Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Yan Rong looked sickly, since Shang Zhuyi left, she seemed to be suffering from a serious illness.She herself couldn't figure out whether it was because Shang Zhuyi was not around, or because she couldn't see her grandchildren.

However, seeing Ji Mujue's anxious look, she still shook her head: "Your father should know!"

After hearing this, Ji Mujue turned around and was about to leave without saying a word, but Yan Rong seemed to think of something, she took Ji Mujue's arm with her hand: "Mujue, is your marriage with Han Xinya real?"

Ji Mujue was silent for a while, he was thinking, even if it was proved that everything was done by Han Xinya, he had already announced that he would marry him.Moreover, it can also hit Shang Zhuyi, so it seems that the final result will be the same.So, he finally nodded.

Yan Rong leaned on crutches and was about to stand up, but accidentally bumped into the coffee table next to her, and the teacup on it shook a few times.It seems that the touch is really unclear, Ji Mujue hurried to help, but Yan Rong knocked off his hand

"I disagree. Now I understand why Zhuyi left. Did you have this plan on the first day you came back from Han Xinya, and that's why you forced Zhuyi to leave?"

Yan Rong pointed at Ji Mujue with her left hand without crutches, and continued to say in a hoarse voice, "No wonder you told me that Zhuyi went abroad for something. Do you think I don't know? The scandal between her and that Tang Yu, and you and Xinya I don't know what Zhuyi thinks about you, so it seems that you and Han Xinya are planning to get married a long time ago!"

Yan Rong said so many words in one breath, coupled with her temper, she suddenly coughed.Just as Ji Mujue stretched out his hand worriedly, Yan Rong knocked off his hand again, and said while coughing: "Answer me."

When Ji Mujue heard that Yan Rong said that he was worthless, yet he was so partial to Shang Zhuyi, his anger suddenly surged into his heart: "Mom, what are you going to do? You said before that when I married Shang Zhuyi, it was because a chicken climbed onto the Phoenix , is Shang Zhuyi's blessing, but now it seems that I am not worthy of her."

"Before it was before, it was my fault that I was blind, but now I have changed the viewing angle membrane, and I can see the bamboo clothes more clearly..."

Before Yan Rong finished speaking, Ji Mujue interrupted her: "I'm thinking about family property, don't you always say that you are well-off, right? I feel like Han Xinya and I are like this, I..."

Yan Rong seemed to be unable to listen any longer, she slammed her cane on the ground, and made a "dong dong" sound: "If I don't agree, I don't agree."

Ji Mujue knew that Yan Rong could no longer listen to his own words at this time, he no longer refuted, but turned and went upstairs: "Now it has become a fact, if you disagree, you must agree."

Yan Rongqi's complexion was ashen, her legs were weak, she sat down, and was about to speak, but found that Ji Mujue's back had disappeared on the stairs, and then she heard Ji Mujue's slamming sound of closing the door.

Yan Rong could only sit on the sofa, panting heavily.

Ji Mujue originally wanted to tell Yan Rong the possible reason why Shang Zhuyi was victimized, but seeing that Yan Rong still opposed his decision like that, as if everything he did was wrong, he gave up his thoughts.

He adjusted for a long time before he calmed down, and then he began to take out his mobile phone and get busy.

When he worked so hard and finally got the phone number he wanted, he immediately pressed the dial button.

The moment he got on the phone, he couldn't wait to say: "Hi, hello, is this Uncle Han?"

"Who are you?" A suspicious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Only then did Ji Mujue remember that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and he was suddenly embarrassed, and said: Uncle, I'm Mujue. "

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then an uncertain voice came: "Are you Ji Changping's son?"

Ji Changping is the name used by Ji Mujue's father, which few people know, and Father Han is one of them.Hearing this question, Ji Mujue immediately knew that he had not made a wrong call, and he let go of half of the suspense in his heart, and agreed: "Yes, yes, yes."

The other side of the phone was ecstatic: "I really didn't expect you to call me, alas, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and I don't even know what the child looked like back then. But, I didn't expect that I haven't met yet, This is the first to hear the sound."

It can be heard that Father Han is very excited. Although he still has contact with Father Ji, he has never seen the adult Ji Mujue, let alone heard his voice.Now, his old friend's son called himself, how could he not be excited: "Mu Jue, is your mother okay!"

Ji Mujue agreed: "My mother is fine, thank you Uncle Han for your concern. However, I am calling this time because of other things."

There was silence on the other side, waiting for Ji Mujue to continue.And Ji Mujue took a light breath, and continued: "Uncle, Xinya and I are getting married next week, will you come?"

Originally, Ji Mujue wanted to get straight to the point, but when he thought about this kind of thing, it would be clearer to talk about it in person, and he didn't know if Han Xinya had talked to his parents about the marriage, so it's better to take this opportunity to solve it together.
But Ji Mujue was silent for a while, and then asked: "Who are you talking about? Say it again, who are you going to marry?"

Ji Mujue thought Father Han didn't hear clearly, and replied: "Xinya, didn't Xinya tell you? We plan to get married next week!"

Father Han's tone changed and he became angry: "Mu Jue, what are you kidding? Don't think that you are Ji Changping's son and you can make fun of me."

Ji Mujue looked confused, he said blankly: "Uncle, I'm not joking, Xinya and I..."

But Father Han interrupted him, seemed to have calmed down, and said: "Mujue, I know you and Xinya were childhood sweethearts, but you can't live in a dream! Xinya has passed away for a month, how did she tell us? Are you going to get married?"

Father Han paused, and his tone slowed down, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "If you had told us a month ago, I would not have objected to the decision you made before. But now, you don't have to stop marrying because of it. Live your whole life with someone who has passed away, and your parents will be mad at you."

Father Han obviously regards Ji Mujue as a person who is trapped by love and thus insane.But Ji Mujue couldn't believe his ears when he heard every word that Father Han said: "Uncle, you mean Xinya, Xinya is dead?"

Only then did Father Han hear what was going on, and he wondered, "Don't you know? Didn't your father tell you?"

Ji Mujue remained silent, and did not answer Father Han's words. He pondered, Han Xinya by his side came to him within a month, but the real Han Xinya died a month ago.From this point of view, everything must have been premeditated.

But if the real Han Xinya is dead, then who is always by her side?And why did she come to her and know so many delicate things?
"Hello." Hearing that there was no response for a long time, Father Han thought the signal was poor, and shouted, "Can you hear me?"

Only then did Ji Mujue react, and he immediately replied: "I can hear it, I can hear it."

The night is like water, and the stars in the sky are blinking, looking very cunning.Ji Mujue didn't have time to appreciate the scenery, he was still talking with Father Han.

Ji Mujue didn't tell Father Han that there was another Han Xinya beside him, but admitted that he was trapped by love and couldn't let go of Xinya, so he told him that he wanted to marry Han Xinya.

He didn't make it clear because he was afraid Father Han would not be able to accept the fact that someone else pretended to be his daughter.

He took the opportunity to quietly inquire about the cause and effect, and slowly straighten out his thoughts.Finally, he suddenly realized that the Han Xinya beside him was really someone else pretending to be, and the real Han Xinya had been poisoned.

Father Han only said that his daughter was poisoned by food, but he didn't know the hidden mystery.At this time, Ji Mujue can be sure that the real Han Xinya was intentionally poisoned.

"Uncle, there is one more thing I want to trouble you with." Ji Mujue said before hanging up the phone.

"You said."

"I want a recent photo of Xinya, can I? I don't have a single photo of her here, so I..." Ji Mujue didn't say any more, but Han's father had already heard what he meant, he still thought that Ji Mujue had himself in his heart The family's Xinya nodded and agreed.

At the same time, Father Han secretly felt sorry for Ji Mujue, for his own daughter, he was so affectionate.Of course, he also felt a little relieved for his daughter.

The moment Ji Mujue received the photo, he couldn't wait to take out the photo Song Xi gave him for comparison.

He found that the two were really similar, almost came out of the same mold, but there were still some differences. The most important thing was that the real Han Xinya had an obvious mole in the corner of her eye, but the current one did not.

Ji Mujue was completely sure that Han Xinya beside him was faked, he bowed his head and pondered.

Suddenly, Ji Mujue thought of Shang Zhuyi and Ye Jing's certainty about his cheating again, and a thought emerged in his mind: If all of this is the current Han Xinya's secret tricks, then everything will make sense.

Then, Shang Zhuyi and Tang Yu are really nothing.And Shang Zhuyi was really with Tang Yu because Tang Yu saved her and he had such an accident.

Ji Mujue saw scenes of Han Xinya appearing in front of him. From the first chance meeting in the bridal shop, Han Xinya made things difficult for Shang Zhuyi, and when she came to the company to find him, she was misunderstood by Shang Zhuyi, and later sent him A photo of Shang Zhuyi and Tang Yu getting in the car together.

It turned out that everything was so obvious, but I didn't keep any trust in Shang Zhuyi from my heart.Ji Mujue finally understood, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared fiercely at the air in front of him.