ASTNovels Chapter 648 The Truth
Chapter 648 The Truth
But Shang Zhuyi was immersed in the joy that Lu Youran said that nothing happened that night, and he was a little speechless.
Ji Mujue knew that it was meaningless to communicate with Yan Rong now, not to mention that there was nothing to communicate with, so he turned his head to look at the bodyguards that Yan Rong had invited, and said in an irresistible tone: "Send Mrs. When I go back to the suburban villa, I have arranged for a maid to clean her room, as for you, if you don’t want to be held accountable, you can stay in the suburban villa and 'take care' of your wife, understand?"
The bodyguards quickly turned their heads that were out of proportion to their well-developed muscles, and then barely understood what Ji Mujue meant, but they were still not sure, so they asked again: "Is...do you mean to let us watch her? "
Ji Mujue curled up his thin lips, showing a smile of unknown meaning: "Otherwise?"
Hearing this, several burly men couldn't help shivering because of his half-smile expression, and then nodded hastily; "Yes, yes, we... we will see the wife up right away."
Saying that, the bodyguards immediately turned their backs on Yan Rong and came, seeing the scene that happened before was about to repeat itself, Yan Rong immediately let go of her hands covering her ears, and waved her arms like crazy; "No one touch me! Ji Mujue, are you treating me like this? I am your mother!"
Ji Mujue chuckled lightly: "If you don't talk about your identity as my mother, do you think you can still stand in front of me safe and sound?"
Yan Rong was choked immediately, indeed, with Ji Mujue's temper, if it was someone else who calculated him like this, now that person must have been cleaned up by Ji Mujue with thunderous means, and he has indeed thought about Yan Rong Mother and son are close.
Thinking of this, Yan Rong's heart sank, she knew that this was already Ji Mujue's bottom line, if she was still stubborn, she would not know what was waiting for her.
Therefore, Yan Rong stopped struggling unreasonably, and looked at Ji Mujue with painful eyes; "Mujue, I can't finish it, my mother was wrong, okay, I can apologize, to you and Shang Zhuyi, I..."
Before she finished speaking, Ji Mujue raised his hand impatiently, interrupting her rambling words; "Enough, I don't want to hear this now, if you really realize that you are wrong, please cooperate Just let the bodyguards send you away, okay?"
Although this sentence was a question, Ji Mujue's tone did not mean to ask for opinions at all. His face froze for a moment, and then, like a punctured ball, his shoulders instantly collapsed, and he nodded dejectedly, and then He took heavy steps, turned around, and walked away slowly. Seeing this, the bodyguards didn't stop and followed quickly.
After all the irrelevant personnel left, Ji Mujue turned around, looked at Shang Zhuyi who seemed to be in a downtime state, stretched out his hand to caress her shoulder, and called out softly: "Zhuyi?"
Hearing Ji Mujue's voice, Shang Zhuyi blinked, and finally came back to his senses: "I...I..."
She stuttered for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence, but Ji Mujue understood her meaning by mistake, and reached out to take Shang Zhuyi into his arms: "It's true, you are not dreaming, all this finally happened A closure."
After hearing Ji Mujue's confirmation, the anger in Shang Zhuyi's heart seemed to finally come out, she suddenly buried her face in Ji Mujue's shoulder, and after a while, Ji Mujue felt a burst of warmth coming from her shoulder The hot feeling, he knew that it was the tears of joy of Shang Zhuyi's rebirth after the catastrophe.
Ji Mujue just stood quietly like this, letting Shang Zhuyi's tears wet his clothes, until her mood gradually calmed down, he patted Shang Zhuyi's shoulder, jokingly said: "The child still sees Now, are you sure you want to cry in front of them?"
Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi finally burst into tears and laughed. She rubbed her red eyes, and glanced at the direction of the children's cribs, and found that they were already tired from crying, and gradually fell asleep under Ye Jing's comfort. It was Ye Jing who was looking at her jokingly.
Shang Zhuyi blushed immediately, and stammered, "Sister Jing, you...you're still here."
Hearing this, Ye Jing first showed an expression of grievance after being "crossed the river and demolished the bridge", and then covered her eyes cooperatively: "I didn't see anything, and... I'll let you go, but before that, I suggest you go to the living room and continue to 'speak your heart'."
After finishing speaking, Ye Jing walked out of the nursery with a chuckle in Shang Zhuyi's eyes shyly looking for a crack in the ground.
After Ye Jing left, Ji Mujue walked into the living room with Shang Zhuyi in his arms.
After the series of twists and turns just now, Shang Zhuyi, who was relieved, felt a sense of exhaustion gradually hit her. She took a deep breath, and then leaned on the sofa with some exhaustion, and didn't speak again for a long time. speak.
Ji Mujue didn't bother her either, just sat quietly with her, after a while, he felt Shang Zhuyi's breathing gradually calmed down, turned his head and found that Shang Zhuyi was leaning on the sofa, squinting his eyes Drowsily fell asleep.
Seeing this, Ji Mujue, who originally wanted to talk to Shang Zhuyi, showed a helpless and doting smile, stood up softly, bent down and gently hugged Shang Zhuyi, his movements were so gentle It's like holding a rare treasure.
Putting Shang Zhuyi on the single bed in the bedroom, Ji Mujue sat by the bed and looked at her silently for a while, knowing that she must be mentally tense during this time, so after all the dust settled, her tiredness That's why it hit so violently, thinking of this, Ji Mujue couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart.
Shang Zhuyi didn't know how long she had slept. Anyway, when she woke up, she saw the night scene outside the window. Because too many things happened before she fell asleep, she was a little confused for a while. The thing was really an illusion, she sat up nervously, as if she wanted to grasp some evidence to prove that what was just now was not her dream.
At this time, Ji Mujue came in in a bit of a panic, with a smear of gray on his face. As he pushed the door and walked in, Shang Zhuyi's sense of smell, which had just woken up, seemed to capture a burnt smell.
Shang Zhuyi looked at Ji Mujue with a dull expression for a while, and finally confirmed that what she just had was not a dream of hers, and she immediately relaxed a lot, then she frowned suspiciously, and asked in a low voice: "What... what is it?" Taste?"
Ji Mujue showed a rare embarrassment expression on his face, he rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and then replied in a low voice: "I saw that you and the child slept so soundly, so I wanted to prepare dinner for you, but I……"
After hearing him say the word "dinner", Shang Zhuyi thought of a ridiculous possibility in his mind; "So, you ordered the kitchen?"
Faced with Shang Zhuyi's banter, Ji Mujue's face became even more embarrassed: "It's not that serious, it's just a few mistakes."
Shang Zhuyi rolled over and got off the bed with a smile, and continued to tease: "It smells like a few talents."
Sure enough, Shang Zhuyi, who walked into the kitchen, looked at the scene in front of him, and knew that his judgment just now was correct. Not only were there a few plates of dead dishes lying on the plate in a twisted and burnt posture, even she moved The pots that I bought when I entered the apartment were also brutally murdered, and all of them turned into black ghosts. There was also an iron pot that was sizzling as a final protest.
Shang Zhuyi stood dumbfounded for a while, and then waved his hands at Ji Mujue: "Okay, Chairman Ji Da, you can always go out and sit, I'll do the cooking and so on."
As she spoke, she reached out and pushed Ji Mujue's arm, but Ji Mujue stubbornly did not move a step: "I can help you."
Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi looked at him for a while and saw that he had made up his mind, so he had no choice but to sigh helplessly, nodded and compromised and said, "That's fine, but you have to obey the command."
Ji Mujue, who has always directed others, pursed his lips unnaturally, but finally nodded as he said; "Okay."
So Shang Zhuyi finally approved Ji Mujue's request to stay in the kitchen.
Shang Zhuyi first instructed Chairman Ji, who was worth more than [-] million yuan, to clean the pot she bought during the discount period, and then stuffed a handful of vegetables into Ji Mujue's words: "Go, choose a vegetable."
Hearing this, Ji Mujue didn't put on a show either, he obediently took the vegetables with dirt on them, then walked aside and began to choose vegetables clumsily and seriously.
Shang Zhuyi looked at Ji Mujue who was incompatible with this cheap small kitchen, and a warm feeling rose in his heart. The heart that had been gradually frozen due to misunderstandings before was slowly beginning to show signs of thawing.
After working for a while, Shang Zhuyi finally cooked a simple four dishes and one soup with Ji Mujue's unhelpful assistance, and then prepared milk powder for the two children. After feeding the children, Shang Zhuyi returned to the living room with peace of mind inside.
Looking at Ji Mujue who was waiting at the table, Shang Zhuyi chuckled: "Didn't I tell you to eat first? The dishes are going to be cold."
Hearing her voice, Ji Mujue, who was still in deep thought just now, immediately withdrew his mind, and smiled at Shang Zhuyi: "I want to wait for you."
Shang Zhuyi smiled heartily, then sat down next to Ji Mujue, and looked at him with a smile; "Okay, everyone is here, let's start."
Ji Mujue also smiled at her, and handed over the bowl and chopsticks thoughtfully; "Okay."
It was an ordinary homely meal, but Shang Zhuyi almost shed tears while eating, she thought that she would never have another chance in this life to sit and eat with Ji Mujue quietly but warmly.