Chapter 103: A Conversation

In the Genting Hotel, someone gently placed the coffee cup in his hand on the table, listening intently to the conversation of the guests at the front table.

Yang Mengyao's body trembled, her face was pale, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva dryly, and looked at her husband pleadingly: "Ji Heng......"

But her pleas were destined to be in vain.

The voices of the guests at the front table are getting louder and louder.

"I'll tell you plainly, no way!"

The boy slapped his thigh fiercely, and said categorically: "Tsk, that woman is really ......"

The person chatting with him sighed and took over: "I'm going to be played to death by Ji Heng." ”

After he casually mentioned Ji Heng's name, the two began to mock with malice, and one person said hatefully: "Day by day, with a straight face, no one in front of him, no one in his eyes." Tsk, I don't know what those two women like about him! ”

"If you say you're rich, isn't that just like that! The children of the family in Rongcheng are better than him! ”

Ji Anyang listened carefully, leaned forward involuntarily, and frowned very tightly.

Yang Mengyao suddenly panicked, and subconsciously wanted to get close to her husband.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva dryly, put down the things in her hand in a panic, and hurriedly leaned towards Ji Heng, the skirt was rubbed up by her, and in a trance, a piece of white and greasy skin with bruises was revealed.

Her body stiffened, and she suddenly lost all the courage to approach the man again, and she froze in place like that.

The guests at the table in front of them became more and more talking, and they actually chatted seriously about this topic.

"Wen Yu doesn't matter, the chick surnamed Yang can be regarded as dead-"

The man who spoke said in a weird manner: "Serious ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what they like about Ji Heng!" ”

"Hey, who knows."

The voice laughed gloatingly, and the cup clanged on the table with a crisp thud.

"I like to buy my brother and a fool...... The old man of the Yang family, for this granddaughter, can be regarded as a huge investment. ”

The two sons talked about the gossip in the market, which was a kind of careless and indifferent tone: "You can do anything to kill people and set fires, tsk, the loss is that people don't die, and they are unlucky, and in the end they still steal chickens and rice, and send their granddaughter to the hospital." ”

Ji Anyang's face gradually became ugly, and he glanced deeply at Yang Mengyao opposite.

Yang Mengyao didn't care about her at this moment, her heart was pounding, and she just stared at Ji Heng's face tightly.

She couldn't sit still, her mind was racing, and she was quickly finding ten thousand reasons for herself—

After all, she didn't take the initiative to do this, and it was not difficult to shirk it.

It's just that I don't know why, looking at Ji Heng's pale face, she couldn't open her mouth anyway.

The two sons at the front table were still unsatisfied, as if they were using this topic with wine: "What did you say...... The old man of the Yang family has been doing a loss-making business for so many years? ”

The man applauded drunkenly: "Now Yang Mengyao is sitting in the seat of Mrs. Ji family, isn't it very stable?" Wen Yi was killed, and he became the one who took the initiative to harm others......"

"Hey, what kind of trick is this? People are awesome! ”

When the two of them said this, they met and smiled, everything was silent, and the topic gradually shifted to other places.

It's just that the people sitting at the table behind them have different faces, and they can't be calm anymore.

"I ......"

Yang Mengyao's face was pale, she clutched the cup in her hand, her expression was a little anxious, when the two sons spoke just now, she couldn't interject, and she still didn't know what to say.

What those two people said was certain, but in the end, it was just two people talking about some other people's gossip in private, and there was no conclusive evidence.

That's because of this...... She was indefensible, and everything she said seemed to be wrong.

"I'll go first."

Ji Anyang stood up from the stool, took out the VIP card in his bag, and threw it on the table.

Her face was not good-looking, and her voice was cold, as if she was mocking Yang Mengyao: "There are other things in the company, I'll go first." ”

Ji Heng didn't say anything, just let Ji Anyang grit his teeth and walked out.

Ji Anyang hated it very much in his heart.

She already knew that there was something wrong with Yang Mengyao!

The car accident of that year was full of strangeness -

How could Wen Yu hurt others?

She took a deep breath, took a taxi at the intersection, and went straight to Mu Jingyi's house.

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Ji Anyang left, but in the Genting Hotel, the husband and wife had not finished eating.

Yang Mengyao looked at the indifferent man opposite and smiled reluctantly,

"Ji Heng ......"

She took a deep breath and thought to herself: "Or, why don't we go back too?" ”

"Not necessarily."

The guests at the table in front of him seemed to have really drunk too much wine, giggling and laughing, guessing and fighting, and they couldn't hear the movement of their table at all.

Ji Heng cherished words like gold, his expression did not change too obviously, he could be said to have eaten the food in front of him calmly, and let Yang Mengyao sit alone on the opposite side.

Finally, he looked up at her: "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Yang Mengyao laughed dryly, she was so nervous now that she almost wanted to vomit out all the overnight meals, how could she be comfortable?

Ji Heng didn't really want to hear any answer, he got up from the chair and took the coat from the waiter's hand: "Then let's go." ”

Yang Mengyao's heart was up and down, and she couldn't feel the pulse of the man in front of her, she gritted her teeth, tentatively approached Ji Heng's side, and grabbed his arm, but the man didn't immediately shake her off.

Her heart trembled, and her heart settled down a little: "Ji Heng, what they said, I ......"

"Don't mention the past."

Ji Heng's expression was cold, Yang Mengyao walked with him, the posture of the two should be very intimate in my opinion, but she was like falling into an ice cave at this moment, looking embarrassed: "I...... Good. ”

She gritted her teeth and swallowed the bitter water. The husband and wife walked faster and faster, returned to the Maybach, relatively silent, and returned all the way back to the Ji house.

Ji Heng could feel that Yang Mengyao had been cautiously peeking at his face, and whenever there was a little wind and grass on his side, his face would change abruptly, and he would be terrified.

His face was indifferent as usual, but he only felt ridiculous in his heart.

Why bother?

"Sir, ma'am."

Today, Steward Wang was not feeling well, so Xiao Huang took his place and stood at the door early to greet the two.

Ji Heng paused in front of her, his gaze moved up, and his face finally became a little ugly: "The hairpin on your head ......"

Xiao Huang snorted, and went straight back without any scruples: "This is Wen Yu left!" ”

The woman seemed to have been writing for a long time today's words, and said them in one breath, as if she was fighting against someone: "Since she doesn't want to come back to get it, it will be considered a gift for us." ”

She looked determined: "I'm using it now, you don't have a reason to throw it away!" ”

There was a hint of embarrassment between Ji Heng's eyebrows: "You ......"

In the face of this stubborn, with a hint of stupidity, he couldn't say anything decent for such a ridiculous reason.

He was speechless for a while, and saw that the woman had the things that Wen Yu used to use on her head, and let her go down.

"Then you can use it well."

Yang Mengyao subconsciously frowned, but she didn't dare to say anything at this moment, and accompanied Ji Heng all the way to the study with trepidation.

The husband and wife were relatively speechless, and sat for a long time, and she smiled for a long time before she spoke, but the topic still fell on Xiao Huang's body.

"That silly girl is a ...... who misses the old love"

Her brows furrowed slightly, even though she was empty in her heart, thinking of Wen Yilai, there was still pure malice in her heart - she really hated that woman so much.

"When I first got married."

Yang Mengyao clenched her teeth tightly, obviously not very comfortable: "She also told me that she hates a woman like that watery Yang Hua the most......"

She looked at Ji Heng, and intentionally or unintentionally pulled the topic to Wen Yi's derailment back then-

In that car accident, even if she didn't take the initiative, she was a silent accomplice in the end, but Wen Yi had absolutely no way to clear her name for cheating.

"Now it's ......"

She didn't finish a word, and when she saw Ji Heng turn her head, her expression was cold, and she said word by word: "I said, there is no need to mention the previous things." ”

He took a deep breath, tired in his heart, and didn't want to look at Yang Mengyao anymore, so he stood up from his chair: "You can rest first." ”

Yang Mengyao watched him stride out, and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The bruises on her body were still aching, but they couldn't compare to the embarrassment in her heart now.

Paid so much...... Paid so much.

Yang Mengyao's face gradually distorted, rubbing her skirt spasmodically.

Ji Heng ...... What does that mean exactly?

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The night was dark, Ji Heng walked alone in the building, a place that was extremely lively during the day, and at night, there was a desolate taste for no reason.

The sound of leather shoes stomping on the ground echoed in the empty building, Ji Heng's face was ashen, and he pushed open the door of the office.

The computer turned on quickly, and he processed several emails according to his inertia, his brows furrowed very tightly, but there was always a bit of trance in his heart.

"Hello?"

The mobile phone rang, it was Ji Anyang.

When a human voice comes from the current, there is always some distortion: "Do you want me to check?" ”