Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Before coming here, Shang Zhuyi's heart was a little beating. Although Ji Mujue agreed to give up her custody rights, but according to Yan Rong's temper, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for her to take away the child, so she has been on guard since she entered the door today. But she didn't see Yan Rong's figure for a long time. Although she was relieved, she was also a little puzzled. After all, Yan Rong's leg was injured and she couldn't go out for a walk. If she wasn't at home, where else could she go?
Hearing this, Ji Mujue hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell her the truth: "Before I came back, I told the helper to leave her in the room to rest, don't worry."

So, Shang Zhuyi nodded: "Oh..."

Now that her face has been controlled by Ji Mujue, she has nothing to worry about, so she stretched out her hand and opened the door, and there was a burst of childish laughter from the children in the room.

Hearing the child's voice, Shang Zhuyi, who had been depressed for the past few days, finally showed some signs of relief from the pressure on her heart. She raised the corners of her lips and smiled, and walked slowly towards the two children .

When the children heard the movement, they turned their little heads and looked out the door. As soon as they saw Shang Zhuyi, their eyes lit up immediately, their little bodies twisted, and they were about to go to the door with unsteady steps. When she came running, Shang Zhuyi was surprised and happy when he saw this, he hurried up to him, and stopped the two of them in his arms before they tripped him.

"Did you miss me?" Shang Zhuyi asked in a relaxed tone.

But this time it was different from the past. The two children glanced at her, and suddenly, as if they had a good understanding, they flattened their mouths together, and cried one after another.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi was stunned, a little puzzled, but you were more distressed, and quickly asked: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

The children were sobbing and sobbing, saying intermittently: "Grandma said... we can never see you again... woo woo woo..."

Although they spoke vaguely, Shang Zhuyi still understood what they wanted to express after being stunned for a moment; "You mean, grandma told you that you will never see me again, right?"

The children cried very aggrieved, and nodded while wiping away their tears.

Now, even Ji Mujue, who was standing by the side, turned very ugly. No matter how unpleasant the quarrel between adults is, such words of sowing discord should not be mentioned in front of children.

He glanced at Shang Zhuyi guiltily, and said hesitantly: "I didn't expect that she would... talk nonsense in front of the child, don't mind, I will have a talk with her."

Hearing his guilty words, Shang Zhuyi didn't respond, but bent down to hug the two children, and said coldly; "No, anyway, I won't let the children be with her again in the future." There's been too much contact."

After finishing speaking, she didn't even look at Ji Mujue again, and quickly walked out the door with the child in her arms.

Ji Mujue pursed his lips, and after hesitating for a while, he still followed out worriedly: "Zhuyi, you..."

Shang Zhuyi didn't intend to listen to his explanation, and walked downstairs quickly with the two heavy children in his arms.

When passing the guest room, she suddenly heard a loud bang from inside, and her footsteps paused involuntarily.

At this moment, Ji Mujue, who was following up, also heard the strange noise coming from the room, and couldn't help but frowned. He looked at the door, then at Shang Zhuyi, and finally walked up to Shang Zhuyi, bowing his head. Said in a low voice: "Probably my mother is losing her temper when she heard you coming. Let's go."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi was afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so she nodded in agreement, hugged the child tightly, and started to go downstairs, but Ji Mujue stood sideways in front of her: "If you want to be faster, you should take the child Leave it to me to hug, or you won't be able to walk in the living room, it's like you're out of breath from exhaustion."

Although Shang Zhuyi was not happy, she also knew that what Ji Mujue said was true, so she reluctantly handed the child in her arms to Ji Mujue's arms, and urged in a low voice: "Go quickly."

As soon as her words fell, there was another crisp sound in the guest room, like the sound of glassware breaking.

Ji Mujue and Shang Zhuyi looked at each other. Although he was also worried about his appearance, he thought that there were helpers in the room to take care of him, so it was more important to send Shang Zhuyi and the children away safely, so he rushed to Shang Zhuyi. Nodding his head, he said in a low voice; "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he turned around without hesitation, and took the lead to walk downstairs.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi had no reason to hesitate, and she quickly followed up.

At this time, I don't know whether Yan Rong in the room heard their footsteps, anyway, the moment Shang Zhuyi turned her head, she heard Yan Rong's roar from behind the door: "Go away! Let me out!"

Shang Zhuyi's heart tightened, and she quickened her pace, not because she was afraid of Yan Rong's madness, but because she was worried about what kind of shadow would be brought to the two children again if something unexpected happened at this time.

Obviously, Ji Mujue thought the same way, so he also quickened his pace and walked out the door.

All the way to the garage in a hurry, Ji Mujue placed the child on the child seat in the back row, and then turned to look at Shang Zhuyi: "Get in the car."

Shang Zhuyi's eyes were a little panicked, but he still nodded and got into the car in a hurry.

At this moment, a servant came over in a hurry, without regard for etiquette.As soon as he grabbed Ji Mujue, he said repeatedly: "Sir, it's not good, the old lady..."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's heart was unavoidably suspended, he stopped sitting in the car, turned to look at the helper: "What happened?"

The helper panted for a while before she adjusted her breathing rhythm. Under Ji Mujue's questioning eyes, she said in a panic: "The old lady broke a vase in excitement, and then fell on the fragments of the vase... Blood... and a lot of blood, we don't know what to do with it..."

Now even Shang Zhuyi, who had already got into the car, was a little worried. She glanced at Ji Mujue, then struggled in her heart, and said decisively, "Go and see her situation." , After all... In short, you don't have to worry about it here, I will drive back by myself, and you can send a driver to drive the car back later. "

This is already the most compromise method, Ji Mujue thought about it for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he threw the car keys to Shang Zhuyi, took another look at the children, and then turned around and ran into the villa.

Shang Zhuyi looked at his back, and suddenly felt an indescribable loss in her heart, but looking at the child behind her, she could only force herself to calm down, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left her A place where I lived for a long time.

When Ji Mujue came to the door of the guest room, he smelled a bloody smell that irritated his nerves, which made his already hanging heart even more tense: "Mom!"

Yan Rong was already half-lying on the bed supported by a group of servants. Scars were almost everywhere on her knees and arms, and some of them were still bleeding out.

Seeing Ji Mujue walking in, Yan Rong immediately opened his half-closed eyes, grabbed his sleeves, and asked repeatedly: "Where are my grandsons? Where are they!"

Because of the excitement, Yan Rong's movements were very violent, and now even the wound that had just stopped bleeding was ruptured again, and many bloodstains flowed out immediately.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue's heart suddenly tightened, he quickly turned his head and said to the helper behind him: "Bring the medicine box, and call the emergency number!"

Hearing the words, the servants didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly acted according to the words.

Yan Rong didn't seem to feel the pain, she still persistently grabbed Ji Mujue's sleeve: "Where's the child?"

Ji Mujue pursed his lips and did not answer her question, but said softly: "Don't talk, wait for me to help you treat the wound."

Yan Rong didn't listen to him, and asked again: "I'm asking you, where is the child!"

Ji Mujue's eyes flickered and his mouth moved a few times, but he still didn't answer her directly. Fortunately, the helper came in with the medicine box, and Ji Mujue quickly raised his head to take it: "Let me deal with it for you first."

As he spoke, he picked up the alcohol cotton and raised his hand to wipe Yan Rong's wound, but was blocked by Yan Rong's raised wrist. Her voice was low but persistent, and she asked again: "Where is the child?"

Ji Mujue knew that if he didn't answer, Yan Rong might really let her wound bleed like this, so he pursed the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "I let the bamboo clothes take it away."

Hearing this, Yan Rong's body froze for a moment, and then she raised her hand and overturned the medicine box on the side. The bottles and jars in it all fell to the ground in embarrassment after a flurry of tinkling noises, and even some glass The bottle has been smashed to pieces.

Ji Mujue did not expect her reaction to be so intense: "Mom, you have promised me to give up custody to Zhuyi, what are you doing now?"

"You forced me to agree, otherwise, how could I agree to such an unreasonable request!" Yan Rong clenched her fists and growled.

Ji Mujue pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then comforted him in a low voice again: "No matter where the children are, you are their grandmother, and this cannot be changed in any way, so why don't you worry about it?"

But obviously, his consolation didn't have any effect, and Yan Rong was still panting with excitement: "The child is raised in our Ji family, and it will not change their blood relationship with Shang Zhuyi. What is she thinking about?" Take the child away?"

Hearing her retort, Ji Mujue sighed helplessly: "The child is still young and needs his mother by his side."

"Can't our Ji family afford to hire someone to take care of the child? Is she so irreplaceable?" Yan Rong still insisted on her own thoughts: "It is clear that she wants to use the child's sake, so that she can continue to benefit from you in the future." I'm trying to extort money!"