Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Ji Mujue reached out to hold her face, gently wiped away the tears on her face, Mo Tong was full of deep and unspeakable emotions, he showed a faint smile, and comforted: "You believe me now? "

Shang Zhuyi nodded with tears still on his face, and in the next second, he took the initiative to put his arms around his muscular waist.

Ji Mujue didn't expect it, but his chest was already warm, he was startled, and finally put down his hand, groping her soft black hair.

"Stop crying." The voice was full of infinite tenderness.

"Hmm..." Shang Zhuyi spoke from his arms with a strong nasal voice. The two hugged each other for a moment before she gradually controlled her emotions and said softly, "Thank you, Ji Mujue."

His arms tightened a little, but a pair of ink-like eyes looked into the distance, and a cluster of dim light flashed through them very quickly.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at Ji's villa, perhaps because of the conversation between the two in the car, Shang Zhuyi's feelings towards Ji Mujue were suddenly drawn a lot closer, and Liangren walked up the steps jokingly all the way.

With a gentle arc on the corner of his mouth, Ji Mujue stretched out his hand to push the door open, but his footsteps stopped.

Shang Zhuyi didn't notice it, and there was a little doubt in his brows and eyes: "What's wrong?"

Thick eyebrows raised, Ji Mujue put away his gentle smile, and shook his head with a vague sense of displeasure, but Shang Zhuyi had already seen everything in the living room.

The soft and waxy voice was still talking to Yan Rong, so it turns out that Lin Rushi hasn't left yet?
She was half-sitting on the sofa, her posture was very lazy, her delicate profile looked very exquisite under the sunlight, and her high and full forehead exuded a swan-like nobility and elegance.

They all heard the sound of the door and looked sideways.

Yan Rong's original flowery smile turned cold the moment he saw Shang Zhuyi, as gloomy as the weather outside.

Shang Zhuyi's good mood just now also disappeared, and he wanted to pretend nothing happened, but he heard Yan Rong's voice again and said impartially: "If so, you should come often in the future, I am really bored at home, some People can't talk."

With a frown, Shang Zhuyi quickly glanced at Ji Mujue beside him, only to find that his frown was deeper.

She was about to say something, but he had already taken her hand one step ahead.

She was startled, her cold fingertips touched the warmth of his palm, and at the same time, she also felt that blade-like gaze.

Lin Rushi has been secretly looking at Ji Mujue since they entered the door. She originally looked forward to saying hello to him with fiery eyes, but she didn't expect him to not even look at her, and even took Shang Zhu into his arms. hand in clothes.

Is this trying to piss her off?

There was a pain like a knife in her heart, and she was even more jealous when she looked at the hands held by the two, but in just a moment, she immediately concealed that emotion, and looked at Shang Zhuyi with a decent smile, and then Facing Yan Rong, he said, "Auntie, don't worry, I will come here often."

It's amazing...

Others didn't see it, but Shang Zhuyi could see it clearly. She was astonished and had to sigh, Lin Ru is really a good trick, he can control his emotions so freely, it's no wonder that Yan Rong likes her.

She would never learn this kind of ability, and he... must be the kind of person he needs most around him.

Thinking of this, her cloud eyes turned to the handsome man with a deep side face beside her, a glint flickered, her hand instinctively wanted to withdraw, but was held tighter by the man beside her domineeringly.

Ji Mujue tilted his head slightly, looked at her with long eyes, and cast a comforting look.

Shang Zhuyi was stunned, but his heart suddenly settled down. He has always acted out of words, and she felt warm as if there was heat flowing through her heart, and she responded to him with a slight smile when her eyes met.

Ji Mujue took her hand, ignored the two women in the living room, and wanted to pass by, but Lin Rushi couldn't hold back anymore, she hurriedly stood up and said, "Mujue!"

From the moment when the two of them looked at each other, Lin Rushi was already angry, Shang Zhuyi... She definitely did it on purpose!

Ji Mu Jue raised his eyebrows before standing still, turning his face politely.

Lin Rushi tried his best to restrain the urge to shout, and forced a deliberate smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, why didn't you say hello?"

The corner of Ji Mujue's mouth mentioned it lightly, but he said casually: "What's the matter?"

Lin Rushi's red lips twitched, held it for a few seconds, and then said softly: "I just opened a violin studio. You used to be the best violin player. I don't know if it's convenient for you to come and have a look these few days. , I... would like to ask you a few questions?"

"Sorry, I'm inconvenient." Ji Mujue refused without thinking.

The expression on Lin Rushi's face froze, and he paused for a second before finding a step for himself: "Mu Jue, can you stop rejecting me so quickly, and think about it again—"

"boom!"

Yan Rong on the sofa put down the teacup seriously, and the action was so intense that a lot of tea was spilled out. She stood up suddenly, and asked with a gloomy face, "You've been busy with work for an hour?"

But Ji Mujue said calmly: "I'm sorry, I don't have any time, I want to prepare for my honeymoon with Zhuyi."

Honeymoon? !

Before the words finished, everyone was shocked, and even Shang Zhuyi beside her widened his eyes in disbelief.

He... said he was going on honeymoon?Why doesn't she know? !

Ji Mujue calmly stretched out his hand to straighten Shang Zhuyi's hair, then fixed his eyes softly on her and said: "I owed her all this before, so it's better to decide sooner rather than later."

Shang Zhuyi bit his lip when he heard this, this time because he was happy.

She never thought that Ji Mujue would pay so much attention to her, and she never thought that he would make a honeymoon for her.

A certain soft corner of her heart seemed to be seeded with flowers, crackling and blooming, and the corners of her lips were also dyed with brilliant colors.

Lin Rushi's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were sore, and her heart was so painful that she didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Picking up the bag at a loss, she pulled her lips vigorously and said, "Sorry, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she staggered and walked out. During the period, Yan Rong wanted to step forward to stop her, but she failed. She yelled a few times, but it made Lin Rushi leave even faster.

She came back with a dark complexion, her eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge and scraped across Shang Zhuyi's face, Shang Zhuyi's heart trembled, his complexion was as usual, but in fact, his nails tightly pinched the palm of his hand, for fear that he would show a little bit of timidity in front of his face .

"I have a headache, I'm going up to rest." She stared coldly at Ji Mujue's face, said this ambiguous sentence, and walked up the stairs.

Ji Mujue watched her go upstairs indifferently, but ignored her as usual.