Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

However, at the next moment, Ji Mujue was stunned, a piece of softness clinging to his chest, he lowered his head and found that Han Xinya had hugged him.

Ji Mujue was about to say something, but Han Xinya's lips parted slightly, and she spoke first: "Let me hug you for a while, just for a while? We'll talk about the rest later."

Ji Mujue wanted to push her hand away, stayed in mid-air, and then gently placed it on her back. He didn't think much about it, and he didn't notice a sly smile on Han Xinya's face who was close to his arms. Guang looked at the door behind Ji Mujue.

The vertical transparent glass, although soundproof, can clearly see the inside from the outside, the purpose is to fear that Ji Mujue will be disturbed by some insignificant things when he is working.

At this time, outside the glass door, Shang Zhuyi stood there blankly, her hand that was about to open the door rested on the doorknob, the scene in front of her really made her unable to believe her eyes.

Before she received that inexplicable text message, she had guessed that it was Han Xinya's trick, but she couldn't help herself from verifying it.

So when she came to Ji's, she didn't ask the front desk to notify her, and went straight to Ji Mujue's office, and she also had this privilege, because she was Ji Mujue's fiancée, which was well known.At the same time, she was also transferred by Ji Mujue, and as a director, she also has this right.

And the real reason for her speculation about the authenticity of the text message is that Ji Mujue didn't seem to resist at all.But in fact, she was standing at Ji Mujue's side, and she didn't see that Ji Mujue was about to push Han Xinya's hand away.

Shang Zhuyi didn't push the door open in the end, she turned around and got on the elevator again. The lady at the front desk was very puzzled when she saw it, but she knew she shouldn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Song Xi happened to be back from an errand, and happened to meet Shang Zhuyi head-on, seeing Shang Zhuyi lowered his head sullenly, he said hello, "Ma'am, are you here to see Mr. Ji?"

Shang Zhuyi, however, seemed to have lost her soul, and didn't respond at all. When Song Xi called out, she came back from the wandering world. She raised her head suddenly, only to find Song Xi standing in front of her: "Ah? What's the matter? Song Xi, it's you!"

Shang Zhuyi wanted to put a smile on his face, but failed in the end, so he could only reluctantly return Song Xi with a wry smile.

Song Xi was puzzled for a while: "Madam, why did you come, isn't President Ji here?"

Shang Zhuyi shook his head and said: "It's okay, he's here, I just came to see, you go ahead, I'm fine!"

Song Xi thought to himself, seeing such a reaction, it's nothing strange.But he didn't ask any more questions, because no matter how good his relationship with Ji Mujue was, there was still a gap between subordinates and subordinates.He knows that he can't step into this gap, he can only watch the background of Shang Zhuyi's loss gradually drift away.

But Song Xi was still worried, and walked to the front desk: "When did Miss Shang come? Does Mr. Ji know that she is here?"

The front desk frowned slightly, and replied: "She just came here not long ago, it seems that she went up once and then came down again. However, Mr. Ji didn't explain."

Just as Song Xi was about to leave, the front desk seemed to think of something, and said, "Assistant Song, by the way, there was a woman who came to look for Mr. Ji just now, and she hasn't come down yet. She said she is Mr. Ji's friend."

Song Xi stopped in his tracks, frowning tightly: "Woman?"

"Yes, the person is very beautiful and well dressed." The receptionist seemed to feel that this was an opportunity to flatter him, and added, "It's comparable to Miss Shang's appearance."

For her last sentence, Song Xi automatically filtered it out. He seemed to have thought of something, answered "I see", and walked quickly towards the elevator.

When he got to the office door, he actually saw a woman sitting in front of Ji Mujue.Standing from his angle, he could see a pair of bright eyes under the woman's crescent-like eyebrows. Her complexion was very fair, and her long black hair reached her shoulders.

However, Song Xi was not in that leisurely mood, he pushed the door and walked in: "Mr. Ji."

Then, he stopped talking, but pretended to see Han Xinya just now, and then moved his lips up and down, as if he didn't know what to say.

Ji Mujue looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

Han Xinya is also a sensible person, knowing that it may be an official business, and it may be inconvenient for those who are observing her.And most importantly, her goal has been achieved, and there is no need for her to stay here anymore.

Han Xinya smiled like a blooming flower, which was enough to express her joyful mood, which was quite different from the way she was hugged in Ji Mujue's arms before: "Brother Mujue, you should do your work first, and I will leave first."

Ji Mujue nodded, and Song Xi nodded to Han Xinya to show her courtesy when she passed by her.At the same time, he kept his eyes on Han Xinya's back. For some reason, although this woman looked very pure, the first glance gave him a very scheming feeling.

Ji Mujue didn't hear the echo for a long time, and raised his head again, only to find that Song Xi had been looking outside the door, and he raised his eyebrows: "Why, I can't get it out of my eyes? I can introduce it to you."

Song Xi came back to his senses, he shook his head, but asked, "Who was that just now?"

Ji Mujue picked up the documents, sorted them out on the table, and said, "The friends I grew up with haven't found a date yet."

Listening to Ji Mujue's tone, Song Xi knew that Ji Mujue must not have known that Shang Zhuyi had been here, because he saw Shang Zhuyi's appearance, and it would definitely not be like this: "You still have the mind to joke, madam has come to you do you know?"

Ji Mujue was stunned: "Madam? Bamboo clothes?"

"Yes, the front desk said that they saw Ms. Shang come up for a visit but left again. You must not know by your appearance, right? I guess, did you do something shameful with that beauty just now, or did you say something that you didn't see?" She heard Guang's words, anyway, when I saw her, her expression was not quite right."

Song Xi pretended not to care, took a glass of water in front of the water dispenser, and drank it on his own.He is like this, he respects Ji Mujue in front of others, but as long as the two of them are alone, he will be very casual, after all, after a long time, he will have some feelings.

As expected, Ji Mujue couldn't sit still, he stood up abruptly, and asked, "When did you meet her?"

"Oh, she just left, she should be on her way home now, but she was quite disappointed when she saw her back." Song Xi said this on purpose, he just wanted to see Ji Mujue's reaction.

Song Xi's words pierced Ji Mujue's heart like a needle prick, and the scene just now flashed back in his mind, knowing that Shang Zhuyi must have seen what happened just now.He suddenly pushed the chair behind him, picked up the coat on the backrest, and walked out quickly without saying a word.

Seeing his reaction, the corners of Song Xi's mouth rose slightly as he handed the cup to his mouth, which seemed to be almost the same as what he had expected.

On the back seat of Shang Zhuyi's taxi, she watched the light rain falling out of the car window at some point, and the sky that was clear just now turned gloomy, which was quite in line with her current mood.

At this time, a pleasant ringtone alarmed Shang Zhuyi. Shang Zhuyi looked at the name of the contact person on it, then turned off the phone and put it on the seat beside him.

Ji Mujue heard that there was no response for a long time, and his brows became more and more serious. He walked to the front of the company hall and saw the raindrops getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help feeling a little more worried.

Just as he took an umbrella from the front desk and was about to go out, his phone vibrated. He quickly looked at the screen and found that it was not the person he was expecting, but an unfamiliar number.

Ji Mujue still got through the phone, but Han Xinya's voice came from the other side: "Brother Mujue, do you have time now? Can you take me home? I was walking back just now, but it started to rain, and I still I'm so scared, but I still can't find a taxi now, I..."

Han Xinya originally wanted to say "I will call you when I have no choice", but Ji Mujue interrupted her, and said with a little impatience on his face: "Well, wait a moment, I don't have time now, you put Send me the address, and someone will take you home later."

Hearing this sentence, Han Xinya thought that Ji Mujue was still busy with work documents, she agreed, and then heard a busy tone from 1 on the phone.

When Han Xinya heard that Ji Mujue said to send someone to take her home, she thought to herself, this proves that he still cares about herself in his heart, and he has to do enough acting, so let's forcefully wait.Thinking of this, Han Xinya couldn't help but smile.

After Shang Zhuyi returned to Ji's old house, even though he ran fast, he still got some rain.In just a few steps, the rain has soaked the clothes.

Seeing Shang Zhuyi's appearance, Yan Rong immediately walked over worriedly on crutches, almost fell to the ground because of her anxiety, Shang Zhuyi hurriedly supported her.

Yan Rong didn't seem to care at all, she ordered the helper to bring the clothes, and then handed it to Shang Zhuyi: "Zhuyi, go and change your clothes first, or you'll catch a cold later and catch a cold easily!"

Shang Zhuyi looked at Yan Rong's anxious face, couldn't bear to refuse, nodded, and took the clothes into his room.

After Shang Zhuyi changed and went downstairs, Yan Rong pulled her to sit on the sofa: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with Mu Jue?"

Yan Rong said with a smile: "Seeing you go out in a hurry today, I thought you were in a hurry, but seeing you come back with a changed face after a while, I guess it must be a quarrel. It's okay, the young couple quarreled, the bedside Quarreling at the end of the bed, there is nothing a husband and wife can't talk about, after all, feelings are cultivated!"

When Shang Zhuyi heard what Yan Rong said, she bit her lip and muttered to herself: It would be great if it was just a quarrel.However, she didn't show it, she tried her best to squeeze out a smile, the purpose was to not worry Yan Rong.