "How could it be, Auntie, you think too much..."

However, Yan Rong still stared at Ji Mujue, as if he wanted to hear the answer from him before giving up: "I'm asking my son, you are still an outsider, how dare you interrupt?"

"I..." Shang Zhuyi was almost choked by her words, and in the end he could only turn his head away, with red eyes and stopped talking.

But Ji Mujue immediately stretched out his hand and stopped Shang Zhuyi's shoulder: "Zhuyi is my wife, she is not an outsider."

Hearing his words, Shang Zhuyi's sore heart finally felt a little comforted.

However, Yan Rong's feeling after hearing this was completely opposite to Shang Zhuyi's. She couldn't bear it and patted the table: "She is not an outsider, but I am an outsider. Is that what you mean?"

Ji Mujue frowned; "Mom, you know exactly what I mean."

"I think that's what you mean! I can't help my mother, now that she hasn't passed the family yet, you have joined forces to reject me like this. If I really wait for her to marry in, then I will pack up and leave! "Yan Rong asked sharply, her face flushed red, Shang Zhuyi looked at her worriedly, for fear that her blood pressure would accidentally spike.

Ji Mujue pursed his lips, his eloquent teeth, who were always at the negotiating table, were so helpless that he lost his voice when facing his mother.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Rong thought he was acquiescing, so she became more excited, her hands trembling slightly, she pointed at Shang Zhuyi suddenly: "Mu Jue, are you really going to do this to me for this woman? Okay , since you have already made a decision, then I will not just stay here and wait for you to kick me out, I will go by myself!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around abruptly and walked upstairs quickly.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue and Shang Zhuyi quickly stood up, Ji Mujue's face was still a little angry, and he clenched his fists tightly, but he still stood there without moving. Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi quickly pushed his hand Back: "Mujue, go and stop it, it's getting so late now, how can Auntie go out?"

Under Shang Zhuyi's repeated persuasion, Ji Mujue nodded slightly, and then walked upstairs to Yan Rong's room.

"Mom," as soon as he entered the door, he saw that he was dragging the suitcase to stuff it with clothes, and Ji Mujue walked over helplessly, and grabbed her: "Stop making trouble, okay? Just take care of me Alright, I've been working all day, and I really don't have the energy to argue."

Hearing this, Yan Rong's anger didn't subside because of his words, but intensified; "You mean I'm making trouble for no reason?"

Ji Mujue felt that he was not so tired even after working overtime and meeting; "I'm not..."

"You are!" Yan Rong didn't give Ji Mujue a chance to explain, and directly announced the verdict in her heart; "You think I'm an eyesore, affecting your two worlds, I have agreed to pack up and leave, you Why are you here to stop me! I will give you space, and you will be happy!"

After speaking, she turned around again, randomly grabbed the clothes in the closet and threw them into the suitcase.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue sighed helplessly from the bottom of his heart, then quickly stood up, and took Yan Rong's hand: "Mom, if you get angry when you look at us, it should be us who are juniors. Take the bamboo clothes and go to the villa in the suburbs, so I won't make you angry here, okay?"

Hearing this, Yan Rong was still not happy: "You are my son and the pillar of the Ji family, why do you go with her? Well, according to what you mean, whether you go or I go, in short, you two are Inseparable, but I'm always an outsider, am I?"

Ji Mujue couldn't understand how her logic worked: "Mom, why do you have to judge me and Zhuyi in such a malicious way? In our original intention, you have always been an indispensable part of the family. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to delay the wedding until after you return to China.”

He felt that what he said was reasonable, Yan Rong should be understandable, but he underestimated Yan Rong's brain circuit.

"You might as well take advantage of the fact that I'm married to her without knowing it! This way I can stay out of sight and out of mind!" Yan Rong threw the clothes in her hand on the ground and said angrily.

"We respect your opinion as an elder!" Ji Mujue finally couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted in a low voice.

"Really?" Yan Rong sneered and raised her head to look at Ji Mujue; "Respect my opinion, then I can tell you clearly. My opinion is that I disagree. Ordinary, but you can't be a scheming woman like her who deliberately provokes our mother-child relationship!"

At this time, Shang Zhuyi was worried that their mother and son would quarrel again, so he walked upstairs lightly, ready to check the situation in the room. It just so happened that Yan Rong's hurtful words happened to be completely caught by her. heard it in its entirety.

"Boom!" She was holding tea to calm her face, but after hearing these words, her wrist shook, and the ceramic teacup smashed to pieces at her feet along with the hot tea.